The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Hei Feng held up his trotters and looked at Xiao Chen swimming around in the big wooden barrel.

Some doubts asked: "Brother Chen, don't you feel pain?"

Xiao Chen stuck his head out of the potion, tears streaming down his face.

"Do you fucking think I hurt?"

At this time, Hei Feng discovered that the skin on Xiao Chen's body had densely packed tiny cracks.

Through the crack, one can actually see some bright red flesh.

Heifeng's scalp went numb for a while, and he really answered that sentence, if you want to be famous in front of others, you must suffer first.

Which of those great figures with infinite glory didn't come here like this.

Talent can only make your starting point higher than others, but if you don't have an indomitable heart and a will like steel.

Even if you are the darling of heaven, you will eventually be stepped on the ground and rubbed against.

Xiao Chen is the great emperor, people only saw the infinite scenery and power, but they never saw the suffering behind Xiao Chen's back.

Before becoming an emperor, the suffering Xiao Chen suffered on the way of cultivation was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Xiao Chen is truly a man of great perseverance and courage.

Suffering is just a small lesson on Xiao Chen's cultivation path.

"You dead pig, don't read it, sing a song to listen to it, and divert my attention."

Xiao Chen's painful facial features were all twisted together, and now he understood,

Some people would rather be mediocre for the rest of their lives than take martial arts.

This is simply a living skinning hell.

And this is just the beginning.

Heifeng thought carefully for a while, twisted his round buttocks and said, "Brother Chen, I can't sing, how about I give you a pole dance? I watched it on the earth, it was very interesting gone."

"puff……"

Xiao Chen almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Where did you fool around on Earth, you are a pig!"

"What's wrong with pigs, pigs can't watch pole dancing, who made the rules?" Hei Feng's face was full of disdain.

As Heifeng said, he took out a steel pipe from nowhere and stuck it on the edge of the big wooden barrel.

This guy stood up, like a human being, twisting up enchantingly.

"Come on, be merry, I have a lot of time anyway..."

Looking at the enchanting dancing posture and the charming eyes, Xiao Chen almost vomited out the last night's dinner on the spot.

"roll……"

"Come on, play slowly, I'll find you something to eat."

Heifeng looked at Xiao Chen who was about to spit it out, and oiled the soles of his feet very wisely.

Liusu Mingyue wiped away the tears while watching, and touched the mountain god jade with distress.

A burst of green light flashed, and Xiao Chen's skin, which was full of cracks, gradually repaired.

But Xiao Chen screamed like a pig.

"Little ancestor, what are you doing?"

Liusu Mingyue trembled in fright, and almost fell into the medicine barrel.

Liusu Mingyue quickly grabbed Shan Shenyu and stammered, "I...I...I'll repair your body."

"puff……"

This time Xiao Chen really spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The key to tempering the body is to break through and then stand up.

Let the body be broken and fully absorb the effect of the medicine.

This little guy is lucky, a mountain god jade came up and restored the broken body that had just been stimulated by the herbal medicine.

This means that the soaking for so long just now is considered useless.

But Xiao Chen, when he's not insane, his mentality is super good.

Xiao Chen didn't mean to blame Liusu Mingyue at all, and he didn't even bother to explain why he didn't use the Mountain God Jade.

"Pfft... little ancestor, you can go play somewhere else, if there is really no place to go, just dance and sing a song for me."

Liusu Mingyue pouted her small mouth, her face full of grievances, and put away the mountain god jade.

After thinking for a while, he decided to sing a song for the big pervert.

Why not dance? Because this big pervert has very itchy hands and likes to lift up skirts.

"How I wish I could go back to the oil lamp

Turn on the fairy lights

I want to go to that river again

Fish up the dream in the small river

How much I want to climb up the almond tree again

Shake off the golden yellow all over the ground..."

The tassel bright moon sounded like the sound of nature.

She was originally an elf born in the Mountain of No Return. As an elf, Liusu Mingyue was born with a good voice, and of course she has a peerless dancing posture.

Xiao Chen was a little engrossed in listening, and the sting of the potion seemed to have eased a lot.

In the soft singing, Xiao Chen seemed to see the small river in front of the door, the lawn in the fence, and the sycamore tree in the distance.

Xiao Chen seemed to have returned to Minghai City, back home.

At home, the quiet Xiao Manyu reads the comic book, she seems to be serious, maybe she is worrying about the pile of love letters.

My mother was busy in the kitchen, calling my father's name.

Like a silly roe deer, the father rushed out of the study and laughed with his wife.

Goudan sat on the lawn outside the door, surrounded by a group of cats and dogs, she smiled happily, the sun shone on her flawless face, it was shockingly beautiful.

The years are quiet.

"Homesick?" After the song ended, Xiao Chen looked at Liusu Mingyue and asked softly.

Liusu rubbed her little red nose, and nodded slightly.

"When I succeed in cultivation, I'll take you home." Xiao Chen smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"En." Liusu Mingyue nodded obediently.

"By the way, propose marriage to Mr. Shanling, Mr. Green Willow, and those billions of mountain ghosts."

Xiao Chen said cheerfully.

"I hate it, big pervert." Liusu Mingyue blushed with shame, flapped her transparent wings, and ran away without a trace.

"Hey, don't go, the dance hasn't started yet, what color are you wearing today..."

Without Tassel and Mingyue to divert his attention, the terrifying effects of the potion attacked the brain again, causing Xiao Chen's head to burst in pain.

This kind of pain might be unbearable to ordinary monks, but to Xiao Chen, it was not a big deal after all.

It's really nothing to do, Xiao Chen simply howled.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

The feeble howling spread far, far away.

This soak lasted for an hour, and after Xiao Chen became familiar with the pain, he lay in the big wooden barrel and almost fell asleep.

Wu Wudi found all the herbs for tomorrow, and when he came back, he saw a drowsy Xiao Chen.

The small golden body trembled, and one or two drops of golden sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Brother Chen is the only one who can soak up the potion to sleep."

"Wudi, you're back!" Looking at Wu Wudi, Xiao Chen listlessly opened his eyes.

"En." Wu Wudi nodded lightly, jumped onto Xiao Chen's shoulder, and carefully looked at the color of the potion.

"It's almost done, Brother Chen, let's stop here today!"

"That's it." Xiao Chen jumped up all of a sudden.

"Hiss." The movement was too big, the cracks on his body were pulled, and Xiao Chen gasped in pain.

"By the way, Wudi, when you practiced, after soaking in the potion, how do you deal with the cracks in your body?"