The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

And the surviving people are only more than 5,000 people.

Half of a team of 10,000 people died within an hour or two. Sometimes human lives are not as valuable as imagined.

And what's worse, those who survived may not survive.

Because they are all infected with ghost poison.

The only good news is that the ghost poison they were infected with did not attack immediately.

In other words, the ghost poison they are infected with will have a three-day incubation period.

Xia'er looked at the corpses everywhere, and for some reason, his mood calmed down.

Xia'er picked up a corpse lying beside the crack, and slowly lowered him to the open space.

Xia'er gently tidied up the messy hair and torn clothes for the corpse.

She seemed to want these people to walk with dignity.

The sky did not know when it was raining lightly, and the inexplicable crying sound became more and more clear.

The entire Great Dragon City was filled with a sad atmosphere.

People followed Xia'er and moved all the corpses scattered around together.

Xiao Chen sat in the distance, watching all this quietly.

Liusu Mingyue sat beside Xiao Chen, wiping away tears non-stop.

The earth watered with blood is so coquettish and dazzling.

Xiao Chen's heart was unusually calm.

The crossed eyes, a long journey, will eventually end in the graves of these people.

When the surviving people finished all this, it was already dawn.

The sun, which is rare, showed its head.

The warm sunshine could not dispel the haze of the Great Dragon City.

The dead are lying peacefully on the ground, while the living are suffering more and more. Sometimes this world is so fucked up.

Xiao Chen came to the place where the corpses were piled up, and shook his head gently.

And when Xia'er saw Xiao Chen, finally, the tears she had endured for a long time burst out.

"I want to practice Taoism." Xia'er knelt down in front of Xiao Chen with a plop, and said with a sob.

Xiao Chen stared closely at Xia'er's eyes. In these beautiful eyes, there was no hatred or sadness at this moment, only determination.

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded lightly.

From today, Xia'er became Xiao Chen's second named disciple.

"Senior." Zhang Long came over at this moment.

This iron-blooded man had a tired face and bloodshot eyes.

However, what he is more worried about now is how to deal with these corpses.

Dig a hole and bury it? With so many corpses, it will be a huge project.

Burned? Where to find firewood, it just rained last night.

If you don't deal with it, let the corpses be left like this, not to mention emotionally unbearable, with so many corpses, it may cause a plague by then.

Xiao Chen knew that Zhang Long wanted to ask him, but Xiao Chen did not refuse.

Xiao Chen used the sky-shaking method to absorb the characteristics of objects, sucked a large amount of soil from a distance, and buried the open space where the corpses were placed.

A huge tomb with 5,000 people was buried in Dalong City just like that.

The people who had been calm all this time burst into tears when the huge graves were piled up.

The huge cry spread across the city, spreading far, far away.

In this grave, they buried their friends, family members, and their hopes.

People look into the distance, is there a place for them in this world?

But they may not know that death is already approaching them, and the terrifying ghost poison is lurking in their bodies.

"Come on, come with me, you'll be fine, trust me." Xiao Chen led the surviving people towards the distance.

In this team, a new team of about a thousand people has been added.

They were the ones who were sheltered by Mr. Confucian Temple and lived in the small cave.

When the husband is gone, the home is gone, and they have to go on the road to find a place to live again.

Xiao Chen took them with him.

Facing the sun, Xiao Chen waved his hands towards the distance, there really is a paradise there.

...

Walking is always hard work.

There are always people falling down.

Xiao Chen caught a few huge beasts and let them carry some old, weak, sick and disabled.

Zhang Long was a little nervous these two days, because Xiao Chen's route was their destination.

Zhang Long was afraid of what problems would arise then.

Xiao Chen knew what the worried Zhang Long was thinking, but Xiao Chen didn't say anything.

He has been thinking about how to save these people infected with ghost poison.

Today is the third day, and I'm afraid the ghost poison will attack soon.

Suddenly Xiao Chen remembered something, and that was the antidote refined by the god of death.

This antidote has a half chance of removing the poison from his body.

So can ghost poison also be cured?

Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, there is no other way anyway.

Xiao Chen blasted out a small pond and used a sky-shattering style to attract drinkable water.

Melt the detoxification pill in the jade bottle into the pond.

This is impossible.

There are too many people, so this method can only be used to dilute the detoxification pill. As for the effect, it is up to fate!

After drinking the water in which the detoxification pill was dissolved, the people continued on their way.

Xia'er saw everything Xiao Chen had done and felt grateful.

This time God finally opened his eyes, and until the next morning, no one died from being infected with ghost poison.

In other words, Xiao Chen's antidote worked.

Of course, if the god of death knew that Xiao Chen had used the detoxification pill like this, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood in anger.

Because the raw materials of the detoxification pill are extremely rare, natural treasures that can detoxify hundreds of poisons.

The reason why it didn't have much effect on the poison on Xiao Chen's body was because the poison on Xiao Chen's body was too poisonous.

In fact, the medicinal effect of Jiedu Pill is very strong, to save these people, two or three pills are actually enough.

As a result, Xiao Chen used up ten pills in a bottle, all of which were used up.

Without the problem of ghosts and poisons, the road seems to be smooth again.

On the seventh day, people finally saw a big mountain.

A radiant mountain.

A red fire phoenix hovers and dances on the top of the sacred mountain.

The melodious birdsong spread throughout the world.

The people all knelt down and worshiped the holy mountain with tears streaming down their faces.

"Go home." Xiao Chen laughed.

Xia'er approached Xiao Chen cautiously at this moment.

"Master...Father." Xia'er shouted a little jerky.

After discussion, Zhang Long agreed that Xia'er would switch to Xiao Chen's sect and become a registered disciple.

This was the first time Xia'er called Master Xiao Chen in so many days.

Xiao Chen shook his head, "Master, it's a very heavy word, besides, I have no formal plans to accept apprentices."

"You can call me Mr., Mr. who preaches and accepts karma."

Xia'er didn't know why, but felt a little lost.

"Sir, can you..."

Xiao Chen waved his hand and interrupted Xia Er's words.

Xiao Chen knew what she was going to say, just to tell him not to be a monster here.

Xiao Chen smiled, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"I'm back."