Indeed, as he saw, the leaves of this tree were ridiculously big, even bigger than what he had seen from a distance, and the roots were very strong. No matter how much rain washed away, it remained unmoving.
Jiang Ning was hiding underneath and couldn't even feel the moisture.
He was very satisfied.
"I'm enjoying the misery." Huddled under the leaves of an unknown big tree, listening to the rain pattering on top of his head, Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh at himself.
Since he entered the world of cultivation, he has experienced life and death, but this is the first time he has been in such a state of despair.
Thinking back to when I was in Qingling College, I was so prosperous.
Look at today again... The mighty Yang God, a city lord-level figure, is now hiding under the leaves in the deep mountains and old forests, starving, freezing, and without any friends.
How could such an experience be described as tragic?
"There are probably not many Yang Shen warriors in the world who are as miserable as me." Jiang Ning hummed an unknown ditty and muttered, "No, Wu Shiyi is one of them."
He thought of the young man with red bangs who always liked to hold straw in his mouth.
I don’t know whether he is alive or dead now!
"No, I have to find a way to go to sea and bring him back alive or dead." Jiang Ning sighed, looking at the rainwater that condensed into lines on the edges of the leaves, and thought to himself.
Rustling.
I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Ning's ears moved slightly.
He heard movement behind the tree. It sounded like footsteps. There were quite a few people coming.
He understood that people from Dongjie City were here.
Jiang Ning, who didn't want to ruin the artistic conception, held his breath, slowed down his heartbeat, and prepared to calm down the trouble.
But things just don't go as expected.
Along with the explosion, the tree Jiang Ning was leaning against was bombarded with magic and cut off at the waist.
The trunk of the tree tilted, and the water accumulated on the leaves splashed down.
After a while, the clothes that had been dried with spiritual energy were wet again, and Jiang Ning was left feeling cold to the core.
No matter how good-tempered a person is, he cannot withstand such torture.
Jiang Ning's anger suddenly boiled up.
However, the people behind the tree didn't notice anything at all, and were talking and complaining among themselves.
"What happens next? People come, the trees are smashed, and then they all get together and stare at each other!"
"Wait a minute, Mr. Xiong has never missed anything."
"Shit, he's getting older, and sometimes he's an old fool. I think he's just playing tricks on me. He's fooling around here even when it's raining heavily. That old blind man has no good intentions!"
While Jiang Ning was listening, two more explosions sounded in his ears.
Astonishingly, two other trees were also blown up by magic, and the one closest to them hit him right at his position.
First it will be watered by rain, and then it will be hit by a tree. No matter how good-tempered you are, you still have to endure it.
"You are going too far!"
Jiang Ning burst out with a roar, clenched his fist and smashed the fallen tree into pieces. He stood in the air and glared at everyone on the ground.
Everyone who was complaining to each other all looked up, looking stunned.
"Is it him?" the black man asked in a low voice.
The woman in the skirt looked gleaming in her eyes. She looked at him for a moment and said, "It's him. He matches the figure in the light and shadow."
"What else are you talking about? Whoever gets the credit will get it!" The young man slowly put away the folding fan in his hand and said with a cold gaze.
The black man scraped the two axes back and forth with a clanking sound.
"You're right, whoever chops off his dog's head will get the credit!"
Jiang Ning's eyelids twitched as he listened to their unobtrusive conversation.
After all, everyone is in the same realm, so they don’t take themselves too seriously!
He was extremely angry and said with a smile: "Originally I wanted to spare your lives, but since you are so impatient to die, Jiang will be merciful and help you!"
"Ignorant boy, arrogant!" The black man took the lead.
He spat into his palms, rubbed his hands together, picked up the ax and struck at Jiang Ning.
"The furious sea lion is angry!" In the black man's hand, the ax turned into a blue lion, opened its bloody mouth, and spit out a dragon whirlwind that swept the world. Everything in the place where the wind passed by was torn apart.
Jiang Ning was not afraid at all. He mobilized his spiritual energy and blood, and condensed a huge bright red tiger beast behind him to compete with the ferocious lion.
Zhan Zong martial arts, Dragon and Tiger Demon Subduing Fist!
The ligers and tigers fought in the air, and their powerful attacks collided, destroying all the surrounding weeds and rocks.
boom!
The black man smashed it down from the air, and one of the axes flew out. If the young man with the folding fan hadn't been able to dodge quickly, his head would have been split in half.
"Come along, this bitch is very evil!" The black man said while coughing up blood.
The collision of spells just now shocked his internal organs. Although it was not a serious injury, the burst of pain in his body still made the black man vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.
"I don't have the ability, yet I still accuse others of evil practices." The young man with the folding fan who was watching the excitement sneered. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, the folding fan whirled, killing Jiang Ning with a cold light in the air.
The paper fan looks fragile, but is actually sharper than a knife blade.
The extremely hard flower rock was divided into two halves after being lightly brushed by it, and the cut surface was smooth and neat.
It's a magic weapon!
The paper fan broke through the air and headed straight for the door facing Jiang Ning.
He was about to reach out to grab the paper fan, but suddenly, Jiang Ning's pupils shrank sharply, and he lost his voice: "Sad!"
The fan thrown out by the young man was actually the fan that Wu Jiudao gave to Henry Zhang!
Because Zhang Xuan lost Chen Yue and Nushang, he traveled alone in the Kyushu Continent, preparing to find them back, but he lost all news after that.
For this reason, Jiang Ning decided to find it himself.
The purpose of his coming out this time was, firstly, to fulfill Wu Jiudao's request, and secondly, to retrieve them.
I didn’t expect there was no news for so long, but today I saw Henry Zhang’s fan here!
One can imagine Jiang Ning’s mood!
He turned his head to avoid the fan, and at the same time reached out to grab the paper fan.
The high-speed rotating paper fan collided with Jiang Ning's palm, sparks flying everywhere.
Seeing this, the young man with the folding fan sneered: "My fan has been carefully tempered by the craftsman and is indestructible. You, a mortal, want to catch it. You really don't know whether to live or die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ning's fingers firmly grasped the paper fan.
The young man's complexion suddenly turned dark and extremely ugly.
"You have such a strong body, please be careful. I'm afraid this boy has something to do with Wuzhou!" The woman in Ruqun recalled the magical power that Jiang Ning had just used and reminded her.
The young man was furious and said: "No matter where he is, anyone who dares to act recklessly in Dongjie City will be killed!"
That fan was his favorite magic weapon, but at this moment, it was taken away by an outsider. This made him feel very sad.
He felt bad, and Jiang Ning felt the same way.
"Tell me, where did you get this fan? Who is the original owner of the fan?" Jiang Ning held the folding fan tightly and scolded him angrily.
The young man was stunned by his roar.
My magic weapon was taken away by you, and you still yelled at me?
What the hell is this?
Some things just make you feel more aggrieved the more you think about them.
The young man was so angry that he immediately deliberately provoked: "I snatched the fan, and the original owner was naturally beaten to death by me. Why, is it possible that the ant has something to do with you?"