The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

On the shallow white sandy beach, a small figure dragged a green dragon corpse slowly forward. The little baby was full of strange strength, and directly picked up the tens of feet long green dragon and threw it on the beach, smashing up a burst of sand.

Under the cliff tree not far away, several servants had already fainted from fright;

The young master is so vigorous!

"Um……"

Little Nezha stood in front of the dragon corpse with his waist pinched, groaning for a while.

"Did you really beat him to death? You can't help beating me up so much. I heard that dragon tendons are treasures, but I can take them out to make a belt for my father."

Little Nezha chuckled, grabbed the Qiankun circle and began to chisel around.

The corners of Yang Jian's and Ao Fangtian's mouths twitched almost at the same time, who were hiding their figures; Yang Jian hurriedly asked, "Aren't you going to stop him?"

Ao Fangtian looked at the little dragon soul in his hand, and sighed: "If there is no interference from others, I will not show up, lest I be squeezed out by the Dao of Heaven, and all previous efforts will be wasted."

"So, whatever."

Yang Jian didn't like this matter very well, saying that Taiyi Daoist and Lord Long had agreed to use Nezha's hand to send Ao Bing to the list of gods. Both sides are his relatives and friends, or plan this matter together, he really can't stop it.

Little Nezha pulled off the dragon skin, found the big tendon of the keel, and pulled it out with brute force.

A fine green dragon...

"Oh," Yang Jian felt a little regretful in his heart.

Looking at Ao Fangtian again, he noticed that the corners of Ao Fangtian's mouth were also twitching, and there was a cross tendon throbbing on his forehead, obviously stimulated by the scene in front of him.

Nezha stripped off the tendons of the dragon and left the dragon's corpse without much care, and stepped on the wind and fire wheel to the tree.

The family under the tree looked at Nezha with sweat profusely, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Little master..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Little Nezha was still in high spirits after the fight, "Let's go, I got something nice for my father!"

"This, this...young master! Is that a dragon from the East Sea?"

"It should be, isn't it that the dragon has claws and horns, and he still claims to be the third prince of the Dragon King's family? Tsk, I'm still the third prince of Mr. Li's Bing family!"

The general fell silent for a moment, he finally knew how powerful and powerful his young master was. He didn't dare to say anything, so he woke up the servants and returned to Chentang Pass together.

Yang Jian didn't follow, Nezha and these Ding's generals were not traveling fast.

"That's the fate," Ao Fangtian sighed, appeared on the beach in a flash, and attracted a few cowering shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and asked them to carry Ao Bing's body to the underwater palace to report to the Dragon King.

Yang Jian didn't follow, but just stood on the big tree and watched quietly.

This Ao Bing's death was witnessed with his own eyes, and it was also the future God of Heaven who was going to be included in the list of gods; it was the first time that Yang Jian had personally seen the allusions of gods that he was familiar with.

"Do you want to go to the East China Sea for a while?" Ao Fangtian's figure appeared beside Yang Jian, and the so-called elusiveness was nothing more than that.

Knowing that he has great powers, Yang Jian said with a smile: "I won't go now, Xinke is still in Meishan, when I have free time, I will take her back to the Dragon Palace for a short stay."

"Alright, I miss her a little too, so come back earlier. If you have anything to do, go to Dragon Palace to find me. If those quasi-sages of the monster clan dare to make things difficult for you, I will definitely not let them go." Ao Fangtian smiled, said lightly, and said goodbye to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian made a bow, and Ao Fangtian took Ao Bing's soul and went straight back to the depths of the East China Sea, but did not enter the small crystal palace.

Yang Jian continued to wait here. Not long after, there was a dragon chant in this 'fake' crystal palace, and the Jiulong Bay was suddenly overturned. An old green dragon soared into the sky and went straight to Chentangguan.

Yang Jian is naturally familiar with the breath of this old dragon, he is his uncle, the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Yang Jian hurriedly followed without stopping, but just watched from afar.

The wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon, and when the dragon king travels, even if he does not use his supernatural powers, he will still be followed by clouds.

In an instant, the situation changed, the dark clouds above Chentang Pass were closed, the thunder shook, and the dragons chanted.

Little Nezha had just walked halfway, when he heard the sound of a dragon singing in the distance, he immediately stepped on the hot wheel and hurried to Chentangguan.

"Li Jing!"

A deep roar of anger blazed brightly in the sky, the might of the mighty dragon pressed down, and the people of Chentangguan panicked.

Li Jing also practiced Taoism and could perceive the might of dragons.

At this time, he had just arrived at home, and before he had time to change into a suit of armor, he rushed out of the middle hall, jumped onto the eaves, and looked at the sky in surprise.

There are giant dragons constantly rolling in the clouds, as if they will rush down at any moment.

"Li Jing!"

Li Jing shouted to the sky: "I don't know which fairy friend is calling? Please show up and meet!"

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the clouds in the sky cleared and the wind stopped, and the dragon-headed old man in Chinese clothes descended from the clouds, looking at Li Jing angrily and full of hatred.

"It turned out to be the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea!" Li Jing shouted loudly, "I don't know that the Dragon Lord is coming, and I am far away to welcome you. I hope you will forgive me!"

The Dragon Lord immediately shouted angrily: "Li Jing! If you don't give me an explanation today, I will definitely make you pay with blood!"

Although Li Jing was a little dazed, he asked calmly, "How to say it? What kind of way to say it?"

Ao Guang scolded angrily: "My poor child is on the East Sea, let your son beat him to death!"

Li Jing laughed as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Long may have misunderstood. I have three sons. The eldest son Jinzha practiced with Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, and the second son Muzha practiced with Puxian Daoist. They are not at home. The third son Nezha is still young, and it is impossible to go to the East China Sea to commit murder."

"It's your third son Nezha! Killed me! Killed me Xunhai Yacha!" The Dragon King pointed at Li Jing and scolded, "My son is the God of Clouds and Rain who was proclaimed by the imperial pen of the Lingxiao Palace! I was persecuted by your third son Nezha! If you can't give an explanation today, I will go to the Jade Emperor and sue you, so that all the Li family will be condemned by heaven!"

Yang Jian was sweating on his forehead while listening in the dark.

It's really embarrassing for my uncle, who worked so hard to 'seek justice', even put down his face, and went directly to complain to the Jade Emperor.

If he really wanted to avenge his son, why bother to go to heaven? Ao Guang waved his sleeves, and Chentangguan would be razed to the ground.

Li Jing frowned and said: "Mr. Long, I'm afraid someone planted a frame on my child. My third son is in the mansion. Ask him to come out and ask!"

"Hmph!" Ao Guang snorted coldly, as if he was about to make a move.

Li Jing hurriedly shouted to the left and right to bring Nezha. A group of generals rushed into the backyard, but they couldn't find where Nezha was; Mrs. Yin was even more anxious, shouting continuously, but couldn't find Nezha.

Just then...

"Daddy! Mother! I'm back!" Little Nezha descended by the clouds on his Hot Wheels, "Huh? Daddy, what are you doing on the roof? Who is this dragon-headed man? Daddy, look! I brought you a good baby!"

Just as he was talking, without looking at Li Jing, he held the bundle of dragon tendons and went forward to present the treasure.

After all, he was still a child, and he didn't know how to read words and expressions, he just wanted to please his father.

"Ah?" Seeing the dragon tendons, Ao Guang took two steps back trembling on the cloud, the dragon's eyes were bloodshot, and a violent majesty permeated his whole body!

Li Jing's face was pale, looking at the blood-stained and warm 'rope' that Nezha handed over, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yang Jian watched secretly, really afraid that Li Jing would say some unfeeling words.

For more than a year, he has been waiting here, isn't it just to make Nezha feel more at ease when he should be robbed? Whether Li Jing really regards Nezha as his son, you will know at a glance today...

"You did it for no reason! You!" Li Jing looked at Nezha, stomped his feet and asked, "Why did you kill that dragon son and cause such a disaster!"

"Li Jing! Here is the physical evidence! How dare you deny it!" Ao Guangguang was furious, pointing at Li Jing and about to strike.

"What are you doing!" Little Nezha turned his head and glared at the old Dragon King. He opened his hands like a calf and protected his father behind him. "I can tell you, my brother is also in the house! He is a hundred times stronger than me!"

This guy was also clever, judging from the power around the Dragon King that he was not his opponent, he directly moved Yang Jian out.

But Li Jing dragged Nezha behind him and stared at Nezha, "Why did you kill the Third Prince of Donghai and that Yasha?"

"Daddy," Nezha blinked, Li Jing turned his back to the Dragon King, and although he looked anxious, he also blinked at Nezha.

Perhaps, they all thought that Yang Jian was in the house, and they felt a little confident.

Of course, little Nezha was not stupid, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and told the situation at that time...

"The weather is hot. I went to the river to take a bath. First, an ugly monster popped up. He called me a monster and drove me away. I couldn't get angry, so I called him a monster back. The monster jumped on me and tried to kill me with a fork..."

"Then what?"

Little Nezha raised his head, and said in a grand manner: "Then I wrapped him with my belt and pulled it lightly, and unexpectedly he died."

The Dragon King scolded: "That ugly monster...that's Li Gen, Yasha Xunhai! Li Jing, what else do you have to say!"

"Don't be impatient, Dragon Lord!" Li Jing stared at Nezha, winked at Nezha, and asked, "Nezha! How did you kill the third prince of the Dragon Lord's family?"

"Ah... I continued to take a bath, and the third prince jumped out and wanted to hit me too." Little Nezha raised his head, "He wanted to hit me, of course I couldn't let him hit me, so I naturally backhanded. Then he hit me, and I beat him to death."

Li Jing coughed a few times, Nezha shut his mouth immediately, the tacit understanding between the father and son was pretty good.

The Dragon King on the cloud was trembling with anger, "Li Jing! Since you have heard it all! Don't tie him up to me, and go to heaven with me to confess!"

"Don't be impatient, Dragon Lord," Li Jing straightened his waist and said, "My son is simple in nature and never tells lies, and even an immortal has been reincarnated into my house, and he is born with great magic power."

"He is young, but his temperament is very strong. Lord Yasha and His Royal Highness in the Dragon Lord's family attacked him one after another. He fought back to save his life, but accidentally missed the seriousness. This was an unintentional mistake, and the incident was not caused by him. Even if he is guilty, he should not be killed."

"I, Li Jing, am the commander-in-chief of Chentangguan. I am in charge of the prosperity of this place, and this matter should be fair and fair. Even if the Dragon Lord goes to the Heavenly Court to file a complaint, Li Jing will also submit a copy, and ask Erlang to show himself as a real king, and take it to the Heavenly Court to appear in front of the Jade Emperor."

Well, this is really using Yang Jian as a backer.

Yang Jian, who was hiding in the dark, was speechless for a while, and the corner of the Dragon King's mouth twitched for a moment.

"Okay, Li Jing!" The Dragon King flicked his sleeves, "Just wait, I'll write the reference book right away, and I'll let you stay in Chen Tangguan!"

"Mr. Long has always been highly respected, why can't he preach...reasons..."

Li Jing wanted to say something, but the Dragon King had already left in a cloud, full of anger and fierce eyes.

Nezha made a face in the direction where Lord Long was leaving, but Li Jing turned around with a dark face and looked over.

"Come here!"

Nezha's smile froze and he blinked, not knowing why his father was suddenly so angry.