Prehistoric: Lord of the Nine Heavens at the Beginning, the Mythical Kunpeng

Chapter 299 Nezha gets into trouble

Ao Bing obviously didn't take Nezha and Li Jing seriously.

In Ao Bing's eyes, Nezha was just a young human child. This child used some magic to kill the patrolling Yaksha of the Dragon Palace. He must settle this debt.

As for Li Jing, what's so great about an official in a secular country?

Does he still have the guts to fall out with Dragon Palace and Heaven?

Thinking of this, Ao Bing couldn't help but feel more courageous.

"Damn thief, Xunhai Yaksha, is a famous immortal in heaven. You actually beat her to death, and you still don't know how to repent and talk nonsense?"

After saying that, Ao Bing picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand and stabbed Nezha randomly.

As a long weapon, the halberd can be used in many ways.

You can use the sharp spikes like the tip of a spear to stab the enemy, you can also use the crescent moon on the side to chop down the enemy, and you can also use the barb to hook the enemy's weapon.

Nezha saw that Ao Bing was indiscriminate and attacked him when he came up, but he still had patience and asked: "Who are you?"

"I beat that ugly guy to death because he scolded me just now. Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

When Ao Bing heard this, his anger level immediately exploded.

"I am the third prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and so is Ao Bing!"

"You beat the patrolling Yaksha to death, which is an unpardonable death penalty, yet you dare to speak so brazenly!"

After hearing this, Nezha felt very at peace.

"It turns out that you are Ao Guang's son. You are so arrogant in front of me. Believe it or not, I even caught your father's old loach and skinned it and cramped it?"

When Ao Bing heard the first sentence, he thought that Nezha knew his father. The next step was to kneel down quickly, kowtow like garlic, and ask for forgiveness from himself, the third prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Unexpectedly, instead of apologizing, Nezha actually called his father an old loach.

This is a huge insult to the Dragon Clan.

Apart from being a little longer in size, the noble dragon clan has nothing to do with the loaches that burrow in the soil and cannot see the sun.

Ao Bing screamed angrily, waved the painted halberd in his hand, and stabbed him again.

This time, Nezha was really anxious.

He had given the other party due warning, but since the other party continued to be aggressive, he had no choice but to fight back.

Otherwise, Ao Bing really thought he was afraid of him.

Nezha threw the Huntian Ling towards the sky, and in an instant, it turned into a huge red damask like a mountain, covering Ao Bing.

Before Ao Bing could react, Nezha took the lead, rushed forward, stepped on Ao Bing's neck, picked up the Qiankun Circle with his right hand, and hit Ao Bing's head.

In an instant, Ao Bing's soul was knocked out by Nezha, and a small dragon crawled slowly on the ground.

Nezha couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

"This little dragon has a very loud tone, but he can't help but hit him. With just two blows, he even showed his true colors."

"Forget it, it just so happens that the rope on my father's armor recently became loose, which cramped the little dragon's muscles. Let's make a rope and give it to my father!"

Thinking of this, Nezha immediately took action, cramped Ao Bing's tendons, and then returned home with his generals.

The general was so frightened that his third young master was so ferocious that he even dared to kill a dragon at will.

In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the dragon soldiers came back and reported to Ao Guang that the third prince Ao Bing had been beaten to death by Nezha, the son of Li Jing, the guard general of Chentangguan, and even the dragon tendons were taken away.

When Ao Guang heard this, he almost fainted.

Immediately, there was a burst of anger.

"Li Jing, Li Jing, we met when you were studying Taoism in West Kunlun Mountain." "Now, you actually indulge your son, kill people indiscriminately, and beat my son to death. I must take revenge on you." Pay it forward!"

However, Ao Guang has been an old Dragon King for many years after all, and he is still very methodical in doing things.

Ao Guang transformed himself into a middle-aged scholar and flew towards Chentangguan.

Arriving at Chentangguan, at the gate of Li Jing's handsome manor, Ao Guang said to the gatekeeper: "Tell your master that my old friend Ao Guang is here to visit."

Li Jing was in the house and was very surprised when he heard the doorman say that Ao Guang was visiting.

The surname Ao is rare, and the person named Ao Guang can only be Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, whom he met when he was studying in the West Kunlun Mountains.

We haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know why he is looking for me today.

Li Jing did not dare to neglect, quickly put on his clothes and went out to greet him.

When they met, it turned out that it was Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Li Jing hurriedly greeted Ao Guang and went into the house to talk.

After entering the house, Ao Guang sat down angrily. Li Jing saw Ao Guang's angry face and was a little puzzled. Before he could ask, Ao Guang spoke first.

"Li Jing, you raised a good son!"

Li Jing was a little confused by Ao Guang's sudden accusation.

He hurriedly asked: "Brother, what are you talking about? I have three sons, the eldest son Jin Zha, the second son Muzha, and the third son Nezha. They all studied under the master in famous mountains, and their character is not that bad."

"Brother, did you blame my son wrongly?"

When Ao Guang heard this, he probably knew what was going on.

"Li Jing, you are wrong. Your son was taking a bath in Jiuwan River. I don't know what magic he used, and he almost knocked down my Crystal Palace."

"I asked Xunhai Yaksha to go take a look, and he was beaten to death by your son. I asked my third son to go take a look, and he also beat him to death. He also twitched my third son's dragon tendon."

Speaking of this, Ao Guang couldn't help but shed tears.

The pain of losing a child is very difficult for anyone to accept.

"Li Jing, what else do you have to say now?"

Li Jing quickly apologized and said, "Brother, you must have made a mistake. My eldest son Jin Zha is studying in Jiulong Mountain, my second son is studying in Jiugong Mountain, and my third son is only seven years old and doesn't usually go out."

Ao Guang has already determined that Nezha killed the third prince Ao Bing. How could he let it go?

He insisted that it was Li Jing's third son Nezha who beat the third prince to death.

Li Jing had no choice but to call Nezha out to confront him.

The servant reported back that the Third Young Master went out this morning and went to the backyard after returning.

Li Jing took Ao Guang to the backyard.

Li Jing knocked on the door. After a long time, Nezha opened the door.

Li Jing saw Nezha and asked quickly: "Nezha, have you been to Jiuwan River today?"

Nezha was a good man and admitted it directly.

"Father, I felt hot today and I was playing in Jiuwan River. How did I know that there was a patrolling Yaksha who scolded me when he came out? He also hit me with an ax and I beat him to death."

"Then, another person who claimed to be Ao Bing stabbed me with a painted halberd, but I also beat him to death."

"I pulled out the dragon tendon, and I'm going to make a dragon tendon rope to bind my father's armor."

After listening to this, Li Jing's legs felt weak and he thought, what should I do?

(End of this chapter)