The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen casually picked up a hammer on the corner of the table. Of course, why there is a hammer here, Xiao Chen is not quite clear.

The hammer was rusty, and the wooden handle was rotten, as if it might break at any moment.

A trace of dead energy wrapped around the hammer, and the hammer seemed to have a second spring, emitting a black light.

Xiao Chen grinned grimly and walked towards the young man, making the young man tremble uncontrollably with fright.

The young man wanted to escape, but he found in despair that the surroundings seemed to be covered with terrifying black silk threads.

The scene was exactly the same as the one he had created just now.

The young man backed away step by step, and Xiao Chen pressed on step by step. It was a little funny for the two of them to retreat and advance.

"What do you want to do?" The young man was desperate.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, grinned and said, "Playing."

It looked like a big bad wolf seeing a little sheep, and the young man who saw it shuddered.

A series of transparent silk threads frantically gathered around the young man, intertwining and blocking him in front of him.

"I'm a member of the Feng family, if you dare to do anything to me, you will definitely receive crazy revenge from the Feng family."

The young man threatened sternly, but with that trembling voice, perhaps even he himself felt that he had no confidence in it.

Xiao Chen swung the hammer and acted foolishly, he didn't take the young man's words into his heart at all.

Xiao Chen passed through those silk threads lightly, without even pausing for a moment.

Young people have never been so desperate, why is there such a monster here.

"Don't come here!"

The young man howled like a trapped animal, tears and snot pouring out, everyone seemed to be frustrated in the face of death.

"boom!"

The rusty hammer slammed on the young man's head.

An ordinary hammer turned into a murderous weapon in Xiao Chen's hands.

Donate blood splatter.

Xiao Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, and hit the young man's head with a hammer.

"Bugs, right?"

"You kill without blinking an eye, right?"

"Interesting, isn't it?"

Xiao Chen babbled while smashing.

The few people who survived looked terrified, especially the saint, as a person chosen by God, she could very keenly perceive the terrifying and evil aura on Xiao Chen's body.

Like a huge evil dragon, swimming in the bottomless black pool.

And they are all helpless little sheep in front of the deep pool. This evil dragon will rush out of the water at any time and swallow them whole.

"Bang!"

Xiao Chen threw away the hammer in his hand, and said with a smile: "Your dog head is not as hard as you think!"

The young man's head was smashed to pieces, the white brain mixed with red blood was abnormally dazzling.

Xiao Chen clapped his hands, stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, streams of black death energy evaporated from the corpses on the ground, and gathered in Xiao Chen's hands.

It's true that dead energy is not easy to collect, because no matter how powerful or weak you are, there is only a little bit of dead energy after all, and everyone is equal.

It would be difficult for Xiao Chen to improve his strength if there were no large-scale deaths.

Xiao Chen's fingertips lingered with a little bit of dead air, and he shook his head boredly.

"Old Jin, let's go dig treasures." Xiao Chen greeted Jin Xiangyu.

Jin Xiangyu, who was still in a daze, burst into astonishing brilliance when she heard Xiao Chen's words.

"good!"

Without saying a word, Jin Xiangyu came to Xiao Chen's side with the fat orange in his arms.

"Can...can...take me?"

The saint looked at Xiao Chen with some fear, but her intuition told her that it might be the best choice to follow this person in front of her.

Xiao Chen glanced sideways at the saint, that pitiful little appearance made Xiao Chen want to laugh.

"Yes." Xiao Chen readily agreed, without even mentioning any conditions.

This made the saint a little confused, why didn't this person play cards according to the routine?

Xiao Chen's straightforwardness made the eyes of the old and the young burn.

The young man stood up, clasped his fists at Xiao Chen and said, "Brother, can we go on the road together?"

"boom!"

The boy's eyes blurred, and he was slapped heavily on the face.

The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Master." The old man exclaimed, and flew to catch the boy.

As a result, as soon as he got up, he was kicked on the buttocks, and he slammed into the wall with the boy.

The two struggled to get up, but they were not injured, but this big scratch really hurt their self-esteem.

But the boy still had a smile all over his face, without showing any dissatisfaction.

The old man was furious, but suppressed the anger in his heart, and said softly, "Why?"

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes: "No reason, it's just that you don't like it."

Said Xiao Chen pointed at the young man: "Especially you, I hate you very much, although I don't know why, but you'd better not approach me, I'm afraid I can't help but smash your dog's head."

This is Xiao Chen, with an extremely perverse personality. Sometimes, one moment, he might be having a good conversation, but the next moment, he might blow up the head of the opposite dog.

If it weren't for the young man's great luck, representing the future of the human race, Xiao Chen would probably slap him to death.

This is why Xiao Chen is known as the most difficult emperor to deal with.

It's all about feel.

The old man blushed and felt a little aggrieved. Just because he didn't like it, could he slap someone with a big slap for this reason?

The old man looked at the saint and said, "What about him? Why did you agree to this woman following you, and she is not from China."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes: "Crazy, he looks so cute, he looks good, I don't protect beautiful women, do I protect you, a bad old man? You idiot."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he greeted the two women and walked towards the door.

What happened in this house was like a farce, and in the end it was like a farce in Xiao Chen, ending with a hammer.

The rest of the room, one old and one young, the young man still had a smile on his face, but his nails had already dug into his flesh fiercely.

He who was slapped was not as indifferent as he appeared on the surface.

He didn't even realize that black silk threads flashed across his face, carrying an extremely evil aura.

...

"The wind today is very noisy." Walking on the Gobi, Xiao Chen was at a loss for words.

Jin Xiangyu couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling coquettishly: "Where is the wind coming from?"

Xiao Chen smiled, closed his eyes, and said mysteriously: "Listen."

The saint was also a little curious, she closed her eyes like Xiao Chen, and carefully felt the changes in the world.

But she couldn't feel anything at all, above the Gobi, it was as desolate as ever.

Jin Xiangyu looked into the distance, her expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, even the saint felt a little abnormal, she seemed to have really heard a little bit of wind.

"The millennium period, why is it a few days earlier?" Jin Xiangyu's voice was hoarse.

Xiao Chen looked at the night, picked up a woman in one hand, and rushed into the distance at top speed.