The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The old woman stopped in mid-air, looking down at Bai Ziyan.

"Little girl, a great fortune has fallen on your head."

Bai Ziyan looked at the old woman vigilantly. This old thing had a terrifying aura, which they could not resist.

"Senior, the little girl doesn't want to be rich, she just wants to practice quietly."

It was rare for Bai Ziyan to speak well.

The old woman opened her toothless mouth and laughed.

"You don't have the right to refuse. It's your blessing to be favored by the young suzerain. Prepare yourself. Three days later, the young suzerain will come to welcome you."

"What?"

These words caused an uproar, there is no such thing as a cultivator getting married.

If there is any, it is nothing more than double cultivation by looking at each other, and double cultivation is also a very orthodox way of cultivation.

The old woman looked at everyone's reaction, and smiled inexplicably, with a hint of perverted pleasure on her face.

"You may not know who the young suzerain is, but Star Dragon Sect, you should have heard of it?"

Everyone's face changed dramatically, as the saying goes, have you never seen a pig run before eating pork?

The Star Dragon Sect on the Star Dragon Continent is really too famous.

Because the name of Star Dragon Continent comes from Star Dragon Sect.

A continent named after a sect can explain everything.

"Are you marrying or not?" the old woman looked at Bai Ziyan and asked coldly.

A small white sword suddenly appeared beside Bai Ziyan, and the sword energy lingered away.

Bai Ziyan answered the old woman's words with actions.

"Hehe, people in small places don't have a sense of awe, that's forgivable."

The old woman smiled and moved her fingers.

Three black thunderbolts fell on the head of the second son of Jinghuazong.

Bai Ziyan's expression changed, and the sword energy enveloped everyone, protecting everyone.

"You are the fifteenth wife of the future young suzerain, so I will not touch you naturally, but I can't guarantee these children of yours."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After three violent noises, Bai Ziyan's sword energy barrier was shattered.

Although he blocked three lightning strikes, Bai Ziyan was obviously struggling.

The old woman glanced at Bai Ziyan in surprise: "Sword repair is sword repair, and it really deserves its reputation."

"That's fine, when you consummate the marriage with the young suzerain, the stronger you are, the more likely the young suzerain will break through."

Bai Ziyan gritted her teeth, and shot out the small white sword.

The old woman sneered: "Although the sword cultivator is powerful, you can't pass the hurdle of the realm. You are a person who has just entered the realm of annihilation. What can you use to compete with me for half a step?"

As the old woman spoke, her figure suddenly disappeared.

The afterimage of the old woman swayed among the many disciples, and after the little sword fell, the old woman returned to the original point.

The old woman gave a ferocious smile and clapped her hands lightly.

The third son of Jinghua Sect suddenly fell down.

"Lingling, Xiaoyue, Huarong."

Looking at the fallen son, Bai Ziyan felt as if struck by lightning.

Three lines of blood appeared on their necks, and the blood slowly flowed down.

There were three sons who were talking and laughing before, but suddenly they disappeared.

Bai Zi's whole body was trembling with smoke, and the monstrous sword energy surged like a tidal wave.

The old woman looked at Bai Ziyan like a cat playing with a mouse, and gently raised her hand.

"Which one do you want to die first?"

The old woman raised her eyebrows, looking at Bai Ziyan's cold and beautiful face.

Bai Ziyan withdrew her sword energy, and hugged her dead son weakly.

Sometimes life is such a fucking thing, when you get hit suddenly, you are caught off guard.

Seeing the expression of helplessness and despair on Bai Ziyan's beautiful face, the happy and comfortable smile floated on the old woman's face again.

"Three days later, the young master will come to pick up the bride, and I will send someone to deliver the wedding dress and the like."

"You are a smart man, you know what to do. Of course, you don't want to run away, I will leave two treasure swallowing ships to watch over you."

The old woman said proudly, and her figure slowly disappeared.

Sadness and despair arose on the top of this mountain. Everyone looked at Bai Ziyan and shook their heads gently.

Of course they would not want Bai Ziyan to agree to this ridiculous marriage.

Bai Ziyan looked at the many disciples and smiled miserably.

She can die and be a fearless person, but what about so many children?

People in the arena involuntarily.

...

Do not return to the mountain.

A year passed by in a hurry, and Xiao Chen finally walked out.

Xiao Chen was suppressed for a whole year, and with the help of Shan Ling, he has been walking on the verge of death for a whole year.

Threatened by Xiao Chen's death, the two forces merged together for a long time, and there was no sign of separation.

After fusion, the power gradually stabilized.

The two forces lifted Xiao Chen's body to an unimaginable level.

In particular, the power of the Zombie Lord brought Xiao Chen's body into a state of immortality.

But the price was also obvious, Xiao Chen had fangs growing out of his mouth, and there was only one.

Although it wasn't as long as it was at the beginning, it still made it hard for Xiao Chen to shut up.

If it is forced to close, the tip of the tooth will be slightly exposed.

Of course, with Xiao Chen's extremely cute face, this seemingly long "little tiger teeth" made Xiao Chen even more cute.

Another side effect is that Xiao Chen has always wanted to drink blood and is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

This has transcended the pursuit of food and has become an instinct.

Xiao Chen was sitting in the mountain spring, taking a bath.

There was a small black snake hanging around his neck, and a red butterfly was flying around, landing on the tip of Xiao Chen's nose from time to time.

Liusu Mingyue sat on Xiao Chen's head, pulling Xiao Chen's hair from time to time.

"It's almost bald, why can't you talk about it in another place?"

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes.

Liusu Mingyue puffed her cheeks, and bit Xiao Chen's ear.

"Little bastard, I always like to bite my ears, who did I learn from?"

Xiao Chen's head swung wildly, Liusu Mingyue hung on Xiao Chen's ear, and his body floated in the air following his head.

Seeing from a distance, Lu Liu's face was full of black lines, and she really wanted to go up and beat Xiao Chen to death. How could she like such a "pig" after raising the "Bai Tie" for so many years.

After washing his "butt", Xiao Chen quickly got up from the mountain spring.

Xiao Chen frowned and looked at the blue sky.

The old man came to Xiao Chen's side slowly, and looked at Xiao Chen with relief. The most amazing and talented emperor in history really didn't call him for nothing.

"Thank you, Grandpa, I'm going back."

A bad premonition welled up in Xiao Chen's heart, Xiao Chen knew that something bad might happen.

"Why doesn't the emperor practice here? No matter what resources you want, you can find them in the Mountain of No Return."

The old man was a little bit reluctant, after all he treated Xiao Chen as his grandson-in-law.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "There is no chance of becoming an emperor here, so we must go back."

I will make up for what I owed yesterday