The crowd around him took three or five steps back from the ground, looking at him with horror on their faces.

Nezha covered his temples and said: "I have an impression of this name, it seems to be a particularly powerful person......

Nezha snatched the sword in Wu Geng's hand, turned around and cut off the head of the Patrol Yaksha,

However, the round head was very difficult to hold, and he studied it for a while, and simply rubbed the other party's red hair into a whip, and then tied the whip to his waist, with each step. This head jumps and jumps, looking very naughty, Nezha likes it very much.

The surrounding spectators were dumbfounded, and hurriedly took seven or eight steps back.

Holding it a little dissatisfied, he didn't like the eyes of these people very much: "You guys, what are you doing running so far?"

The luck clone hurriedly said: "It's normal, you are a big hero, a big hero, they are just mortals, laypeople, ordinary people...... They can't understand your behavior and can't see the shining points in you, so they are scared and run away......"

Nezha's depressed mood suddenly became less depressed.

"It turned out to be a group of laymen, and they all continued to retreat, farther away. ”

Everyone hurriedly rolled and crawled to the ground and retreated more than twenty steps, and then looked at these two people from a distance in infinite horror.

The luck clone looked at Nezha with a smile on his face and said, "Do you want to know the story of Chi You when he was a child?"

Nezha twisted his ass happily,

The indigo head of the Patrol Yaksha flew past the back of his ass, around his body, flew in front of him, and gently smashed into his left knee,

Continuing with a slight shock he flew, and his head flew back again, even flying over the original position, around the front of him, and smashed into the back of his thigh,

It's just bounced around, and if you ignore that it's a human head, it's a bit of fun.

"Interesting?"

The luck clone raised his hands and shouted exaggeratedly, "Don't you want to know why he grew into a hero?"

Nezha suddenly showed an interested expression: "Then you talk about it, hurry up, I'm very busy......"

"Chiyou has a very powerful master, since he was a child, this master has always said to Chiyou, you are not doing this right, that is not right,

Obviously, Chiyou has always been the most powerful of all,

Every time I go out hunting, the prey I catch is also the largest.

Every fight can be won,

But his teacher always said,

You're not right,

You still have room for improvement,

There are many more next times in your practice, and you will need to improve next time,

You have to listen to me, not to other people's ......"

In this story, Nezha doesn't have any sense of reality, and I always feel a little bland.

"And then?"

"Chiyou has always been relatively well-behaved and obedient, but one day he finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he proposed to compete with the master......"

Nezha finally showed an interested expression: "Did he win?"

"He lost. ”

"Hey, if you lose, then you still say that he is a hero?!"

The more he talked about it, the more he felt it, and he completely entered the mode of making fairy tales for children: "Although he lost the competition, he never gave in, every time he lost, he would continue to practice, constantly improve himself, and learn more powerful exercises, and then he finally became more powerful, he looked for a master to compete again, and finally knocked him to the ground......"

Nezha was completely interested: "What about later?"

"Then he cut off the old man's head and made it into a wine jug, and from then on the people of the tribe only believed in him and respected him only......"

"And then, and then......"

The luck clone really didn't know how to continue to make it up, and was about to find an excuse to stop, when suddenly a loud shout came from behind him: "Nezha, what are you doing?!"

It's Li Jing!

He finally came in a hurry on his green horse!

When Nezha saw his father, he immediately showed a happy expression: "Dad, look, I killed a patrol yaksha, everyone doesn't have to be afraid in the future......"

Li Jing rounded his hand, riveted his strength, and slapped Nezha hard,

With a snap,

Li Jing's hand is broken!

Li Jing screamed miserably, revealing an expression of doubt about life, and Nezha ran over to help Li Jing up with a panicked face: "Daddy, why are you so careless, are you seriously injured?!"

Originally, I wanted to watch the Li family's father and son tear up, but I didn't expect to see such a magical scene, and the luck clone almost didn't laugh.

Well, since he relaxed his mind and faced everything with a mentality of watching the excitement and not thinking too much of a deal, he felt that he was simply very happy.

Li Jing heard the laughter of the luck clone, and his face darkened at the moment.

He wanted to scold, but suddenly he couldn't scold, he just held his arm, and said helplessly: "You, do you know that you are in trouble?

It's nothing to be a mere Yaksha, but the trouble is the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea behind the Yaksha......

From now on, Chen Tangguan has had a lot of trouble!"

Nezha slapped his chest loudly: "Daddy, don't worry, I'll kill one when the East China Sea Dragon Palace comes, and I'll kill a pair of ...... when I come to two."

Li Jing sighed again: "My son is not a mortal, of course he can cope with everything, but what about the refugees here?"

If Li Jing beats and scolds at every turn, picks his nose and picks his eyes, then Nezha will definitely rebel.

But now he is following the temptation, Nezha listens to it,

He showed a guilty expression: "I'm sorry, Daddy, I forgot that they are all mortals, laypeople, ordinary people!"

A lot of question marks flashed on Li Jing's head,

This kid has a good attitude, but there is something wrong with the wording.

The luck clone pretended not to hear anything and looked up at the stars in the sky!

"It's okay, remember to think twice about doing things in the future......"

Li Jing's education method is simply too right, and the luck clone is almost going to give him ten likes,

But it's too late!

Or, with the-stirring stick of Taiyi Zhenren, no matter what education method Li Jing takes, he can't keep up with the speed of Nezha's troubles.

And even if Nezha is willing, some people are still unwilling......

I don't know when a thick layer of dark clouds piled up in the sky,

The clouds were dark and heavy, as if they would fall down and hit people at any moment.

Then, something yelled!

Roar!!!

On the beach of Jiuwan River, countless people covered their ears at the same time,

"Who was it, who killed the Yaksha of the Patrol under my seat?"

"It's you!

A blue figure fell from the sky, holding a trident, and smashed it towards Nezha's head with all his strength.

It stands to reason that Nezha can dodge, but with Li Jing standing next to him, he subconsciously did not dodge, but kicked Li Jing away with one kick and used his hands to set up the trident.

With a bang, although the luck clone dodged in advance, it was still blown by the violent wind and sand for more than ten meters.

It was not real in the wind and sand, but he didn't have the heart to look at it, but quickly stood up and shouted loudly: "Everyone retreat, retreat far away, otherwise you will die, you will die......"

In fact, there is no need for him to remind them, everyone has already moved away from here.

Li Jing reacted a little slowly, and it took a while to realize what had happened, and seeing the dust in the sky, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Nezha...... Nezha ......"

The sand and dust gradually fell, and the blue figure and Nezha revealed their figures,

Nezha didn't die, but instead held the trident with both hands,

But he wasn't unharmed, his hands and wrists were dripping with blood, apparently cut.

The blue figure maintained a downward posture and said, "You can actually take my killing move with your bare hands, you are not a mortal, I am Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King, who are you?"

Nezha let out a terrible scream: "Ah, it's painful for me!"