"I, understood." Ottoria lowered her head: "But that kid is really a good kid." ”

"Yes, it's pink and tender, and it will still be a 10,000-year-old little Zhengtai in the future. Don't be sad, you've already put up a flag in the Nezha line, you have to work hard to attack the girl. Chen Jingmo hugged Ottoria from behind and rubbed her face: "No, I'm a little jealous, obviously Ottoria is my teammate." ”

Obviously, the vice-captain's comfort played a very significant role, making Ottoria's face blush a little red and break free from Chen Jingmo's arms: "Please don't say such strange things. ”

"Yes, yes." Chen Jingmo smiled indifferently, looked at the dragon soaring in the sky, and suddenly frowned and said; "I don't know why, I suddenly remembered a sentence from a previous martial arts novel."

"What?"

Ottoria asked very cooperatively, Chen Jing silently cleared her throat, made a worldly appearance, touched her non-existent beard and said: "The three friends of Huangshan have always advanced and retreated together, you are three on one person, and three on one hundred of you are also ......"

"It's really a super remarkable." Chen Jingmo waved his palms: "A group fight is a group fight, it's so level." ”

Ottoria sighed helplessly: "Please be serious, it's a very critical time." ”

"Yes, yes......"

The battle in the sky continues. The exploding firelight carried the raging wind and tore out long marks in the mist and black clouds, and a painful dragon groan came from the clouds. The broken horns and scales burned out in the flames, turning into ashes, and the most central point in the sky suddenly produced an unquenchable flame.

The crimson light gushed out from Nezha's body, with an unparalleled temperature, and did not turn into a flash of light for a moment, but like a stubborn candlelight that refused to be extinguished in the wind, stubbornly burning and spreading, until finally, the endless red light pierced the black clouds, cut through the suffocating mist, and burned in the center of the sky, like a new sun.

The crimson light swirled, engulfing everything that dared to approach it—a black dragon was instantly struck by the Qiankun circle, half of its body was scorched by the flames of Nezha, and it fell from mid-air with a wail, and was taken by its fellow people who were riding the tide, and sent back to the deep sea.

However, the remaining dragons stayed in the range that the red light flame could not envelop, looking at the red light in the clouds with cold and mocking eyes.

The flame of light emitted by burning his own life is gorgeous, but it cannot last long, and once it is extinguished, Nezha can only be slaughtered by them.

This damn little brute, who doesn't understand anything, has caused such a catastrophe, and the time is coming for him to bear the consequences.

Burn, the more you burn, the stronger the flame, then the weaker you will be, and you will dry up and fish, just the last struggle.

Endless tides rushed into the sky, constantly dissipating the power of the red flames. The fog rose up, and the black clouds continued to crush towards the center.

The boiling water vapor floated into the sky, refracting a brilliant light that was intoxicating—the light of faith from the red flames. Even at the last moment, the boy still didn't give up.

I will carry my own karma, but first give me my dirty hands from the top of Chen Tangguan. Open!

The light in the center of the sky suddenly spread, like a crimson long sword that sliced through the entire sky, smashing the clouds and tearing the tide with a single blow, evaporating all the tides that dared to approach Chentang Pass, clearing a huge void, and then trembling and condensing into one again.

With all his might, he temporarily solved the disaster of the siege of Chentang Pass, but Nezha had already reached the end of the crossbow.

The red light, like a candle in the wind, danced in the sky, struggling, stubbornly unwilling to extinguish, like a fire and anger surging in the heart, never extinguished.

The black dragon swimming in the sky showed a grim smile, and with close cooperation, the sliced clouds were re-bridged, enveloping the red light in layers.

And all the dragons let out a roar in unison, burrowing into the black clouds - the battle of revenge has finally begun.

In the darkness between heaven and earth, that little bit of red light kept flickering, but it was getting darker and darker. Black figures flashed and then disappeared, and the roar came again, only getting weaker and weaker.

Finally.

The fire was extinguished.

In the black clouds, a faint wave suddenly appeared, and a small black dot fell from the clouds.

There was a roar of pain from the city wall, and regardless of the huge momentum that the figure carried when it fell, Li Jing jumped up without hesitation, and took the young man who fell from the clouds in his arms.

Finally, he fell heavily on the city wall, like a child who had lost something precious, Li Jing's body trembled, got up from the ground, and approached the sleeping figure beside him little by little.

The trembling fingers finally touched the sleeping boy, and with the sadness and pain that seemed to pierce the whole body, Li Jing could no longer feel any warmth from his child.

Only Nezha, who seemed to be cold and bruised all over his body, closed his eyes and couldn't breathe anymore - the little child who had been agonizing on the streets, wanting to see his father's smile, died.

It was as if the pain of the whole world was about to be destroyed surrounded Li Jing, he raised his head, tried to shout something with all his might, and roared in pain, but there was no sound, only a hoarse chok.

On this day, he protected Chentangguan, but lost his most precious son.

Until the end, he didn't let his son see a smile on his face, not even the most perfunctory greeting. The end came so suddenly, that he was unprepared to be struck by pain and sorrow.

The black clouds slowly spread, with a grim mocking smile in the eyes of the huge black dragon looking down on the clouds, and a hint of inexplicability.

Revenge? After paying a huge price, he received the assistance of the Emperor of Heaven, and a will summon Taiyi to the Heavenly Palace, and a will to rain three times in Chentangguan. In this way, the little child who had lost hope in his son from then on lost his life, and the pleasure of revenge had a flavor that he could not understand.

Maybe it's a trace of empathetic pity, the loss of the most precious thing, the sadness and pain that have emerged in Li Jing's body, he understands and has endured.

Nezha destroyed his son's body, so the East China Sea Dragon Clan destroyed Nezha's body, leaving two broken souls, which can be regarded as an explanation to Taiyi, so as not to let Taiyi, who lost his apprentice, completely fall into hostility with the Dragon Clan.

After paying a huge price, Nezha died, and revenge and the battle were over.

Unwilling to stay in this place for a moment, the dragon king let out a dragon groan in the clouds, so the black clouds dispersed, the tide receded, and the dragons of the East China Sea all left.

Only the people of Chentangguan who had a rare life were left, and Li Jing, who lost his son.

The red red silk around Chentangguan and the Qiankun circle that fell to the side danced in Nezha's body with affection, and finally left after a long time, and took off in a certain direction in the distance, silently waiting for his master to wake up again.

If a person who has undergone cultivation opens his flesh eyes at this moment, then he will see the hidden waves that fill the entire Chentang Pass.

The wavelength rippling from Chen Jingmo's soul was like the gentlest breeze and water waves, appearing from her raised palm and spreading out in all directions, enveloping the entire Chen Tang Pass.

Under the familiar taste and warmth, the broken souls scattered on the battlefield slowly gathered on her palm.

Until the end, a circular sphere that seemed to be burning appeared on Chen Jingmo's palm, rising with illusory flames, and even after he died, his soul was still burning.

The mutilated soul was collected and gathered by Chen Jingmo when it was about to disperse, ensuring the possible surname of Nezha's resurrection.

Looking at the soul in his palm that ordinary people could not perceive, Chen Jingmo carefully maintained its integrity, wrapped it with its own wavelength, and carefully guarded it.

Finally, she smiled: "Okay, Nezha didn't die so easily." ”

When Nezha's battle was over, Chen Jingmo's plan had just begun—and the first step was to protect Nezha's soul from disappearing completely.

However, even if they don't make a move, Taiyi will be able to reunite Nezha's soul through incense and the temple in the near future.

And Chen Jingmo, who forcibly accelerated this speed, finally heard the expected voice.

"Plot Mission: Protect Nezha's soul from extinction and escort him to the Golden Light Cave. Task reward: 5000 reward points, 1 A-level plot card, failure penalty: deduct all remaining reward points. ”

After hearing the voice of the main god, Ottoria stood up from the ground, carried all the weapons and suits that had been prepared behind her, and asked with some hesitation, "Captain, did you plan it a long time ago?" ”

"Where is it so powerful." Chen Jingmo shook his head a little embarrassedly: "It's just that I suddenly want to try, after all, I used to admire this kid very much, but now it's our turn to protect the hero." ”

"The reward of an A-level plot card is unexpectedly difficult." Chen Jingmo looked at Ottoria and asked, "Is the last chance to give up?" Maybe there will be a danger to your life. ”

She was answered by the knight's determined gaze.

"So, let's get started now." Chen Jingmo put away Nezha's sleeping crippled soul and pulled up the puppet's palm.

Fifteen minutes later, the three men left the city, full of sorrow and joy, and marched towards their goal, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

――――At the same moment when Chen Jingmo and Ortoria walked into the wilderness.

Bai Shuo rushed to the other side of the continent, slaughtering the aliens, crushing all the darkness he encountered, leaving his own faint light in this chaotic era.

Liang Chengyi, who has nothing to do, takes Ma Liang to continue to look for a new place to live, and before he leaves, he wants to help Ma Liang find a place that really belongs to him.

The predetermined chapters of history are introduced into the unknown by the sudden trajectory of fate, and the light belonging to Team Hope is truly beginning to bloom.

(To be continued)