The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The girl should have been injured not too long ago, the blood in her whole body has not been drained, and she still has her last breath left.

Xiao Chen reached into his mouth and took out a petal.

Only the nine petals in the center of the blood lotus can be used by Xiao Chen, and the rest can only be used to save people.

Of course, if Xiao Chen knew how to make alchemy, he could still make a batch of top-quality pills with the blood lotus.

The key is that Xiao Chen really doesn't know how to make alchemy, so now he can only recklessly eat the blood lotus.

If an alchemy master saw it, he would probably be so angry that he would bump his head to death.

The blood lotus gradually took effect on the girl, the wound gradually healed, and her breathing stabilized.

Xiao Chen hugged the girl and left the bloody pit.

"Is there any living things in this ghost place?"

Xiao Chen thought of the scar on the girl's neck, which was obviously caused by being bitten.

"Um?"

While Xiao Chen was walking, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a small dirt bag. There was a stone tablet in front of the little dirt bag, which looked like a tomb.

This aroused Xiao Chen's interest, which idiot buried corpses in the small world he avoided?

What's the difference between this and an ordinary person burying a dead person in his own home.

The small soil bag is not big, surrounded by withered weeds, it looks a bit bleak.

A line of strange words was written on the gray tombstone-like stele.

The text was crooked, and Xiao Chen couldn't understand it, but a mysterious force fluctuated and danced in front of the tombstone.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to caress the words, and gently closed his eyes to feel the meaning of the words.

But all the words that have appeared are things recognized by the world, and they have left their marks on the world.

Even if Xiao Chen couldn't understand it, he could feel it, and there was that mysterious fluctuation that could help Xiao Chen.

A strange picture appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.

A man was squatting in front of the stone tablet, holding a hammer and a drill in his hand, beating on the stone tablet.

A person, Xiao Chen didn't even know whether this should be called a person.

Because this person had no skin, the bright red muscle stripes all over his body were clearly visible, and the blood dripped on the ground.

A tragic and desolate aura came from the skinless man, carrying deep sadness.

One by one, clear words appeared on the stone tablet following the beating of the skinless man.

Xiao Chen felt the meaning of that line smoothly.

"White Tiger, one of the Four Elephants, died in the 444th year of Shinto."

Xiao Chen gently withdrew his hand from touching the stele, and the image in his mind also disappeared.

"Four Elephant White Tigers?"

Isn't the four elephants the green dragon, the white tiger, the red bird, and the basalt? These are legendary holy beasts, which have been passed down from generation to generation in China's mythology system.

As for the specific time when the four images appeared, there seems to be no specific conclusion.

Now it seems that it should be the year of Shinto recorded on the tombstone.

It's just that Shinto, which era is it?

Fengshen? Prehistoric? These distant eras do not seem to have recorded such year names, or even more distant ancient times, ancient times, or even the beginning of chaos.

"It's interesting to dare to use the word Shinto as the year name!"

Xiao Chen muttered, and continued to move forward. After walking a few steps, he saw another small grave.

There is still a tombstone in front of the grave, and there is still a line of writing on the tombstone.

"Patriarch Minghe, the master of the Asura Way, died in the 444th year of Shinto."

"Although I haven't heard of this character, it sounds like a very powerful person."

Xiao Chen muttered, and began to subconsciously search for such small graves.

Sure enough, there was another small grave not far away.

"Yin Tianzi, the master of hell, died in the 444th year of Shinto."

Xiao Chen frowned, could this ghostly place be a cemetery? Buried a group of fallen bosses?

Xiao Chen continued walking, and sure enough, every few steps he walked, he could see a small grave mound, and the characters carved on these mound mounds were also varied.

Some Xiao Chen knew, and some didn't.

"Qinglong, one of the four elephants, died in the 444th year of Shinto."

"The master of the Hungry Ghost Way, Tao Thao, died in the 444th year of Shinto."

"Xianlong Xing was able to clear the sea and died in the 444th year of Shinto."

"Lie Yan Xinghuo Lord Yantian, died in the 444th year of Shinto."

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"Huh?" Xiao Chen was a little surprised: "What the hell, there are alien friends."

Looking all the way down, Xiao Chen was dazzled.

Although the buried creatures are different, they all have one thing in common, they all died in the 444th year of Shinto.

Xiao Chen scratched his head, "Could it be that this year, sparks collided with the earth, and so many big bosses died."

Xiao Chen habitually complained a few words, stretched out his hand and flicked lightly on one side of the open space.

The earth split open instantly, and the land surged up.

There is no divine blood or other things left behind, it seems that these creatures are just buried here.

"It's interesting, the earth is getting more and more interesting." Xiao Chen smiled.

I always thought that the Great Desolate Era was the ceiling of the earth's power, but now it seems that there is a more mysterious and ancient existence!

Xiao Chen continued to move forward, unfolding his consciousness, trying to search around to see if there were any living people.

In Xiao Chen's arms, the girl who had eaten the blood lotus and had been in a deep sleep state moved her long eyelashes at this moment.

The girl slowly opened her eyes, and she saw Xiao Chen's smile.

"The little girl is so cute!"

A voice entered the girl's ear, and then her cheek was pulled.

The girl's eyes were a little dazed, as if she didn't know what happened.

"Oh? Stupid?"

With a flick of his fingers, Xiao Chen gave the girl a resounding brain crash.

Tears of pain burst out from the girl's eyes in an instant, and the sudden severe pain brought the dazed girl back to her senses.

As if recalling what happened, the girl's eyes were full of horror, and she desperately crawled into Xiao Chen's arms, like a frightened kitten.

Generally speaking, Xiao Chen was very gentle towards girls.

Xiao Chen patted the girl's head lightly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing can hurt you."

As he said that, Xiao Chen also stuffed the fat orange cat lying on his right shoulder into the girl's arms.

Fat Ju was still sleeping, but after being woken up, he stared at Xiao Chen and the girl innocently.

Feeling the fat orange fleshy body, the warm body, and Xiao Chen's comfort, the girl gradually calmed down.

Xiao Chen originally wanted to put the girl on the ground, but the girl held on to Xiao Chen's clothes tightly and refused to let go of whatever she said.

Xiao Chen smiled helplessly, and asked: "What happened, don't worry, just speak slowly."

The girl sniffled, remembering what had happened.

Perhaps thinking of the horror, he unconsciously increased his strength.

As a result, Fat Ju, who was hugged by her, stuck out his strangled tongue, waving a pair of fleshy claws in the air desperately.

I went to sleep all night yesterday, hehe...don't worry about these details.