The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Xiao Long'er, what is emphasized here is one, democracy, equality, and freedom. In the future, don't make people kneel down at every turn."

Xiao Chen stood at the intersection, talking non-stop to the black knife on his shoulder, if he didn't explain clearly, according to Jail Dragon's temperament, he might make something wrong.

At this time the night was already dark, Xiao Chen was talking to himself at the intersection like a psychopath, if someone saw him, he would probably think that this guy came out of some psychiatric hospital.

At this time, a whirlwind blew up out of thin air, spinning around Xiao Chen non-stop.

The wind blew very strangely, looking at the surrounding scene, the trees didn't move at all, it seemed that only Xiao Chen had this wind.

The temperature dropped suddenly at this moment, and ice crystals even appeared on the grass next to Xiao Chen.

"presumptuous."

The prison dragon's figure emerged from the black knife with an extremely cold expression.

A phantom of a black giant dragon instantly formed behind the prison dragon, and the huge coercion instantly crushed the yin wind.

"Little ghost, dare to offend the Great Emperor." Prison Dragon's cold voice spread out.

Xiao Chen frowned, and suddenly remembered that today was Mo Xiaoxiao's soul-returning night.

Xiao Chen stopped the dragon who was about to run away and said in a low voice: "Little Longer, don't be angry, don't be angry, this is how it happened."

Xiao Chen patiently talked about Mo Xiaoxiao's affairs, and finally made a swearing promise that this was the last time he meddled in his own business, so he persuaded the Prison Dragon who was about to go berserk.

Xiao Chen looked around, and at this moment, the dark wind that was suppressed by the prison dragon blew up again, and this wind entangled Xiao Chen incessantly.

A vaguely visible woman's face appeared and disappeared in the dark wind.

When Mo Xiaoxiao died, her three souls and seven souls should have completely dissipated, completely losing contact with this world.

But Xiao Chen forced Mo Xiaoxiao to generate resentment, hoping that with the help of strong resentment, Mo Xiaoxiao could turn into a fierce ghost.

Moreover, Xiao Chen also left the imprint of Mo Xiaoxiao's resentment on him, so that when Mo Xiaoxiao returned to his soul at night, he would definitely come to seek revenge on him.

As long as Mo Xiaoxiao turns into a fierce ghost, Xiao Chen will have a way to restore Mo Xiaoxiao's clarity, and then stay in the world.

In this way, Wang Duoduo, the little idiot, will have a home, and he doesn't have to trouble himself all the time.

Xiao Chen looked up at the sky, it was already midnight, and the life-threatening ghost was about to appear.

Xiao Chen quickened his pace and ran towards home.

It was already late at night, and the family members probably had already rested, so Xiao Chen unscrupulously broke into the courtyard with a bleak wind.

Xiao Chen took the lead to come to his reclining chair. This is the "Mother and Son Gathering Array", where the mother array is located.

Xiao Chen directly inserted the black knife into the eyes of the formation, and said in his mouth: "Little Long'er, let me be wronged for a while, just stay here, and when I have free time, I will go find a treasure land and set up a large formation for you to repair the blade."

The slender and tall figure of the prison dragon reappeared, and the prison dragon stood beside Heidao.

Looking at the surrounding area which was already billowing with black mist at this time, and resisting a slap to kill this blind kid, Prison Dragon nodded helplessly at Xiao Chen.

At this time, the dark wind around Xiao Chen had blown into a black vortex, and screams of ghosts could not stop coming out of the black mist.

A woman with disheveled hair and full of resentment gradually became clear in the black mist.

The woman's figure kept spinning with the black mist, making it unpredictable.

The dense black fog, the woman's elusive figure, and the piercing screams from time to time, if this scene is seen by ordinary people, they will definitely be scared to pee on the spot.

Faced with this picture, Xiao Chen just rolled his eyes, the black air in his hand suddenly burst out, Xiao Chen's figure suddenly jumped up, and pressed straight to a position in the black mist.

"ah!"

An extremely shrill scream sounded, and then Xiao Chen's figure suddenly rushed out of the black mist.

Along with Xiao Chen's figure, there was a white figure rushing out, Xiao Chen's hand pressed tightly on the white figure's neck.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen pressed this figure to the ground heavily, and said a little annoyed: "You're fucking wronged, you woke up the sleeping people at home, I'll beat you to death."

"Giggle..."

A strange sound that made one's scalp tingle came from the throat of the woman on the ground, and the woman's scarlet eyes stared closely at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen looked at the woman or the former Mo Xiaoxiao, and shook his head with some pity.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoxiao's whole body was full of resentment, her face was covered in black and blue, and bright red blood vessels like earthworms covered her entire face, making her look hideous.

Looking at Mo Xiaoxiao in this state, Xiao Chen shook his head, who would have thought that she was such a gentle, virtuous, and beautiful woman before she was alive.

Sure enough, the power of hating this kind of thing is really frightening, it can turn such a gentle woman into what she is now.

Xiao Chen thought of Luo Xiansi again, that fat little girl who loves to eat snacks, and hoped that she would not lose herself in hatred.

"Giggle..."

That kind of scalp-numbing sound kept ringing out, Xiao Chen was sighing, he was too noisy, and his backhand was two big ear slaps.

"Why are you arguing with Nima?"

The current Mo Xiaoxiao is just a monster controlled by resentment, Xiao Chen won't feel bad even if he slaps him a few times.

"Xiaoxiao."

Wang Nanxu choked up his sobs, and seeing the hideous ghost who was pinned down by Xiao Chen and couldn't move, Wang Nanxu burst into tears.

Wang Nanxu walked towards Mo Xiaoxiao, and kept wiping the tears off his face.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I should count it. Your fate is not good, and it will be difficult in the past few years. I shouldn't leave you, I shouldn't."

Wang Nanxu walked up to Mo Xiaoxiao sadly, and gently stroked Mo Xiaoxiao's face covered with bright red blood vessels.

Tears dripped down Mo Xiaoxiao's face.

As if feeling something, Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly glowed red in the face of her longing lover.

The resentment in Mo Xiaoxiao's whole body became more and more intense, Xiao Chen frowned looking at Wang Nanxu.

You are a heartless person who "abandoned his wife and son" in name, and now that you appear in front of Mo Xiaoxiao, isn't that adding salt to Mo Xiaoxiao's wound?

Now Wang Nanxu's role, besides aggravating Mo Xiaoxiao's resentment, what else can it do?

Influence a ghost with love? It was all shown on TV. If you do this in reality, you will be playing with a flashlight in a latrine and looking for death.

Xiao Chen kicked Wang Nanxu's upright ass, and Wang Nanxu was kicked flying.

"Things that are less successful than failures." Xiao Chen muttered.

In the eyes of ordinary practitioners, a resentful ghost like Mo Xiaoxiao has only two endings, either to be wiped out and lose the last trace of contact with this world, or to keep sucking up resentment to strengthen himself and become a scourge.

But who is Xiao Chen, the majestic emperor, Xiao Chen has a hundred ways to restore Mo Xiaoxiao to sanity.

Xiao Chen looked at Mo Xiaoxiao who was struggling non-stop on the ground, and said jokingly: "Did you know your fate, you met me."