Chentang Pass is a major pass, guarding the defense line of the northern part of Yin Shang and the tranquility of the sea area.

The chief soldier Li Jing is even more handsome in the world, just like Guan Yu Zhang Fei of the Three Kingdoms, who is brave and brave, but also does not lose his resourcefulness. Of course, there is another point that is also the reason why Li Jing has gone from a civilian to the position of a general soldier, this guy has magic! During the Shang Dynasty, many generals were equipped with strange skills, and although most of them were half-baked projects, there were also methods with huge lethality and low level requirements.

Li Jing is not one of them, although his own cultivation is not outstanding, but he is also close to becoming an immortal, and then look at the age of his cultivation, it is only a dozen years, so his achievements are very impressive.

Jin Zha Muzha is out of blue, and his qualifications are even more extraordinary, otherwise he would not have been favored by the Interpretation Jin Immortal and used to block the robbery.

This time Li Jing came back from the inspection and found that his third son was gone, but he said that Nezha had followed Taiyi Zhenren to practice since he was born, and did not return home until he was ten years old. Over time, they will turn a blind eye.

"Daddy, daddy!" Li Jing was still lamenting that his son was not easy to manage, and Nezha outside jumped back home. There was also a thin belt of golden light in his hand, the material was not gold or jade, but it exuded a soft golden light, which made Li Jing dazzled for a while.

"What is this?" hugged Nezha, Li Jing turned out to be a golden belt, and looked at his son suspiciously.

Nezha happily described the courage of his talents, this little guy is very good at storytelling, an extremely easy battle, it really became a hero vs. a dragon, a shocking battle that overturned the river and the sea.

Unconsciously, Nezha was fascinated by what he said, and jumped down from Li Jing's arms, dancing to demonstrate the scene at that time.

But he didn't realize that Generalissimo Li, who was still kind and pleasant just now, was already as pale as earth at the moment, and he almost fainted, he never expected that his son would dare to kill the dragon of the Dragon Palace, listening to Nezha's description, it was a pure-bred dragon clan! Even if the dragon clan was no longer the overlord of the ancient period, it was still unattainable in the seriousness of these ordinary people, but as soon as he was not careful, he let this evil seed slaughter a dragon!

Looking at the gold belt in his hand again, Li Jing almost wanted to throw it in Nezha's face.

Finally, Nezha, who was immersed in his eloquence, discovered that Li Jing was wrong, and looking at the look that was obviously about to explode, Nezha shrunk his neck: "Father, what's wrong?"

Li Jing trembled and threw the white dragon tendon to the ground, pointed a finger at Nezha and said angrily: "Rebel!!Do you know what you have done!" The powerful air flow directly shook the house and trembled, his eyes were full of monstrous anger, he was usually gentle with his family, and he really turned into an angry lion.

Mrs. Li, who was sewing a belly pocket for Nezha in the inner room, ran out in a panic, looked at Nezha with an angry face, and Li Jing, who was angry, and hurriedly staggered between the two: "What are you doing here?"

This is to question that Li Jing, since Li Jing was born in Nezha, she wanted to kill Nezha that time, Mrs. Li has become more and more cold to her husband, and even hatred, and now seeing that the two have an awkward quarrel, driven by maternal love, they directly aimed the finger at Li Jing.

Li Jing saw that his beloved wife didn't ask about the indiscriminate, and he blamed himself for splitting his head and covering his face, and the anger was even greater, and he was red and purple all over, and his hair was upside down.

"You!!Do you know what trouble this rebel has caused for us!" Li Jing raised his arm to his beloved wife, and he couldn't bear to wave it down.

Mrs. Li looked at her husband coldly, pulled Nezha behind her back, and made it clear that no matter what happened to Nezha, she would protect her son.

Just when the family was still fighting, the sky of Chentangguan was strangely overloaded with heavy dark clouds, thunderbolts sounded one after another, and many thunderbolts directly penetrated the clouds and slashed into Li Jing's house.

The family hurriedly ran outside the house, only to see that in the clouds that had almost fallen into the sky, several divine dragons loomed, and the dragon's groans rang out one after another, endlessly, and the end was very terrifying.

In a short time, the downpour poured down, and Chentangguan was submerged in a monstrous flood, countless civilians struggled, and houses collapsed one after another.

Li Jing had a relationship with the Dragon King of the East China Sea, so he naturally recognized that the group of dragons in the sky was from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. Hurriedly tidied up his clothes and walked to the front of the pass: "I don't know that Long Jun has arrived, Li Jing has missed the distance, please atone for your sins!"

You must know that the white dragon is the species of the old dragon king, seeing that he has just learned acting, he has mastered a farce vividly, not to mention his old man, the dragon king of the East China Sea has a pair of big copper bells, staring at Li Jing deadly: "Atonement? What kind of sin is atonement! This time the king is here to ask for sin!" The voice was like the Nine Heavens Demon God, resounding through the realm of Chentang Pass.

Li Jing's heart trembled, knowing that the dragon that Nezha killed had an extraordinary origin, although he wanted to hand over the rebel son to the dragon king to be killed, but a father-son relationship was bitterly entangled in his heart.

"Uh... I don't know what kind of crime the Dragon King asked? If there is anything wrong with Li Jing, I am willing to bear it with all my might, and please spare the innocent people of Chentangguan..."

The old dragon king was silent for a moment, and then laughed bitterly: "Li Jing, Li Jing! Your son tortured and killed my white dragon, but now you pretend not to know?"

Mrs. Li covered Nezha's mouth and looked at him anxiously, meaning not to go out.

It's a pity that Nezha is a person? He has never been afraid of anything, he struggled hard, jumped violently, and jumped to the roof, and when he said goodbye, the Qiankun circle and the chaotic sky Aya were already in his hands, and he looked up at a few dragons in the clouds, Ling Ran was not afraid.

Although the old dragon king was angry in his heart that Nezha's incident had caused his son to suffer, he also had to sigh about the young hero.

"Bah! Those loaches in the sky, your white loaches were killed by the master!

Well, although the boy is a hero, this is not a good word... Sure enough, he is a disciple of the same lineage of teaching... As soon as Nezha's words fell, a few drops of cold sweat slipped from the Dragon King's forehead.

Of course, at this moment, he can't show weakness, only to see the dragon's tail swing, the wind is more urgent, and the rain is heavier.

"Haha, what can I do, this king wants you to be buried with people all over the city!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

The huge thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Nezha wanted to fly into the sky several times to fight with the dragon king, but found that his Hot Wheels could not be started at all, or rather, he had lost all the spells of flying at all!

Frightened in his heart, he thought of Taiyi Zhenren almost instantly, Nezha smiled bitterly, his master was also blaming himself? Why is everyone punishing themselves...

Looking back at the people behind him, and the mother kneeling in the rain, a helpless cry tormented his young heart, Nezha, desperate.

Weakly waved the Chaotian Aya, but he couldn't break through the clouds at all, and knelt weakly in the rain, but found that his father's eyes were strange and cold, just like the cold-blooded and ruthless relatives when he just came into the world.

Laughed, cried.

The dragon king couldn't stop roaring: You all give me a funeral!

The people screamed helplessly: Who will save me!

Mother's silent cry: Hurry up... Nezha, let's go...

Father... Without saying a word, he stood straight in the rain.

From the red belly pocket on his chest, he took out a dagger, Nezha smiled happily, and his voice was crisp and pleasant, like a carefree child.

But the words are terrifying

"Mother, father... Nezha did things alone, and now he gave up his surname and repaid the old loach's son. ”

"This is also called cutting bones to return to the father, cutting the flesh to pay for the mother... From now on, Nezha will have nothing to do with you, and the Dragon King will no longer be able to trouble you..."

"From now on... I'm just a spirit bead, and I'm no longer Nezha. "He's long since regained his memory.

The wind stopped, the rain was quiet, and only a touch of blood bloomed in Chentang.

However, how many people in heaven and earth are sighing, a farce, but let all the sins be borne by a child, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, or the supreme saints, have they ever felt remorse and shame in their hearts?