Deep in the Luohe River,

A figure in a dragon robe sits on a chair made of mussel shells.

This is a middle-aged man, with black hair and black beard, with the appearance of an emperor, but he is in the water.

How is it possible for a person to live in water?

He is the Dragon King of Luohe!

Although he has only been practicing for eight years, Jiaolong has attained Taoism, and no matter which of the millennium demons around him has to respect him for three points.

The thousand-year-old tree demon of Lanruo Temple didn't dare to raise his head when he saw him, even the old demon of Montenegro had to call himself Longjun when he saw him!

At this time, the Dragon King of Luohe was very angry, he knew that his son was greedy for fun, and he would definitely go to the shore to play on the fifth day of the first month, but today made him uneasy.

Pinch your fingers and count,

His son is doomed today!

There will be an old man who catches his son and keeps it in a water tank in the courtyard.

"Dignified dragon, how can you be kept as a pet?" The dragon king was naturally angry, turned into a black dragon and rushed out of the Luo River, flew into the sky, and spread clouds and rain.

This is just the beginning of his anger, the dragon king's rain can be accurate to the drop, every drop of rain is under the control of the dragon king, today the dragon king of Luohe is going to use the rain to find out where his son is.

Soon he found the old man.

The rain was pouring down.

"Son, now you have money" The fisherman called his son, who had not yet married a daughter-in-law at the age of twenty-five, although he was tall but his family was poor.

"Father, it's raining hard today, I'm going to the owner to help"

"No need to go, no need to go" The fisherman took out twenty taels of silver and stuffed it into his son's hand, "I made money today, you can find a matchmaker tomorrow, buy a house, and marry a daughter-in-law." ”

"Twenty taels?! Father, where did you get the money? ”

"I caught a golden carp today......"

Call!!

The strong wind blew the hut door open, and the wooden door clanged.

"It's so windy today," the son walked to the door and wanted to close the door, but a figure in a dragon robe came from the rain.

He didn't have an umbrella, the rain did pour down on him, and strangely enough, his clothes weren't wet, and there wasn't even the slightest water stain!

With a breath, the dragon-robed figure raised his hand and grabbed the neck of the fisherman's son, and the strong body couldn't resist.

Click-

The fisherman watched his son have his neck pinched off by the man who suddenly appeared, and his sorrow came from it.

"Where's the golden carp you caught?"

"You, you are the Dragon King of Luohe?!"

"Where's the golden carp?!" The man asked again.

"It's me who was greedy for a while," the fisherman sighed as he looked at his son's fallen corpse, "It was bought by a scholar." ”

A fisherman's neighbor passed by and saw a black dragon several feet long rising into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.

When the neighbor cautiously entered the fisherman's house, he saw only two dead bodies.

Click——!!

The thunder struck louder.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and Song Ying had to find a place to shelter from the rain, and a fisherman who also sheltered from the rain said, "This is the Dragon King of Luohe who is angry."

A scholar couldn't help but retort, "Zi Bu is silent, strange and confused, where is there a dragon king"

"Scholar, that's not what you said" The fisherman shook his head and said, "There is a dragon king in Luohe, nine zhang long, which is recorded by our Guo Beicheng." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm here to collect the bills, I don't understand your local affairs" The scholar shook his head and took out the account book from the bookbasket behind his back, "It's broken, it's all soaked!" ”

"It's all soaking wet, but you can't collect it," a voice said.

"Yes," the scholar nodded, "the handwriting is blurred," and he turned his head to see a man in a robe looking at him with a smile on his face.

The scholar couldn't help asking, "This son, do you know me?" ”

"Are you called Ning Caichen?"

"Yes, it seems that we really know each other" Ning Caichen is overjoyed, and it is indeed a happy event to meet his old acquaintance in a foreign country.

"In Xia Song Ying, a fellow villager surnamed Pu introduced you."

"The surname Pu?" Ning Caichen shook his head, secretly saying that he might have forgotten.

As for why Song Ying was able to recognize this person as Ning Caichen, who had a national glory face in the Liaozhai world, it was absolutely impossible to say that he was Ning Caichen.

"Brother Song, I'll come to talk to you when I finish collecting the accounts" Ning Caichen ran into the rain with the account book, and said to himself, "Take advantage of the fact that the handwriting has not all disappeared, hurry up and collect the accounts." ”

Suddenly, a man in a dragon robe walked out of the restaurant opposite, holding a bowl of soup in his hand.

Ning Caichen was also kind, he leaned over, "You don't walk in the rain with an umbrella, and you still have soup, are you planning to enjoy the heavy rain and drink soup?" He was also self-cooked, and he leaned over to take a look at the soup, "It looks quite delicious." ”

"Delicious?" The man turned his head, and a pair of eyes that were not like human eyes, with bloody pupils that were as angry as thunder and lightning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Ning Caichen found that the person in front of him was a madman and wanted to take a detour, but he was choked by the other party.

"You...... You're going to ...... it."

Click.

Song Ying looked at the strange man and raised her hand to pinch Ning Caichen to death.

Ning Caichen is dead?

And in that person, Song Ying felt a strong threat, very powerful, and terrifying.

"Dare to put my son into the soup for food, I want to slaughter every household in Guo Beicheng, chickens, ducks, geese and dogs!" The last voice roared towards the place where Song Ying and the others were hiding from the rain, as if an invisible force shook Song Ying's ears and hurt.

Plop, plop, plop......

The people hiding from the rain behind him fell to the ground one by one, bleeding from all seven orifices, and were obviously dead.

Another coughed twice before he died, and some pieces of internal organs were coughed out.

Song Ying squinted, this middle-aged man was very strong.

"Kill!" The middle-aged man who was furious saw that there was still one person standing, and instantly rushed towards Song Ying.

King Kong is not bad!

In an instant, Song Ying's body was smeared with heavy gold paint.

Spell Mark One!

Mysterious wrinkles cover the whole body, and chakras fill the body with great power.

Song Ying crossed her hands over her chest and stubbornly blocked the punch that the middle-aged man hit her chest!

Bang!!

Even with his combat power at this time, Song Ying can completely step into the ranks of the Hokage, far surpassing the grandmaster in the martial arts, and even with one punch, he can smash the stones with a thickness of more than ten meters with one punch.

But he was still knocked away by that man's punch!

It was only then that the walls of the two houses were cut through in a row.

King Kong didn't survive even a second, and his arm was cracked in an instant, but it quickly recovered under the strong vitality of the immortal body.

"Who are you? Why do you want to do it to me? ”

Song Ying asked himself, except for the painting skin that he cut at the beginning, he never provoked the second person, and besides, this was only the second day he came to the world of Liaozhai.

"Roar!!" The middle-aged man let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and pounced on Song Ying again.

The Ice Flame Palm used the flame in his left hand to rise, and the raindrops were evaporated by the flames before they could fall, and the cold air in his right hand turned all the rain within one meter into ice beads!

Ding Ding Da,

The ice beads hit the ground and shattered after two bounces.

The more he used the Ice Flame Palm, the more pure it became, but against an obviously inhuman opponent, Song Ying didn't dare to confirm whether this temperature could cause damage to him.

The middle-aged man's second culling was just around the corner.

He hurriedly met it with his palms of ice and fire, and with a heavy force, the flames were so strong that they made a bang in his left arm, spewing out a ring of fire.

It's just that......

He was easily knocked away again, still crushed.