The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xia Er heard Xiao Chen's laughter as if killing a pig, and her face was blushing and almost bleeding.

It's been almost half a year, but he hasn't even created one move one by one.

Xiao Chen covered his stomach and laughed for a long time before jumping off the big tree next to him.

Xiao Chen took the knife in Xia'er's hand and waved it gently: "Oh, why don't you ask about it before you create a move?"

Xia Er looked blank: "Who to ask, what to ask?"

Xiao Chen lightly nodded Xia'er's forehead.

A cold touch came from Xiao Chen's fingers, and Xia'er's face turned redder.

"Ask who?" Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head, then gently closed his eyes.

A breeze blew, and the October wind was already a bit cool.

This wind, with the moisture of dew and the fragrance of crops, blows on the hearts of farmers, sweeter than with a piece of rock candy!

Following this wind, Xiao Chen saw the wheat fields, the bamboo forest rippling with the breeze, and the wind chimes in front of the woman's boudoir...

Xiao Chen seemed to be sitting on this wind, following it all over the world, gently touching everything.

A magical scene happened.

Countless winds just blew from afar.

They hovered around Xiao Chen and refused to leave.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes suddenly and swiped a knife forward gently.

Feng'er followed the direction of the knife and flew out, a huge wind blade cut through the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Xia'er's face was full of shock and incredible.

Because she knows her husband, who has no true essence, and his husband is not a monk.

But the gentleman who was not a monk used Tian Zhengjue.

Xiao Chen returned the knife to Xia'er: "If you like the wind, ask the wind, if you like the water, ask the water. Everything in the world has an aura. When you can feel their joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, you will be able to use it. This cut it."

Xia'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Thank you sir." Xia Er bowed deeply.

The influence of a famous teacher on the path of spiritual practice can be seen.

If Xia'er is allowed to comprehend it by herself, I am afraid that it will take him how many years to swing this sword.

"Cultivate hard, I am optimistic about you." Xiao Chen nodded pretendingly, and walked away at a pace that the six relatives did not recognize.

"Huh... I'm scared to death." Xiao Chen slapped and fanned himself.

Sometimes pretending to be forceful is also risky.

Xiao Chen didn't know anything at all, and asked Feng Wenshui these ghosts.

Just now it was just a temporary motive, and it was just a wave of pretending, but I didn’t expect it to be successful.

The image of Mr. Xiao Chen, Mr. Shaking Hands, instantly grew tall in Xia'er's mind.

If Xia'er knew that her husband just thought it was fun, then she said to herself, I wonder if he would vomit three liters of blood.

However, Xiao Chen might not have expected that he would behave crookedly, and these words created an extremely special Tianzheng Jue user.

Many years later, a girl who used heaven and earth elements as a decisive move of heaven and earth, turned out to be born.

Directly pacify the chaotic non-perimeter, and return to the earth. Of course, this is something later.

Xiao Chen wandered around again after finishing his pretense.

As soon as the lunch time came, with the tassels and bright moon, appeared on time at the foot of the mountain.

There’s a little bit of food here, and a little bit of food at that one.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to cook, but he still fed Tassel Mingyue to the fat in vain.

The work of the black wind also went smoothly.

This cargo directly pulled the various creatures of Heifeng Mountain and flattened the north side, forming a huge open space.

This is where the country was founded.

In half a year, thanks to the help of the creatures of Heifeng Mountain, the city has begun to take shape.

Heifeng, who is very coquettish, has erected a huge statue in the very center of the city.

This thirty-meter-high statue is not someone else but Xiao Chen.

Do you think this is black wind to make people remember Xiao Chen?

I bother! This dead pig will have this kind of consciousness?

Hei Feng placed his statue on Xiao Chen's shoulder.

The fat pig, which had always been huge, just stood on Xiao Chen's shoulders and snatched all his eyeballs.

Heifeng also has a coquettish name, and the shoulders of giants are used as springboards.

Everyone was very clear in their hearts, it was Xiao Chen who rescued them, gave them fields, and gave them houses.

But forced by the **** of the black wind, people can only open one eye and close one eye about the statue.

Because of this, Hei Feng was beaten by Xiao Chen.

As for the statue, Xiao Chen let it stand there, too lazy to care about it.

As for Zhang Long, as Xiao Chen expected, he was a very good leader.

His status in people's minds is also getting higher and higher.

Smiles finally appeared on the faces of these troubled people.

As Xiao Chen said, everything slowly recovered.

As for the **** of death, he had already left, and was going to collect the entire unbounded genius treasure for Xiao Chen's next body building.

Xiao Chen decided to return to Earth as soon as the Death God returned.

Because the earth is now in its best time, everything is possible.

And to find Canglan Heart, it is impossible to stay in this perimeter forever.

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Time passed so plainly, one year, two years, three years... a full three years.

Xiao Chen's strength also increased to two million catties, and the engravings on his clothes were also directly unwrapped by two hundred.

Xiao Chen wore two million catties of clothes, and had never taken it off in the past three years.

Wu Wudi didn't dare to imagine that it would reach two million catties on the first floor.

Generally speaking, if the martial artist wants to reach two million catties of strength, he can only accumulate it over a long period of time.

Or when you reach the upper three realms, when you gather your courage, there will be a huge explosion, reaching this terrifying value.

Wu Wudi felt that if Xiao Chen took off his clothes, he would jump to the sky!

The unpleasant Heifeng Country was completed a year ago.

Zhang Long successfully ascended the throne and became Heifeng Nation, the first emperor Laozi.

In the past three years, people have come here one after another and settled down here.

The entire Black Wind Nation now has about 30,000 people.

Xiao Chen knew that the Black Wind Congress was slowly growing.

And Xia'er's practice has also entered the right track.

Heifeng Nation is temporarily guarded by the creatures of Heifeng Mountain, and there will be no problems.

When Xia'er can decide everything one day, the world will return to tranquility.

No need to worry about everything, Xiao Chen knew it was time to leave.

After three years, the young girl Xia Er became more and more beautiful and moving.

And the look she looked at Xiao Chen had already changed.

Respect becomes admiration.

But this is destined to be a relationship that can't bear fruit, and Xiao Chen had already told Xia'er very clearly.

But the girl's mind is always unpredictable.

Xia'er seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

A girl's feelings are always poetry. Sometimes she always follows Xiao Chen secretly, watching from a distance, full of joy.