The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

This middle-aged "child", dressed like a ghost, almost blinded Xiao Chen's eyes.

Gui Jianchou is nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles, like a humanoid beast.

There are two upturned braids on her head, and two blobs of blood-like blush on her pot-like face.

The shirtless upper body was wearing an ancient women's apron. The green apron obviously didn't fit well. The apron was tightly attached to the ghost's body, and the two suspenders had even been strangled into the flesh.

The lower body was wearing bright red bloomers, revealing black haired calves.

On the feet are a pair of large tiger-toed shoes, the thick soles of the feet seem to burst the poor little shoes at any time.

Gui Jianchou asked with a frightened expression, "Second brother, where is the bug?"

That cautious look made everyone sick.

The young man patted Gui Jianchou's head dotingly, and said with a smile, "I've already killed him. Look, it's on the ground."

Gui Jianchou accepted the young man's "touching the head to kill" with a face of enjoyment, giggling happily.

Suddenly Gui Jianchou seemed to have discovered a new world, drooling at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the group of white people.

Feeling the aggressive gaze, two of the Caucasian women shuddered and had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Sister, give me a hug."

The corner of Gui Jianchou's mouth was drooling, and he rushed towards the two white women quickly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gui Jianchou's footsteps stepped heavily on the ground, making a loud noise, and the whole small house shook violently.

Everyone knew where the noise of walking like a giant came from.

"Daria, Anna, run."

Seeing Gui Jianshou rushing towards his companions, the remaining three white men stopped in front of Gui Jianshou, regardless of the fear in their hearts.

Halazi was floating in the air, Gui Jianchou seemed to only have the two white women in his eyes, facing the obstruction of the three, he acted as if he hadn't seen it, and had no intention of stopping at all.

"boom!"

The man standing in the front didn't even have time to use his own means, and was sent flying out by Gui Jianchou.

The man flies into the air and crashes into the wall.

But when he was about to hit the wall, the man's figure froze again, and then turned into uniform pieces of meat, scattered all over the place.

There seems to be an invisible net in the air, extremely sharp, and it is wide open, waiting for people to bump into it.

The young man sneered, "Interesting, interesting."

"Bang! Bang!"

There were two more crashing sounds, and the remaining two white men turned into uniform pieces of meat in extreme fear.

The white women called Dahlia and Anna were already terrified by this purgatory scene, and their companions who had been together day and night died in an instant.

Didn't even have time to say goodbye.

"Sister, give me a hug."

Gui Jianshou, like an innocent child, stretched out two thick arms and embraced one of the women.

"ah……"

There was a heart-piercing howl.

The woman was held tightly in Gui Jianchou's arms, and all the bones in her body made piercing sounds.

"Crack, click."

"Sister, sister, so beautiful."

The sound of broken bones, and the happy voice of Gui Jianchou were intertwined incessantly, playing a mournful movement.

Gradually, the woman's mournful howling ended, and blood kept spilling from the woman's ears, nostrils, and mouth.

Gui Jianchou shook the woman in his arms in some puzzlement, not knowing why this elder sister became cold.

Gui Jianchou scratched his head, looked at the young man, a little aggrieved.

"Second brother, why doesn't this sister play with Xiaohuo?"

Gui Jianchou asked aggrievedly, and the young man smiled dotingly and said, "This elder sister won't play with you, isn't there another elder sister? Just change to another one."

Hearing the young man's words, Gui Jianshou's eyes brightened again.

Throwing away the limp woman in his arms, he rushed straight to the last white woman.

The young man, on the other hand, looked at the old and the young with great interest.

"A man of great luck, plus a shocking wind and thunder eyes, my luck seems to be not bad." The young man smiled happily.

The old and the young looked at each other, and they all saw deep worry in each other's eyes.

This young man is like a bottomless abyss, with no depth at all.

"Ah... help... me."

The last Caucasian woman, who had no ability to escape from Gui Jianchou's murderous hands, was held in her arms.

The woman looked at the men in white robes in pain, and shouted: "My lord, save me."

The woman with the strongest holy breath swayed, but was held tightly by the people around her.

The woman's pitiful cry for help was not answered.

"Crack, click."

The ear-piercing sound of bone cracking sounded again, and before the woman even had time to say a curse, her eyes gradually lost their luster.

The blue and beautiful eyes gradually turned gray, staring closely at the person called the saint.

"let me go."

An angry roar pierced the room.

The holy atmosphere instantly filled the entire space, and a warm feeling climbed into everyone's hearts.

"Snapped."

The angry woman in white robe scattered the three people surrounding her, took off her veil, and revealed a face as perfect as an angel.

The holy breath flowed through her body, making her like an angel descending from the mortal world.

"I am a child of God, and I cannot just sit and watch the devil's killing."

The woman looked at Gui Jianchou angrily, and reached out to touch the cross on her chest.

"Master Saint, don't be impulsive." The three people behind the woman wanted to come up to stop the woman.

But at this moment, a holy light shot out from the cross, and the woman's clear voice sounded, "In the name of the Holy Father, I command you to come down."

A phantom figure appeared behind the saint. The phantom has white wings, a perfect face, and a huge power of light exuding from her body.

A true angel has come down to earth.

Looking at this picture, the young man had a sneer on his face.

"Is it the so-called power of faith in the West? It's really interesting, interesting."

Faced with the ridicule of the young man, the saint was not angry.

The saintess slowly floated into the air, her illusory wings flapping slowly.

"Judgment."

The saintess whispered softly, and a gigantic lightsaber, with a sacred aura, slashed at the drooling ghost.

"We will be shepherds, for you, my Lord, for you, from whom we inherit authority, and our feet will swiftly carry out your will, and with their souls, make this river that flows to you alive breath. In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.”

The other three men in white robes also prayed at this moment, and their loud voices made the miracle at this moment even more magnificent.

The light faded, and the confident saint suddenly froze in place.

Gui Jianshou was drooling, his eyes glowed like a beast, and he stared closely at the saint.

"Sister, sister, hug."