The storyteller behind the table is full of passion and vividness!

There was applause from the audience, cheers and restlessness!

Jiang Huiqing, who was deeply attracted by the storyteller's opening sentence, shining with his eyes, looking forward to the wonderful story below with an expectant look.

The demon spirit Nezha trembled all over and silently lowered his head, and the melon seeds and candied fruit in his hand fell all over the ground.

Di Chen'er was stunned, her face darkened, and she pressed one hand heavily on the demon spirit Nezha's hand, and clenched her fist with the other hand.

Bang-

The awestral tree sounded again, and the storyteller showed a trace of fear and said loudly: "The old Dragon King of the East China Sea who lost his dragon son was furious and rushed to his head. The dragon's eyes seemed to contain flames and thunder, staring at the General of Chentang Pass on the heavy city wall of Chentang Pass, Lord Li Jing!

The old Dragon King shouted in a deep voice: Li Jing, you kill my Longzi. If you don’t give me an explanation today, don’t blame me for flooding your Chentang Pass. At that time, the nine thousand people in Chentang Pass will pay off your debts for you!"

The storyteller took a step to the left, turned around and looked solemn, saluted respectfully to the sky, and clasped his voice and said, "Old Dragon King, my son is really a naughty by nature, but he is definitely not ignorant of the world. Today, the Old Dragon King mobilized so many people, and Li Jing was naturally timid, but... If you only listen to your words, you may be wronged by my son. Old Dragon King, I have sent soldiers to capture him. If he admits it personally, Li Jing will give Lao Wang an explanation!"

At this point, the storyteller moved back to the right, turned around and shouted in anger, "Li Jing, how could a mere child commit a heinous crime? If you repeatedly shelter your son, the water flooded Chentang would not be as close as my dragon's breath!"

The storyteller suddenly stood in the middle hall and said in shock: "Before the words from the fierce old dragon king fell, a pair of steamer was coming quickly in the distance with heavy rain. In just a blink of an eye, the child who killed the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea had already landed beside his father Li Jing. The child was wearing a muddle of heaven, carrying a Qiankun circle on his shoulder, holding a fire-sharp gun in his hand, staring at the huge dragon body that was pressing against the black clouds of the city!"

At this point, the storyteller showed his righteous posture, pointed the folding fan in his hand and shouted: "Old Dragon King, it was obvious that you were not disciplined strictly, but Ao Bing was the first to offend me and disturbed me to take a bath. Today he made trouble and wanted to hurt the people on the coast of my Chentang Pass. It should be killed!"

Storyteller suddenly robeed, "I heard that the child who took his life was shouting at the top of the city. The four old dragon kings in the black clouds were paired with each other. In an instant, the dragon roared in the dark clouds, and the wind roared, and thunder fell. In front of the four dragon kings in the dragon position! The raindrops as big as beans were considered drizzle. At this time, the four old dragon kings in the sky spewed out the water from the four seas, as if the four hanging waterfalls were rolling into Chentang Pass. In just three or two breaths, the water had stopped at the waist of the adults, and the people of Chentang Pass were immediately in panic!"

Bang-

A shrilling sound of the guests in the hall. Everyone in the venue was sweating coldly. The storyteller stretched his eyebrows and picked up the teacup beside the table to drink a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

Jiang Huiqing took a deep breath, raised her sleeve to wipe away the cold sweat from her forehead. She didn't know what she was thinking about in her head, and she squeezed a plum and stuffed it into her mouth, frowned slightly and murmured:

"Hiss, if Chentang Pass in the story is this Chentang Pass, the child who killed Longzi is likely to be a real existence? Hiss, since Nezha knows this storytelling teahouse, he must have been here? Then he should have heard of this story too?"

When he talked to himself, he suddenly turned around and patted the demon spirit Nezha on the shoulder, and asked impatiently: "Hurry up, tell my sister what is the name of the timid Xiong Xin Leopard who was bold and reckless and dared to kill Long Zi."

After the voice fell, she realized that the demon spirit Nezha's face was a little ugly. Then she looked at Di Chen'er, whose face was even more ugly, and frowned for a moment, scratched her head and asked, "You are fascinated by hearing it, do you think the water has already disappeared from your waist?"

The demon spirit Nezha took a deep breath, raised his head with a smile, drank the tea in the teacup in front of him, and then pinched two crispy dates. He jumped off the bench and smiled and said, "I'll go out and don't eat up all the food. I'll pinch two dates first, haha."

Seeing this, Jiang Huiqing said in a "stop" voice, "I thought you really had substituted yourself, but to be honest, this storyteller's storytelling method is really amazing."

Yu Guang saw that the storyteller had raised the gavel, Jiang Huiqing was interested again, and hurriedly looked over and waited for the storyteller to tell the following story.

At the same time, Di Chen'er grabbed the hand of the demon spirit Nezha. The latter turned around and looked at his gloomy and uneasy face in surprise, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Di Chen'er glanced at the tea table that had already been empty in the corner, and asked in a deep voice: "You won't come back as soon as you go, are you?"

The demon spirit Nezha sneered, "What did you say? Could it be that my master can still be suffocated to death by being stolen and peeing on the way?"

Di Chen'er stared at his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "If anyone makes things difficult, call my name and be on call."

While the demon spirit Nezha was funny, he waved his hand to leave here again. He stuffed a crispy date into his mouth and said vaguely: "What's wrong with you suddenly? Don't scare me, I don't have much courage to eat."

Di Chen'er smiled and said, "Go, remember to come back."

The demon spirit Nezha rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile: "If you don't come back, where can I go? Did you get your head hit by a turtle shell? It makes me feel very nervous."

As he said that, he walked away. After asking where the toilet was on the escalator, he hurried downstairs with his crotch and muttered:

"Speaking of this, I really haven't called you seriously 'Di Chen'er'."

Bang-

The awestral tree sounded again, and the storyteller raised his brows and said loudly: "I said before: The raindrops as big as beans are already drizzle. At this time, the four old dragon kings in the sky spewed out of the mouths of the four old dragon kings, as if the four-hanging waterfalls were rolling into Chentang Pass. In just three or two breaths, the water had stopped at the waist of the adults, and the people of Chentang Pass were immediately in panic! The Dragon King of the East China Sea looked down at the child above the city, and the dragon power was furious and intimidated!"

He re-introduced all spectators. At this point, the storyteller looked angry and stood on tiptoe and leaned down to look down at the spectators. He held the folding fan and suddenly pointed at the girl who was most engrossed in the hall, staring at the most sensible little girl in the hall, staring at her eyebrows and threateningly:

"Nezha, if you kill my son, you must give me an explanation from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, otherwise Chentang Pass will turn into a vast ocean because of you!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huiqing's whole body trembled suddenly, and she stood up like an electric shock, panic and disturbed the story of Storyteller.

"Nezha!?"

When she suddenly turned her head and looked at the seat where the demon spirit Nezha was supposed to be, she did not see the demon spirit Nezha, but only saw the melon seeds and candied fruits scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Huiqing reacted instantly, and a feeling of apologies and regrets surged into her heart like a flood. She slapped her hands on the tea table and shouted at the top of her throat: "Di Chen'er, have you known it a long time ago!"

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The demon spirit Nezha was chewing crispy dates in his mouth and pinching the remaining one in his hand. He walked out of the teahouse leisurely and stopped in front of the fat man and handsome man.

He spit out the date pit with a "pah", slowly raised his eyes, and asked, "After following me, have you been impatient?"

Fat Yong dragged the bird cage and asked with concern: "I'm having fun all the way, how happy I'm having fun?"

"Of course I'm so happy~"

The demon spirit Nezha waved his hand, and a crispy date was put into the air by him. He opened his mouth and bitten it in a big mouth, and said vaguely: "It's so damn fun, but it's a pity. I'm tired of playing and want to rest now. Why don't you take me away?"

Just as the handsome man was about to speak, the face of the demon spirit Nezha suddenly changed drastically. He raised his finger and pointed at his nose angrily, shouting in the street: "There is no place for you to speak here, so shut up honestly!"

The hustle and bustle here caused a stir in the hearts of the people on the street, and they all frowned and looked at it. The second floor of the teahouse, which was also silent due to the angry shout of a girl, heard the roar in the street.

In an instant, Di Chen'er suddenly stood up and looked out the window with Jiang Huiqing, whose face changed drastically. The next moment, the two of them rushed to the window facing the street at the same time!

"Come on, let's make a break here today, Li Jing!"

The demon spirit Nezha was furious and had changed to his true form.

In an instant, the demonic energy soared into the sky. From behind the demon spirit Nezha who suddenly rose into the sky, a huge magic image of three heads and six arms condensed with the demonic energy!

The graceful man and the handsome man returned to his true body at the same time. The latter looked exactly the same as the demon spirit Nezha. He wore a muddle of heaven, carried a Qiankun circle on his shoulders, stepped on a hot wheel, and danced a fire-sharp spear in his hand and wanted to swing the demonic energy.

But the next moment, Li Jing, the king of Tota, suddenly stretched out his arm to block his way, sacrificed the Linglong Pagoda in his hand, and shouted: "Demon Spirit, you have two choices today. One is to return to the turtle of the turtle obediently; the other is to be completely destroyed!"

The Chentang Pass suddenly became a mess, and the crowds who fled here on the street began to flee in a panic.

Nezha, a demon spirit hanging down at the entire Chentang Pass, asked arrogantly: "Why is there no third choice!"

The Tota Heavenly King Li Jing, who had a true body of Dharma Image, could not face the demon spirit and said helplessly: "My child, this is your life."

"Go to your life!"

The demon spirit Nezha shouted angrily, and the huge magic images all raised their arms together. The surging demonic energy surged from the six arms. The already drowsy sky seemed to have huge waves falling down, covering the entire Chentang Pass!
Chapter completed!