The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The old ape grabbed the blue dragon's tail and began to wave it wildly.

And since the old ape appeared, Qinglong's resentment became more and more intense, as if he had a grudge with the old ape.

The huge body of the green dragon wrapped itself around the body of the old ape, and the two giant beasts reaching the sky started a power struggle here.

A willow leaf fell from the sky, Bai Ziyan and the others looked at the giant ape and the green dragon, their faces pale.

How can monks compete with such a thing.

"What is this?" Shui Shengsheng hugged Xiao Chen, instinctively protecting Xiao Chen.

There was a little girl in Xiao Chen's arms, and Xiao Chen was hugged by Shui Shengsheng again, this look was a little funny.

"Put me down." Xiao Chen struggled helplessly.

Shui Shengsheng reluctantly put Xiao Chen on the ground.

Xiao Chen handed the little girl and Liusu Mingyue to Shui Shengsheng, then looked at the old ape and said, "Beast cultivator, a half-step beast cultivator with endless gods."

This old ape has lived for an unknown amount of time, and the hair on his body has turned white.

Beast cultivators are almost invincible at the same level, except for warriors.

This old ape has undergone countless years of precipitation, and his strength is unfathomable.

Such an old ape is probably already the top group of creatures in this boundary.

The corpse of the green dragon supported by resentment would probably be torn to pieces by the old ape sooner or later.

"You stay here, if you go on, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you."

Xiao Chen waved his arm lightly, and willow leaves surrounded everyone.

"Chenchen, I'll help you." Bai Ziyan stepped on the flying sword, wanting to be with Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "Staying here well is doing me the greatest favor."

Xiao Chen lifted the rusty iron chain beside him, and walked towards the collapsed Qingyun Road.

Long Yan was dragged by Xiao Chen like a dog, and there was a rope tied around Long Yan's waist.

On the other end of the rope was a willow leaf, on which were three beautiful corpses.

"Are you happy to be home?"

Looking at Long Yan, Xiao Chen bared his teeth and asked cheerfully.

Long Yan didn't dare to say anything, just lowered his head and crawled forward with hands and feet.

He occasionally looked up at the sky, his eyes full of madness.

Xiao Chen stopped beside the woman who was tortured by insects, of course Xiao Chen knew her, the only woman who survived and was released to report.

The woman looked at Xiao Chen, her dull eyes suddenly burst into an astonishing brilliance.

"You have enmity with Star Dragon Sect?" Xiao Chen asked.

The woman opened her mouth, and black maggots kept falling down.

"My...my...my...sister died here."

The woman was talking hard, her voice was a little fuzzy, and it seemed that these bugs had already started to eat her throat.

There were blood and tears in the woman's eyes, and she looked at Long Yan, who looked like an old dog, full of resentment.

Xiao Chen tore off the magic weapon that bound the woman, and gently raised her hand. Under her skin, there were countless maggots wriggling.

Xiao Chen handed the chain into her hand: "Follow me."

"Okay." The woman pulled the iron chain fiercely, and staggered behind Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was not walking fast, and the woman was just able to keep up.

"What's your name?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Zhao Lianyue, my sister's name is Zhao Lianxing." The woman smiled, and when she mentioned the word "sister", her eyes always flashed with brilliance.

"Better than my name, that bastard author doesn't know why he would give me such a bad name." Xiao Chen complained a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Lianyue smiled softly twice, she hadn't laughed for many years.

This road is very long, Zhao Lianyue walked very hard, her body was failing as she walked, those disgusting bugs had already hollowed out her body.

Zhao Lianyue's vitality was rapidly passing away, and death was already waving to her.

But Zhao Lianyue didn't intend to stop, she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

...

When he reached two-thirds of Qingyun Road, Xiao Chen could no longer feel Zhao Lianyue's vitality.

Xiao Chen knew that this poor girl had already left.

But the girl's footsteps did not stop, she just followed Xiao Chen like this, even if she died.

"Let me sing a song for you."

Xiao Chen didn't look back, nor did he dare to look back.

Xiao Chen was almost never afraid of anything, but now Xiao Chen was a little scared, afraid that he would turn around and see Zhao Lianyue's appearance.

Afraid to see that lovely face, afraid to see those bleeding eyes.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as if you agreed. I don't sing very well, but don't hold it against me. Just listen to it."

Xiao Chen babbled, cleared his throat and began to sing.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky. The evening wind blows the sound of willows and flutes, and the setting sun is outside the mountains.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of friends are scattered. A pot of turbid wine is enough to make me happy, don't dream of cold tonight.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are fragrant grasses and green sky. I ask you when you will come here, don't linger when you come..."

This "Farewell" was almost the only song that Xiao Chen took out.

The immature voice resounded between the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth fell into silence, only the sound of singing curled up.

When the sun was setting, Xiao Chen climbed to the top of Qingyun Road.

The red fire burned the clouds, burning half of the sky red, and the red sunset shone on Xiao Chen's face, like blood.

...

Xiao Chen looked up at the sky above, there was a huge platform there, and there were people standing on the platform.

Xiao Chen glanced at them contemptuously, then turned around gently.

Xiao Chen took the chain from Zhao Lianyue's hand, and gently pressed her body down.

Xiao Chen put Zhao Lianyue's body in a sitting position.

Xiao Chen smiled happily, and said to Zhao Lianyue's corpse: "Watching a play, it's always more comfortable to sit and watch."

Xiao Chen took down the three corpses on the willow leaves.

Xiao Chen wanted to press their corpses down, but their corpses were too stiff to bend.

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly: "I have wronged the three sisters, you just stand and watch."

Xiao Chen waved his hand lightly, and the willow leaf swam around the four corpses.

After Xiao Chen finished these, he looked at the sky, the sun was about to set completely.

Xiao Chen smiled, and suddenly pulled out the poisonous soul hanging on the back of his waist, a small purple scorpion jumped onto the back of Xiao Chen's hand,

Xiao Chen suddenly pointed upwards: "Good times and good times, just in time to send you on your way."

The monstrous blood mist rose into the sky and rushed straight into the sky. The sky was dyed blood red in an instant.

Xiao Chen stepped on Duan Longyan's hands and feet.

The howling sound resounded in the world.

As for Long Yuetian on the platform, he just watched all this indifferently, without taking any action.

"You will be the last one to die. I always keep my word."

Looking at Long Yan who was dying from pain, Xiao Chen said indifferently.