The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Looking at the flame of Ruo Ruo Wu, Xuan Yangzi asked curiously: "Master, what kind of flame is this?"

The old Dao nodded slightly: "It should be the legendary karma fire unique to the underworld."

"Karma?" Xiaoshan looked curious: "Master, are you talking about the kind of flame that can burn karma?"

The old man nodded, feeling a little: "Rumors that this kind of flame can't be subdued. Now it seems that the rumors are not true. We are just frogs at the bottom of the well."

Xuan Yangzi's forehead was sweating cold, and it was actually a karma fire. If it weren't for the Patriarch, I'm afraid he would be burned by this thing.

After all, the legend of karma fire is too terrifying. According to legend, this kind of flame cannot be extinguished and will continue to burn.

"Let's meet that young man."

The old Tao took Xiaoshan and floated down from the sky, while Xuan Yangzi carefully followed behind.

...

Xiao Chen stared closely at the blue sky, frowning deeply.

Xiaoshuang, who was eating candied haws, was a little curious, because it was the first time she saw Xiao Chen frowning her brows.

In her heart, Xiao Chen was the kind of person who smiled when the sky fell. He never seemed to worry about anything.

But now, Xiao Chen frowned.

Xiaoshuang knew that it must have something to do with the sound of thunder just now.

Strange to say, this sunny day, there was a sound of thunder for no reason.

"Master, is there something bad?" Xiaoshuang said as she passed the remaining candied haws to Liu Su Mingyue, she couldn't bear the sweetness anymore.

"You can't go back!" Liu Su Mingyue quickly took the candied haws and licked each hawthorn with his small tongue. The greedy appearance was really speechless.

Xiao Chen glanced at Xiaoshuang strangely: "Aren't you going to be infinite? Even if you're just a half-hearted, infinite, you should be able to hear that it wasn't the sound of thunder just now."

"Ah!" Xiaoshuang lowered her head a little embarrassedly, her thoughts were all on Xiao Chen, so she didn't have the time to pay attention to other things.

"You girl." Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, and walked forward carrying the candied haws stick.

"My son, it's not thunder, what is it?" Xiaoshuang asked curiously.

"Roar." Xiao Chen said as he entered a small noodle restaurant on the side of the street.

Anyone who is familiar with Xiao Chen knows that Xiao Chen will eat noodles only when there is a worry or big action, and will always only eat a bowl of clear water noodles.

"Roar?" Xiaoshuang was puzzled by some Zhang Er monks.

"A bowl of clear water noodles, don't put anything." Xiao Chen dropped a piece of gold at will and came to the corner of the noodle restaurant.

The little second-hand took the gold in a hurry, and his face was pale in fright. How can anyone pay the bill with gold for noodles? Isn't this a fault?

"You will be rewarded for the rest." Seeing Xiao Er's embarrassed look, Xiao Chen waved his hand boldly.

Xiao Er couldn't believe it. After confirming that he had heard it right, he almost didn't jump up.

"Order what you want to eat." After Xiao Chen explained to Xiaoshuang, he sat in his seat and closed his eyes to calm himself.

Xiaoshuang consciously ordered a serving of clear water noodles.

The face came quickly, which is the advantage of being rich.

Xiao Er looked at the two bowls of noodles with clear broth and water, and really didn't understand, is the taste of rich people so special these days?

Of course Xiao Er didn't bother Xiao Chen too much.

Xiao Chen picked up the noodles and sucked them into his mouth one by one, horribly slow.

Xiaoshuang did a good job, but it turned out that the noodles were really hard to swallow. Apart from the fragrance of green vegetables, there was no other taste.

"How could the son like to eat this kind of food?" Xiaoshuang asked in a puzzled manner.

Xiao Chen didn't want to answer, just sucking the noodles one by one.

Time passed slowly. I don't know when, the hustle and bustle of the noodle shop suddenly became quiet.

Even the guests who peeped at Xiaoshuang from time to time were gone, and even the diligent little Er was gone.

The air in the noodle shop was quiet and terrible, but when I looked up, the streets were still crowded and bustling.

The strange thing is that the hustle and bustle on the street seems to have nothing to do with this noodle shop. I don't know when this place seems to have become another time and space.

"The son." Xiaoshuang frowned, and the air machine around her body moved, and the air in the entire noodle restaurant instantly dropped to freezing point.

Xiao Chen did not respond, but quietly ate the noodles that had bottomed out.

However, what made Xiaoshuang feel terrified was that the temperature of the noodle shop had unexpectedly recovered.

You know, she is a godless strength, although she is a half-hearted person, but it is also godless, not a kind of vegetable chicken like the first stage of the gods.

Being able to break her aura in silence, the strength of the opposite is probably not imaginable.

"Eat your noodles." Seeing Xiaoshuang's nervousness, Xiao Chen muttered a little angry.

"Oh!" Xiaoshuang bulged her cheeks, a little wronged.

When Xiao Chen finished eating the last piece of noodles and put down his chopsticks, an old man with a kind-faced face sat opposite Xiao Chen.

It came silently, like a ghost.

There were two people standing behind Lao Dao, it was Xiao Shan who was slapped by Xiao Chen's spirit stone, and Xuan Yangzi who was slapped.

Xiao Chen raised his eyelids, just to meet Xiaoshan's gaze, Xiaoshan made a grimace, and said the word "rascal" in the form of his mouth.

Xiao Chen took out the bag he had gotten from Xiaoshan, and threw it in his hand, Xiaoshan was full of anger.

"You didn't bother the son to eat, right?" Old Dao asked with a smile.

"Let's talk about it, what's the matter with that cry?" Xiao Chen asked directly, too lazy to circle around.

Old Dao's expression tightened, and then he smiled awkwardly. He somewhat understood Xiao Chen's character.

"The sky is leaking." The old way sighed helplessly.

Xiao Chen didn't answer the conversation. He caught the tassel Mingyue above his head and pinched it to play.

So old and helpless, this young man doesn't seem to be a friendly person.

The old Dao continued: "Three hundred years ago, on the firmament of Dao, a huge hole suddenly appeared, and some unknown evil creatures often appeared in it."

"Have you checked the origin of these creatures? Which foreign land did they come from?" Xiao Chen said.

Lao Dao looked sad: "After checking, Lao Dao even went to other great worlds and read ancient books, but found nothing. There is no record of this exotic creature."

"If you can find it, there will be ghosts." Xiao Chen stretched out.

Upon hearing these words, the old way looked happy, listening to the meaning of these words, it seemed that Xiao Chen knew the origin of these creatures.

"The son seems to know what?" The old Tao's voice trembled a little, very excited.

This can't be blamed on him, because in the past few hundred years, the big hole has made him sleepless.

If the hole is allowed to expand, I am afraid that the whole world will be gone.