The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Yuchiba pulled out the dagger stuck in his palm, and a black air spread along his palm towards his whole body at a high speed.

"Cough cough."

Yuchiba spit out a mouthful of black blood, "It really is a bunch of rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs."

Leng Xiaolu supported Yuchiba's crumbling body, tears streaming down his face: "Yuchiba, how are you doing?"

Yuchiba pushed Leng Xiaolu away and smiled at him: "Xiaolu, run quickly, I can live a little longer, I was poisoned by that turtle son, and I can't live anymore."

After speaking, he took out a palm-sized stone carving from his bag and threw it to Leng Xiaolu.

"If you can escape, give the seal stone inscription to my family."

After finishing speaking, Yuchiba's whole body burst into golden light, like a small sun rising on the top of the mountain, which was unusually dazzling in this dark and silent river.

Yuchiba roared like a lunatic, and ran towards the old man who was sucking Gongshumeng's blood.

"boom."

The old man was knocked upside down by Yuchiba and flew out.

"Roar!"

The voice of the old man howling like a wolf came from afar.

The golden light on Yuchiba's body dissipated, and the black energy spreading from his palm had already reached his face, Yuchiba smiled miserably.

From the dead Gongshu Mengbao, he took out an identical stone carving and threw it to Leng Xiaolu.

Yuchiba gave Leng Xiaolu a thumbs up: "Xiaolu..."

"Cough cough."

Big mouthfuls of black blood kept pouring out from Yuchiba's mouth.

"You look...ahem...so pretty...I...ahem...I really like you."

"run."

This was the last word Yuchiba uttered.

Leng Xiaolu burst into tears holding the two stone carvings. That big boy who always likes to lift his skirt will never come back again.

"Meow~"

The big white cat that had been protecting Leng Xiaolu licked Leng Xiaolu's face affectionately, then lay down on the ground, motioning for Leng Xiaolu to ride on its back.

Leng Xiaolu turned over and lay on the big white cat's back, his head buried deeply into the big cat's soft back, his shoulders twitched non-stop.

Just when the big white cat was about to leave, a figure rushed towards Leng Xiaolu like a ghost.

It was the old man who was knocked into the air by Yuchiba earlier.

The big white cat howled mournfully, and ran down the mountain with Leng Xiaolu.

But the old man's speed was really too fast, the big cat was punched on the head by the old man before it could take a few steps, turning into little stars and dissipating between the sky and the earth.

Leng Xiaolu was thrown and flew out, and when he got up, the old man was already in front of him.

A little black boy stood in front of Leng Xiaolu, bowed his body, his hair exploded, and a warning sound came from his throat.

"Little."

Leng Xiaolu picked up the kitten and put it on his shoulder.

Leng Xiaolu held two blue civet beads in his hands, his body trembling non-stop.

This can't be blamed on Leng Xiaolu's timidity. The old man who has become a zombie in front of him is a master of the wandering realm.

After turning into a zombie, the old man's power speed has skyrocketed. If he hadn't lost his sanity, the old man might have the ability to wrestle with the big boss of the sky-shattering realm.

The old man's emerald green eyes glowed greedily, and the blood flowing from the wound on Leng Xiaolu's body made him salivate.

Although he has lost his wisdom, his intuition about blood tells him that if he drinks this person's blood, his strength will be greatly increased, and he may even be promoted directly.

The old man's big mouth bit straight towards Leng Xiaolu's neck. The huge coercion emanating from the old man made Leng Xiaolu unable to move, making him stunned in place like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Dragon travels the world." A cold voice sounded.

Just when Leng Xiaolu was about to die, a white figure with a ray of light hit the old man directly, and the old man flew out again.

A general in white armor with a silver gun in his hand and a white horse in his lap appeared in front of Leng Xiaolu, who was the one who walked out of the black mist earlier.

The general's face was covered by the helmet, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were not as cold as before.

The general pulled up Leng Xiaolu who was still in a daze, and hugged him in his broad arms.

The general pulled the reins, the white horse neighed, a black mist floated out of his eyes, and the white horse galloped down the mountain in the air.

"boom!"

At this time, there was an explosion in the air, and then the whole body of the white horse flew upside down.

The white horse turned into dots of starlight and dissipated in the air.

The general floated back to the top of the mountain with Leng Xiaolu in his arms, and the figure of the old man reappeared.

"My general! Need help?"

At this time, a teasing voice sounded from the tile house.

A groom official was standing under the eaves, smiling silly at the general, and behind him stood the bride in a phoenix crown and Xiapei.

The bride gave the general a blessing from a distance, even though the general didn't even look at them.

"Explore."

With a wave of the silver spear in the general's hand, a huge black thorn appeared on the top of the mountain.

Huge ground thorns instantly covered the entire top of the mountain, and these ground thorns formed a circle, with a large trap and a small circle enclosing the general and Leng Xiaolu in the middle.

"You want to kill people, ah! It's not right to kill ghosts."

The voice of the groom's dissatisfaction came from behind, and the bridegroom floated into the air with the bride in his arms, looking like a crowd eating melons.

"My general! When did you become interested in women?"

The groom officer looked at Leng Xiaolu and joked.

The general turned his head and glanced coldly at the groom floating in the air, and said, "He's a man."

"puff."

Hearing the general's words, the groom officer almost fell headfirst from mid-air, and the groom officer stared closely at Leng Xiaolu's face.

Finally he said a word: "Such a man is not bad."

At this time, the old man other than the ground thorns hit the ground thorns in front of him frantically, and every time he hit, one of the ground thorns would be knocked into the air.

If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the old man comes to them.

The general looked at the mad old man coldly, and the bright silver gun in his hand suddenly came out.

The bright silver gun shot at the old man's head at a high speed, and there were bursts of explosion sounds in the air, and the entire space where the bright silver gun passed had an unreal sense of distortion.

The next moment, the general's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already beside the bright silver gun.

As soon as the general grasped the galloping spear, a black air flow overflowed from the general.

These airflows enveloped the spear, and a huge and ferocious black snake head formed in front of the general.

The snake's head spat out scarlet letters, and there was no trace of emotion in the khaki vertical pupils.

"Seven snakes."

The general's low voice sounded.

Seven Snakes, Tanpan, anyone who has played Guardian Jiange should know whose move it is.