The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"It's good to be back."

Seeing Qin Xuan waving her hand and taking back the silk she had fallen on the grass, Ru Mengxue smiled warmly, stretched out her hands to hug Qin Xuan, and pressed her face against Qin Xuan's chest, feeling the powerful heartbeat. Close your eyes.

Qin Xuan put his hand on Ru Mengxue's back and patted it gently, and the two of them enjoyed this tenderness.

The breeze blew through the hair of Qin Xuan and Ru Mengxue, but there was no way to make the lake under the peach tree a little turbulent.

"Emperor!"

With a call, the old woman who had been staying in the depths of Yaochi Holy Land also appeared excitedly after feeling the breath of the emperor. When she was teaching Qin Xuan, the old woman was even older, leaning on a cane and walking towards Qin. mysterious.

"Okay, the old man said that the emperor is a genius, and he will definitely become an emperor in the future. If he can see the emperor become an emperor in his lifetime, even if his life is near, he will have no regrets."

"Is the ancestor still okay?"

Qin Xuan supported the old woman's hands with his hands, and saw that she was about to die, and felt a little pain in his heart.

In the battle of the emperor, three emperors fell, and the people around Qin Xuan also turned into stars and dust in the universe.

Gu Tianshu, the man who was loyal to the sword, loyal to the Great Emperor Wushi, who followed Wanzai and was willing to guard Zishan, resolutely chose to die with the opponent in the imperial battle.

Win, die.

To lose is to die.

"When I set foot on the fairy road and reach a higher realm, I will definitely retake your heroic spirits from the long river of time!"

Qin Xuan clenched his fists secretly.

"Okay, everything is fine." The old woman looked at Qin Xuan with relief and nodded.

"Wang Wang, Qin boy, why don't you ask the emperor if he's okay? You didn't see the emperor's burly figure, but now he's as thin as a dog."

The black emperor ran over with his feet scattered, Qin Xuan looked at him still with the same figure as a calf, and couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"I didn't see where you lost weight?".

Chapter two hundred and eighty-nine emperor mausoleum emperor corpse

"In the sea of ​​bitterness of this emperor, the good things have become less, you can see how haggard and thin this emperor is, Wang."

Qin Xuan: "..."

"Brother Xuandi, let's ignore him, this big black dog is probably planning to use your name to harm people again."

"When I followed the Great Emperor Wushi, this emperor was very famous, but now Qin Xiaozi has become an emperor, but this emperor has been by his side and cultivated him since he was a child. Wang, what are you saying to use his name to harm you? People, the name of this black emperor can scare a bunch of people to death."

"Come on, if everyone hadn't been in awe of the Great Emperor Wubei, do you think no one would settle the account with you for the things you did?"

Qin Xuan looked at the righteous Black Emperor, with some black lines on his forehead.

The dead dog of the Black Emperor still didn't change his nature, why didn't he let him die in the aftermath of the imperial war, and he would be clean after death.

To save him, he has continued to scourge since the time of the Great Emperor without Beginning, and he has been walking on the road of death, but he is not dead!

This kind of thing is called a dead dog!If it wasn't for the gap between species, Qin Xuan would be really jealous of this black dog.

"So, when the Great Emperor Wushi was there, the Great Emperor helped me wipe my butt. Now that Qin Xiaozi has become an Emperor, naturally Qin Xiaozi has come to help this Emperor to wipe his buttocks, and this Emperor, Wang Wang, went to find those people with peace of mind. Discuss something good."

"You want to be beautiful, and you want Emperor Xuan to wipe your ass for you."

The old woman from Yaochi came over and hit the black emperor's head with a cane, causing the black emperor to spit out his tongue with an "Ow" sound.

Good dog fighting method!

Seeing this dead dog eating and deflated Qin Xuan also felt a trace of pleasure in his heart, this dog was cured.

"Wang, wang wang! It's too long, you want to make money and harm the dog, don't you?"

"Okay, don't make trouble."

Qin Xuan, whose ears hurt a little bit by the noise of Hei Huang, poked his finger lightly, and instantly made Hei Huang's mouth tightly closed and unable to make a sound.

Having arrived at the realm of the emperor, Qin Xuan's role in the art has been integrated into his gestures.

Under the saints are all ants.In Qin Xuan's view, under the great emperor, even the quasi emperor is not his first-hand enemy, let alone the saint.

"Old Ancestor, I came back to Yaochi this time, mainly to pick them up, and by the way to get rid of the death of the Emperor's Mausoleum in the lake."."

Closer to home, Qin Xuan faced the peach tree and pointed at the lake like stagnant water.

"Isn't it? This lake is actually the Emperor's Mausoleum?"

Duan De, who had just arrived, exclaimed, and then subconsciously took out a shovel from behind his ass.

"Under this lake, are the tombs of two emperors."

"Damn it, it's still two! Daoist, I'm really getting it this time..."

Duan De, who was still a little excited, suddenly felt a little embarrassed to say it here, so he raised the shovel in his hand and changed his words:

"I am familiar with this kind of mausoleum, so it's better to leave it to me, hehe..."

"Then go try it."

Qin Xuan didn't stop him, he just stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please", Duan De laughed, and immediately ran to the lake.

Looking at Duan De, who had a fearless face and even his eyes were shining, Hei Huang recalled the vision he first saw in the lake at Yaochi Holy Land, and he couldn't help trembling all over.

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, a round body began to cry and run back, as if seeing something terrible.