Chapter 337 Shameless

Three angry thunders exploded in the sky at the end of the stone steps.

【Fuck! This thunder won't blow a hole in the sky! 】

【Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! 】

[Isn’t this going to start a fight? Call me! 】

Eating melon is not too exciting.

Jiang Ningning was not sure whether this thunder could blow a hole in the sky, but after the three thunders returned the same way, there was no movement on the other side.

Not only was there no movement on the other side, but even the servants of Tiandao and those innate peacocks disappeared in an instant.

On the empty stone steps, only the pit that Jiang Ningning had blasted with the talisman was left.

The golden crow hovered above its head and suddenly let out a shrill cry. The dogs that had become quiet next to it suddenly started barking wildly.

While the screams were making people's hearts, lungs, and scalp tremble, and their scalps were numb, heavy fog filled the stone steps leading to the sky. The black fog was filled with red light, smelling of blood.

[Wori, isn’t this the legendary blood mist? 】

[It can’t be blood mist. Blood mist is a magic that can devour people’s minds. How can there be blood mist in Shengtian Palace? 】

[There is also a congenital peacock in Shengtian Palace! Isn't that the evil beast that was suppressed by Tiandao himself at the foot of Wuling Mountain? Why can't a peacock have blood mist if it's an innate one? 】

[Fuck, I suddenly had an extremely outrageous but seemingly reasonable guess. 】

[I seem to have guessed your guess. 】

Jiang Ningning held her sword, looked at the blood mist that was getting thicker in front of her eyes, and was about to strike with her sword——

Wow~

The sound of surging waves suddenly came from the blood mist.

It was Jiang Ningning's most familiar voice, so familiar that she couldn't help but blush when she heard it.

There was a figure shaking in the originally dark blood mist.

"Ningning, run!"

"Quickly, take Ningning away, take her away, let her leave!"

"Take Xiaojiu away!"

"Don't look back, let's go!"

It was that catastrophe.

The catastrophe of massacre.

When the massacre began, Jiang Ningning was protected by her brothers and sisters and taken away by her little ones. She never knew what happened at the scene.

All she knew was that none of her brothers and sisters survived.

But now, what appeared before her eyes was that massacre.

The third brother is holding a bronze sword in his hand, which is exactly the same as the one Jiang Ningning is holding now.

He roared angrily to take Xiao Jiu away, and swung his sword to fight back, but a thunder struck the dragon directly.

Jiang Ningning watched helplessly.

Her third brother didn't even have time to cut the sword out, and the dragon's tail was broken by lightning.

The moment the lightning struck, her third brother looked up at the sky in shock.

Boom.

A thunder.

He slashed at his third brother's eyes.

"Third brother, be careful!" It was fifth brother.

The fifth brother rushed over and pushed the third brother away.

The thunder struck the bottom of the sea and set off a thousand-foot tsunami.

There were five of them, and their heads were tied with a rope by a human.

In the thick fog, the red light was even brighter.

Jiang Ningning suddenly understood.

The red light in the black mist is blood.

It was the blood of her brothers and sisters.

Gritting her teeth, Jiang Ningning held the sword in her hand and was about to step forward.

"Be good, don't go." Suddenly a gentle voice sounded behind Jiang Ningning.

Follow.

A ribbon covered her eyes.

Jiang Ningning was blindfolded, turned around in surprise, and recognized the person by his voice, "Master?"

"Um."

"You want to disobey me?" The disappeared voice sounded above the head again.

Jiang Ningning pulled off the ribbon around her eyes and was about to kill her, but her master held her hand, grabbed it, and held it tightly without letting go.

She couldn't break free.

But she heard her master say: "Be obedient."

Jiang Ningning suddenly stopped struggling.

top of head.

With vicious hatred in his gnashing teeth, he asked again, "Are you going to disobey me?"

"You broke the promise first." Her master's voice was neither high nor low, but there was a chill in it. "You didn't do what you said before."

"so what!"

The voice above his head even contained a clear despicable tone.

"The way of heaven is the master of all things. Who dares to refute what the way of heaven wants? The little Beihai Dragon Girl also wants to be the master of the way of heaven? I don't know how high the sky is. If you do it again, the souls trapped in the Beihai Dragon Palace will be destroyed."

The thick fog flickered, and eight dragons appeared in dots of red light.

Jiang Ningning went to Baishui Village several times, knowing full well that the spirits of her brothers and sisters were in the sealed Dragon Palace below Baishui Village.

But he didn't dare to take a look.

But she didn't dare to go. Now, Tiandao was directly in front of her.

It's just that Jiang Ningning's eyes were covered with a ribbon, so she couldn't see anything.

However--

Jiang Ningning's master underestimated the evil nature of heaven.

The moment the screams appeared on the screen, he immediately covered Jiang Ningning's ears, but it was still a step too late.

The sad voice made Jiang Ningning raise her hand and tear off the ribbon in front of her eyes.

Eight dragons were slaughtered, skinned and deboned.

She saw clearly.

"You are not qualified to fight against me. Next time, think carefully before you come again. Want to threaten me? It doesn't matter whether you are worthy or not!"

There are more and more red lights in the black fog, and the black fog is almost turning into blood-red fog.

Jiang Ningning gritted her teeth and clutched her sword. The hatred in her heart was unbearable, and she was about to kill him with the sword.

But before her master could stop her, the voice above her head didn't know whether it was fear or something, but he took the first step——

"If you dare to move, I will make those eight spirits fly away immediately."

Jiang Ningning was about to charge with her sword, but she froze.

His master looked distressed.

He reached out and took her into his arms.

Make her fall asleep.

"Those who dare to violate the laws of heaven will end up like this!" The voice above the head shouted angrily with an air of arrogance and arrogance.

Another world live broadcast room.

The barrage was still boiling before.

At this moment, it is obvious that there are more than three million, but not a single barrage has passed by.

Her master looked at the blood mist and said, "With this handle, you can threaten once or twice, but if you push someone into a panic, the fish will die and the net will be broken. If I risk everything and don't want anything, what will happen to you?"

"You want to disobey me?" The voice above his head was full of sadness and hatred.

"I want you to hand over the man who took away the Himalayan white-headed snake. My apprentice will come here once. I won't let her go empty-handed. You need to think carefully."

"You are so presumptuous! Are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

"You are not afraid of wearing shoes when you are barefoot. I can risk everything for nothing, can you?" Holding Jiang Ningning in one hand, he conjured a sword in the air with the other.

This means to fight.

The voices above me suddenly died down.

"Hand in." Jiang Ningning, her master, refused to give in.

I don’t know how long the confrontation lasted.

Snap.

A man wearing a silver mask fell out of thin air and rolled down the steps.

Rolled down to Jiang Ningning's feet.

Her master took this man and Jiang Ningning away with him.

Jiang's Funeral Shop.

Jiang Ningning seemed to have had a long dream.

That dream was so long that it made people panic.

I want to wake up, but I can't open my eyes.

This dream always comes back and forth with one scene: a desolate wilderness.

She kept walking, kept walking, obviously she couldn't walk anymore, but she didn't know why she couldn't wake up.

"Ning Ning."

"Ning Ning wake up."

"Ning Ning!"

Four little ones gathered around the bed anxiously.

The spirit water grass was suspended in the air, looking at Jiang Ningning with dark eyes. Three drops of water followed the ends of the grass blades, one drop at a time, and fell between Jiang Ningning's lips.