The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

No one answered Xiao Chen, they just tightened the reins and gripped the sword.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Xiao Chen started to run, and the ground trembled rhythmically following the sound of footsteps.

The huge city gate collapsed suddenly, under this violent force, it was as brittle as a piece of rotten wood.

With the rest of the cavalry, Xiao Chen rushed towards the most majestic and tallest building in the city.

February twenty-four.

Burning Moon Black City.

before dark.

The sky was dark, darker than it seemed at any time of the day.

A group of people who were about to die rushed to kill in this darkness, it was so cold that even their blood seemed to have frozen.

They want to rush.

How far can they go? Where should I rush? How far would it take to break the anger in my heart?

Who can answer these questions for them?

No one can answer for them, so they can only rush until they die, or the other party dies.

...

The wind is fast and cold, very fast, extremely cold.

Because he is on a high place, at the highest point in Liaoyue City.

Here stands a young man, pale and smiling.

He smiled and looked at everything in the city. He is the ruler here, the Lord of Liaoyue City.

He likes others to call him Young Master Liaoyue, because this name is nice and can declare his status.

Young Master Liao Yue likes women, especially beautiful women.

Of course, men like beautiful women.

But Mr. Liaoyue felt that all the beautiful women in the world should be his own, because he felt that he was strong enough.

If you can't get it, it doesn't matter, then go grab it.

A middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion stood beside him respectfully.

"He said they were all here to die?" The young man laughed.

"Yes." The middle-aged man also laughed.

Maybe their smiles mean something different.

But Young Master Liao Yue thought that they meant the same thing when they laughed, "Those stupid ants."

"You think it's funny too, don't you?" The young man waved his hand lightly.

A group of beautiful women slowly came out from the hall behind them.

Although they were all smiling, they were as stiff as walking dead.

Good wine, delicious food, and beauties are really a great joy in life.

The middle-aged people did find it funny, but the meaning of the smile was different.

"I think we're going to die today." The middle-aged man smiled more and more happily, and looked at the women who looked like walking corpses.

Young Master Liao Yue's complexion suddenly changed, his handsome face suddenly turned ferocious.

"boom!"

The body of the middle-aged man suddenly flew out.

It hit the pillar heavily, and the pillar collapsed.

Blood gushes out.

The middle-aged man was still smiling, looking at those women: "You are saved."

Young Master Liao Yue laughed again, and moved his fingers lightly.

The middle-aged man seemed to be pinched by the neck by an invisible hand, and his whole body was lifted up.

"I should be good to you, why do you want me to die?" Young Master Liao Yue was a little puzzled.

The middle-aged man's face turned purple, and he touched the back of his buttocks tremblingly.

There is a wine gourd there.

He wanted to take a sip of wine, he wanted the cold wine to warm his cold body.

But he has run out of energy.

"You are not a real demon, and a demon is not like you." The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth curled up with a last trace of sarcasm, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Young Master Liao Yue threw away the middle-aged man's body and clapped his hands.

He suddenly grabbed the neck of the woman beside him, and his face became hideous like a ghost.

"Tell me, what is a demon?"

Even though the woman was strangled, she still smiled, but she did not answer this question.

The sky is getting darker, the evening bell has already rang, and the aroma of porridge and rice is wafting from the Xiangji Kitchen in the backyard.

Several beautiful maids are preparing dinner for the evening.

Of course Mr. Liao Yue doesn't need to eat, but he likes to eat, especially when he is with a group of beauties.

Young Master Liaoyue saw the woman's face in his hand turn purple, and let go of his hand in distress.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't know, so I don't know, let's go eat!"

Young Master Liaoyue looked at the "lively" city, and snapped his fingers lightly.

In the darkness, a large number of figures jumped up at a high speed.

...

In the city, the cavalry led by Xiao Chen charged straight towards the tallest building in Liaoyue City.

They encountered a lot of obstacles.

A large number of soldiers blocked their way.

Xiao Chen rarely took action, because the men behind him needed blood to wash away their anger.

Only when encountering a cultivator, Xiao Chen would kill him.

People are walking less and less, more and more blood.

In the end, there were only a dozen or so people standing in front of the City Lord's Mansion, and Xiao Chen who took the lead.

Xiao Chen looked back and saw that the entire army was almost wiped out.

Xiao Chen cracked his mouth and laughed: "Actually, I don't really like to care about these things. The appearance of all living beings, the acting of all living beings, and all the states of the world can't be all beautiful."

These rough guys couldn't understand what Xiao Chen was saying, because they didn't stand high enough.

They only know that there is revenge for revenge, and revenge for hatred.

Xiao Chen slowly untied the white cloth covering Lian Cangsheng.

"But I really like you people, and I also like Jianghu."

Xiao Chen looked at the huge City Lord's Mansion, and grabbed the handle of the knife.

"That's why I think I should help you to complete the final journey. You can't all die here, otherwise, who will tell the future stories to the younger generations?"

Xiao Chen gently raised his hand to pity the common people, and a large number of strange patterns emerged on his body.

"Blood shock."

A dazzling blood-red light burst out from the tip of the knife.

In the city, the blood that flows seems to have received some kind of mysterious call.

The blood came alive, they neighed, roared, gathered together, and turned into a big blood bird.

It rushed to the place where Xiao Chen was, with a bloody aura.

The entire Liaoyue City suddenly lit up.

Red blood light illuminates every dark corner.

The civilians leaned out of the room, and seeing this scene of annihilation, they all knelt down and prayed non-stop.

But they don't know that sometimes, destruction is the beginning of rebirth.

The huge blood bird rushed straight.

"go."

The huge blood bird streaked across the city lord's mansion, broke through the darkness, rushed to the sky, and finally turned into a beautiful blood-colored firework.

With a glimpse, life is like a dream.

Under this beauty, the City Lord's Mansion exploded.

Among the ruins, only one table, a table of good food, a group of beautiful women, and Mr. Liao Yue remained.

Young Master Liao Yue waved his hand lightly, and the cracked veil around him suddenly dissipated.

He smiled, stood up from the chair, and bowed respectfully to Xiao Chen.

"Can I finish this meal?"