The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The old ape grabbed Qinglong's tail and started waving wildly.

Since the appearance of the old ape, Qinglong's grievances have grown stronger and stronger, seeming to have grievances with the old ape.

The huge body of Qinglong was wrapped around the body of the old ape, and the two giant giant beasts started a power competition here.

A piece of willow leaf fell from the sky, Bai Ziyan and the others looked at the giant ape and the blue dragon, their faces a little pale.

How could a monk contend with such a thing.

"What is this?" Shui Shengsheng hugged Xiao Chen and instinctively protected Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was holding a little girl in his arms, and Xiao Chen was hugged by Shui Shengsheng again, which looked a little funny.

"Let me down." Xiao Chen struggled helplessly.

Shui Shengsheng reluctantly put Xiao Chen on the ground.

Xiao Chen handed the little girl and Liu Su Mingyue to Shui Shengsheng, then looked at the old ape and said, "Beast repair, half-step, endless beast repair."

The old ape didn't know how long he had lived, and the hair on his body was a little pale.

Beast cultivation is at the same level, except for Wu Fu, almost invincible.

After countless years of precipitation, this old ape is so strong that it cannot be guessed.

Such an old ape, I am afraid that in this non-perimeter, it is already the top group of creatures.

The corpse of the Qinglong supported by resentment would be torn to pieces by the old ape sooner or later.

"Just stay here, if you go on, I'm afraid I can't take care of you anymore."

Xiao Chen waved his arm gently, and Liu Ye surrounded everyone.

"Chen Chen, I will help you." Bai Ziyan stepped on Feijian, wanting to be with Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "Stay well here is to help me the most."

Xiao Chen lifted the rusty iron chain beside him and walked towards the broken Qingyun Road.

Long Yan was dragged by Xiao Chen like a dog, and a rope was tied to Long Yan's waist.

At the other end of the rope, there is a willow leaf on which there are three beautiful corpses.

"I'm home, are you happy?"

Looking at Long Yan, Xiao Chen asked cheerfully.

Long Yan didn't dare to say a word, just lowered his head, crawling forward with his hands and feet together.

He occasionally looked up at the sky, his eyes full of madness.

Xiao Chen stopped next to the woman who had been tortured by insects. Xiao Chen certainly knew her, the only woman who survived and was released back to report the letter.

The woman looked at Xiao Chen, and an astonishing brilliance suddenly burst into her Wushen eyes.

"You have an enmity with Xinglongzong?" Xiao Chen asked.

The woman opened her mouth, and the black maggots kept falling down.

"I...my...my...sister, died here."

The woman said hard, her voice was a little blurred, and it seemed that these bugs had already begun to gnaw at her throat.

There were blood and tears in the woman's eyes, and she looked at Long Yan who resentfully looked like an old dog.

Xiao Chen tore off the magic weapon that bound the woman and gently raised her hand. There were countless maggots wriggling under her skin.

Xiao Chen handed the chain to her hand: "Follow me."

"Okay." The woman pulled the iron chain fiercely, and hobbled behind Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was not walking fast, and the woman was just able to keep up.

"What's your name?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Zhao Lianyue, my sister's name is Zhao Lianxing." The woman smiled. When she mentioned the word "sister", her eyes always flashed brightly.

"It sounds better than my name. The author of the second product doesn't know why, so he gave me such a name." Xiao Chen murmured a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Lianyue smiled softly, she hadn't smiled for many years.

This road is very long, Zhao Lianyue walks very hard, walking, her body is not good, those disgusting bugs have already hollowed out her body.

Zhao Lianyue's vitality passed rapidly, and death was already beckoning her.

But Zhao Lianyue didn't mean to stop, she waited for this day for a long time.

...

When he reached two-thirds of Qingyun Road, Xiao Chen could no longer feel Zhao Lianyue's vitality.

Xiao Chen knew that this poor girl had already left.

But the girl's footsteps did not stop, she just followed Xiao Chen like this, even if she died.

"Let me sing a song for you."

Xiao Chen didn't look back, nor did he dare to look back.

Xiao Chen had hardly been afraid of anything, but now Xiao Chen was a little afraid, afraid that he would look back and see Zhao Lianyue.

I'm afraid of seeing the cute face, afraid of seeing the bleeding eyes.

"If you don't answer, I will assume that you agree. I sing badly, but don't dislike it. Just listen."

Xiao Chen babbled, cleared his throat and sang.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky. The evening breeze is blowing willow flute, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains.

The ends of the sky, the corners of the earth, and the acquaintances are scattered. A pot of turbid wine makes Yuhuan, don’t dream of cold tonight.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and sky. Ask you when you will come here, don’t linger when you come..."

This "Farewell" was almost the only song Xiao Chen took.

The immature voice rang between the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth fell into silence, only the voice of singing was curled up.

When the sunset went down, Xiao Chen ascended to the apex of Qingyun Dao.

The red fire burned the clouds, burning half of the sky, and the red setting sun shone on Xiao Chen's face like blood.

...

Xiao Chen looked up at the sky above. There was a huge platform on which was full of people.

Xiao Chen glanced at them contemptuously and turned around gently.

Xiao Chen took the chain in Zhao Lianyue's hand and gently pressed her body down.

Xiao Chen put Zhao Lianyue's body in a sitting position.

Xiao Chen smiled happily, and said to Zhao Lianyue's corpse: "Well, it's always better to sit and watch."

Xiao Chen moved the three bodies from the willow leaves again.

Xiao Chen wanted to press down their bodies, but their bodies were too rigid to bend.

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly: "I've wronged the three sisters, just stand and watch."

Xiao Chen waved his hand gently, and the willow leaf swam around the four corpses.

After Xiao Chen finished this, he looked at the sky, and the sun was about to set completely.

Xiao Chen smiled, and suddenly pulled out the poisonous soul hanging behind his waist, a small purple scorpion, and jumped onto the back of Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Chen suddenly pointed upwards: "Hoshih Haojing, just to send you on the road."

The monstrous blood mist evaporated and rushed straight into the sky, and the sky was stained with blood red in an instant.

Xiao Chen stepped on the hands and feet of Broken Dragon Yan.

The sound of miserable howling resounded in the heavens and the earth.

On the platform, Long Yuetian just watched all this indifferently and didn't take any action.

"You will be the last to die. I always count on my words."

Looking at Long Yan who was so painful and alive, Xiao Chen said indifferently.