The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In this explosion, not only the gravel street was razed to the ground, but the surrounding four streets were also battered.

The ordinary people implicated are immeasurable, and it is midnight now, and almost everyone is sleeping at home.

In response to that sentence, when people sleep at home, disaster comes from heaven.

Because the competition is approaching, the explosion directly touched the nerves of the high-level Huaxia.

Almost half of the spider web warriors received the order and hurried to Minghai City.

Even the demon clan sent a large army to rush to Minghai City to protect the safety of the demon lord.

The first to arrive were Qingyihou, Xu Jianjun, and the captains of Spiderweb.

They found Xiao Chen sitting next to the big pit thinking.

Everyone was a little puzzled. Could it be that Xiao Chen caused this explosion?

"Little brother?" Tsing Yi Hou came to Xiao Chen's side and greeted a little nervously.

Xiao Chen's expression was cold and terrifying, the muscles on his face did not move, even the eyelids were not lifted.

They had never seen Xiao Chen in this state.

Xiao Chen before, no matter what happened, he was always happy, as if the sky fell and I could withstand it.

This is the first time I met this evening.

Everyone stood beside Xiao Chen uneasy, and didn't dare to bother.

After a long time, Xiao Chen finally raised his head, Xiao Chen's bloodshot eyes, looked at the quiet Leng Xiaolu in the tide of death.

Leng Xiaolu lay quietly in the tide of death, just as if he was asleep.

Xiao Chen knew that Leng Xiaolu was actually no different from dead now.

If Leng Xiaolu's shadow cannot be refilled, he may remain in this state for the rest of his life.

Moreover, as Emperor Fengdu, suddenly suffered such a catastrophe, the whole **** might be rioted.

The army of **** is so many, if they want to target the Yang Shi, I am afraid no one can escape.

The most important thing was that Leng Xiaolu was Xiao Chen's friend. It had never happened before Xiao Chen could not protect the people around him.

This child Leng Xiaolu, gentle, kind, shy, is a very good king, how can he suffer such a catastrophe.

Sometimes the world is really hopeless, because it is always good people who suffer.

"How many outsiders are on the earth now?" Xiao Chen looked at Qing Yihou and asked with a hoarse voice.

Tsing Yi Hou listened to the emotionless questioning, only to feel that the blood all over his body seemed to temporarily stop flowing.

He knew that Xiao Chen was angry.

Tsing Yi Hou waved his hand, and the captains behind him dispersed, leaving only him and Xu Jianjun here.

"Now there are a total of forty-three named outsiders on the earth, coming from three big worlds."

"They are distributed in various colleges in our country, and there are also several foreigners."

Tsing Yi Hou explained the situation to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen nodded and asked, "Will these outsiders participate in this competition?"

Tsing Yi shook his head: "I'm not sure, after all, the longest time for outsiders to come to the earth is no more than two years. No outsider has participated in the competition.

Xiao Chen thought for a while and asked, "Is there any way to attract them all?"

Tsing Yi Hou and Xu Jianjun looked around and guessed that the explosion was probably related to outsiders.

What the two hated was the itching of their teeth, especially Xu Jianjun, the devilish energy in his body rushed out uncontrollably.

"These gangsters will kill them all sooner or later." Xu Jianjun almost broke his teeth.

Tsing Yi Hou thought for a while and said, "If this prize is attractive enough, it may be able to attract all outsiders."

Xiao Chen nodded and asked, "When will the competition begin?"

"There are still three days." Tsing Yi Hou replied.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and said, "The prize of the Grand Tournament has been changed to something that no cultivator can refuse."

Tsing Yi Hou thought for a while, and asked a little puzzled: "What is something that all monks can't refuse?"

Xiao Chen supported his chin and sneered: "Gongs, geniuses and treasures, are things they can't refuse."

Tsing Yi Hou was a little embarrassed: "Those outsiders are all from the big world, I'm afraid we don't like our things."

Xiao Chen nodded: "Don't worry about this. I will give you something tomorrow. At that time, I must build momentum to attract all outsiders to me."

"Okay." Tsing Yi replied cautiously.

After Xiao Chen finished his explanation, he told the two of them what happened, and then got up and left.

Now Xiao Chen was going to find Heifeng and asked him to bring out some of the best things, and he had to summon the silly dog.

Xiao Chen is a person who has lived for more than ten thousand years.

Faced with the sudden disaster, Leng Xiaolu did not vent all his anger.

Xiao Chen suppressed this anger with all his might, and in the shortest possible time, figured out a way to save Leng Xiaolu.

Walking slowly on the shabby street, Xiao Chen looked at Leng Xiaolu and said to himself: "Don't worry, you won't just die like this. If you can't be saved, I will let all outsiders add them. The big world, I will be buried for you."

Xiao Chen went back and sat in the yard until dawn.

At dawn, Heifeng finally ran back angrily.

"I **** him, why did Lao Tzu's gravel street get bombed?"

"When I was caught by Lao Tzu, the pig skin was stripped off ten layers of him."

Xiao Chen who was far away heard the black wind cursing the street.

"Heifeng, here." Xiao Chen shouted.

When Hei Feng saw Xiao Chen, he burst into tears and cried on the spot.

Xiao Chen didn't have time to talk nonsense with him and asked directly.

"Is there anything in you, as long as you are an individual, you can't refuse it."

Hei Feng glanced at Xiao Chen vigilantly, "No, I'm poor and white now!"

Immediately, Hei Feng found the bloodshot eyes of Xiao Chen again, and asked suspiciously: "Why Brother Chen, what did you do last night and didn't sleep well?"

Xiao Chen talked about what happened last night, and by the way said his thoughts.

"I'm **** big dad." Heifeng thundered with anger after hearing this.

"That's Lao Tzu's internal apprentice. Even Lao Tzu's apprentice dared to move. Lao Tzu has to pull him out of shit..."

After the black wind cursed the street, he suddenly put the pig's hand into his mouth.

Xiao Chen looked disgusting: "What are you doing?"

"I don't bring out something under the box, can you attract those greedy ghosts?"

Heifeng actually took out a Sumi ring from his mouth.

Heifeng smiled triumphantly: "When I went to the void to find you, I knew something was going to happen, so I hid all my belongings in my body in advance."

"Even if he is beaten back to his original form, I will have a comeback one day with these possessions."

Xiao Chen was speechless for a while, this dead pig was still so dripping in his work. To say that it was awkward was to look forward and backward.