The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen looked indifferent, facing everyone, he gently pressed his palm.

Qing Yihou got up quickly and gave up his seat to Xiao Chen.

Looking at the indifferent Xiao Chen, everyone's hearts trembled for no reason, and their bodies were covered in cold sweat.

An invisible but palpable terrifying and sharp air seems to be tearing them apart.

Xiao Chen didn't talk nonsense, he didn't even bother to say the opening remarks, and cut directly to the main point.

"I want to take back the caravan as a means of transportation during the war, and the rest is nothing."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he actually got up to leave.

Even Tsing Yi Hou was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, who came all the way to explain this sentence?

Seeing this kind of scene, Xia Feng was very annoyed in his heart. As an elder of a hermit family, he was not respected and confessed wherever he went.

But today, he was ignored, completely ignored.

The young man didn't even look at himself from the beginning to the end.

Xia Feng looked at Xiao Chen who got up to leave, and with his strength, he couldn't see anything.

Although in the practice world, it is a taboo to deal with people who cannot see their strength clearly, but because of his status, Xia Feng still wants to express his thoughts.

Xia Feng clasped his fists and said, "Little brother, stay a step..."

Xia Feng's words came to an abrupt end, and after only five words, he stood there in a daze, still maintaining the posture of clasping his fists.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a terrifying scene appeared.

Xia Feng's head actually slipped down slowly from his neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The smell of blood permeated the entire meeting room in an instant.

All the faces were pale and frightened.

Xiao Chen looked back at the crowd: "Is there anything else?"

This time, no one dared to respond, and even stopped breathing, for fear of disturbing the evil spirit.

Even though he didn't realize how Xia Feng died, the fool also knew that it had something to do with the boy, who would dare to hit the gun at this time.

"By the way, clean up the materials brought back by the caravan and send them here." Xiao Chen said, engraving the coordinates of a star into Qing Yihou's mind.

The coordinates of this star are one of the eighty-one stars around the earth, and the divinity Xiao Chen organizes the refining masters to refine magic weapons on this star.

After Xiao Chen finished this, he walked out of the meeting room slowly.

When Xiao Chen left, everyone let out a long breath.

Except for the few people who made friends with Xiao Chen, the others didn't dare to stay any longer, and left in despair.

"You're really straightforward." Tsing Yi Hou found Xiao Chen on the deck with a wry smile.

"The old man is from a hidden family. If he can be recruited, he will have a good combat power."

Xiao Chen shook his head: "Don't count on these turtles, it's the best result if they don't surrender to the enemy."

Qing Yihou thought about it, and felt that what Xiao Chen said made sense.

These hermit families only care about themselves, they don't care about other people's lives, otherwise they wouldn't be hiding.

"Tell you something." Xiao Chen thought for a while, and told the story of his encounter with Xu Jianjun earlier.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Chen added another sentence: "If you want to enter the realm of the Great Emperor, I can give you a colorful ball of light."

Tsing Yi Hou smiled heartily: "No need, Lao Xu is indeed more suitable to guard this place than I am, and besides your light ball, it is better to stay in a more suitable place."

Qing Yihou understood that if Xiao Chen was able to bring this matter to light, he was treating him as one of his own.

It would be a bit stingy to make a fuss about this matter.

Xiao Chen nodded, Tsing Yi Hou understands righteousness deeply, this is his rare advantage.

"Here are some materials, and a large number of attribute spirit stones, a top-level battle formation." Xiao Chen took out a few Qiankun bags, and handed the jade slips engraved with battle formations to Tsing Yihou.

These are all given to me by my grandfather in the mountain, which is only a small part, and a large amount of materials will be shipped over later.

"You can do the whole planning work, I'm a layman after all."

Xiao Chen felt that he was still not suitable for these cumbersome things, and it might be best to leave it to Qing Yihou.

Now that Xu Jianjun is by Tsing Yihou's side to protect him, there shouldn't be any trouble.

Tsing Yihou did not refuse, and took the bag: "Don't worry, things won't be messed up."

Xiao Chen nodded, and said again about how he released Yuanying to rob and kill the Great World.

Tsing Yi Hou Ting broke out in cold sweat, Xiao Chen was still ruthless if he said it, a big world has countless living beings, and if it goes down all the way, it's hard to know how many murders it will cause.

"In terms of public opinion building, you have to hurry up and release the news of the foreign invasion. As for how to make it up, you can figure it out."

Qing Yihou understood Xiao Chen's intentions, only a common enemy could unite the race.

"I'm going to retreat for a period of time, maybe two years, and I will trouble you with the work of coordinating and preparing for the war."

The two powers of Martial God and Great Emperor are not fused, these two powers are independent of each other, plus the power of a golden-eyed zombie, Xiao Chen needs to fuse these powers.

Tsing Yi Hou said to himself: "Don't worry, there are too many seniors who have done such things as mobilizing wars, and you can do it well with just a few tricks."

"I've done everything that needs to be done, and the only thing left is to work hard." Xiao Chen patted Qing Yihou's shoulder, and his figure gradually disappeared.

...

In the underworld.

Leng Xiaolu, whose hair was almost dragging to the ground, was rolling on the huge dragon chair boredly!

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, if you don't let me out, I'm going to die."

As Leng Xiaolu spoke, he raised his head, and his face, which was disastrous to the country and the people, was directly facing a general in white armor under the dragon chair.

General Bai Jia was unmoved, but said indifferently: "Your Majesty, the entire underworld is preparing for battle now, you can't leave, you need to come and give me a lecture."

"What are you training for?" Leng Xiaolu pouted, "I don't know anything, I only know how to eat and sleep."

General Bai Jia's eyelids trembled, so he was really good?

General Bai Jia said helplessly: "You are the king, as long as you are here, even if you don't do anything, the yin thing below will naturally feel at ease."

"I want to go out, can you let me go out? Just one day, just go out and play for one day." Leng Xiaolu acted coquettishly.

"No." General Bai Jia simply shook his head. The last time he let Leng Xiaolu go out, he came back after several years. Who would dare to let him go out.

"I want to go out, I want to go out, I don't care, I don't care..." Leng Xiaolu rolled around again angrily.

"You are so big, why are you still acting like a child?" Xiao Chen's voice suddenly sounded, and then Xiao Chen's figure appeared, sitting beside Leng Xiaolu.

Leng Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, thinking he was wrong, he rubbed his eyes cutely.

"Brother Xiao Chen."

After making sure that he read correctly, Leng Xiaolu bumped into Xiao Chen's arms.

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, why did this little guy look more and more like a girl.

The Baijia general looked at him and covered his forehead, he was really helpless to be a sissy master.