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The white dragon raised its body and held its head high.

A punched head with a hollow in the cheek.

It turned its neck, squinted its eyes, condescended, spat out the blood in its mouth, and looked at Jiang Ningning, "It turned out to be you trash."

Jiang Ningning has always been adhering to a truth.

It can be solved with fists, and there will never be more beeps.

"Trash? I hope you remember what you said."

If Daoist King Kong didn't pay attention to gravity just now, and kicked the ground three meters high, then now Jiang Ningning and gravity have achieved the effect of repelling the magnetic poles of the same name.

He jumped up and jumped directly on top of the white dragon.

Straightforwardly, with a squeeze of his fist, he smashed the top of the sky towards his head.

The dragon roared and swung its huge tail towards Jiang Ningning.

Then--

It was caught by Jiang Ningning~
Pulling the dragon's tail with one hand, he punched him at the Tianling Gai.

boom!
A loud bang.

The property manager and the security guard Xiao Liu rubbed their eyes, wondering if he had been hallucinated by the fright, and he just felt that the girl was punched by the dragon——

short?

Jiang Ningning's fallen body directly pulled the dragon's tail and rode on its head.

Long ago, Du Feiyu hit thousands of pits on the beach.

The existing Ningning Fist falls into the dragon's head and thousands of points.

There was also Daoist Vajra who was scrambling up, taking advantage of the giant dragon being restrained by Jiang Ningning, and frantically slapped talisman paper on him, just like sticking a wall.

Jiang Ningning held the giant dragon in his hand and punched it.

Roaring and smashing, but no matter how frantically he rushed and struggled, he couldn't break free, even the illusion didn't work.

"Trash, let me go, or I will let your Dragon Clan be wiped out!"

"I heard that your memory has been activated?"

"Then how do you still have the face to live!"

"Your whole family died for you, but you still live shamelessly? Is it because you are more useless than them?"

"If I were you, I stabbed myself to make amends. When the whole family is alive, you can't even fly. If the family is dead, you will become more powerful? Do you want face?"

"A person who is shameless is invincible. You really...do you know how your third brother died? Hahahaha, let me skin you alive."

"Do you know how to peel a dragon's skin?"

"Do you know what your third brother said before he died?"

"He said, please, please let Ning Ning go, he knelt at my feet crying and begging..."

He said every sentence was unbearable, and he wanted to use this method to break down Jiang Ningning's mentality.

Jiang Ningning looked at this impotent and furious trash with cold eyes.

mess with my mentality?
Punch after punch became more ruthless.

At the moment Jiang Ning Ningdi dropped an unknown number of punches.

The property manager and security guard Xiao Liu watched the huge white dragon turn into a toad.

Guagua~
Lie down on the ground.

Property Manager: ...

Security Liu: ...

The gene mutation that can still hit people with fists has reached this level?
Direct species switch?
The toad was beaten back to its original shape, and when it landed, it was about to shed its shell. Jiang Ningning stepped on it directly.

The shelling was not successful, and the shit was almost stepped out.

The toad lay at Jiang Ningning's feet, struggling and threatening, "If you dare to hit me, you are not afraid of being killed by the Nine Heavens Thunder? Let me tell you, if you dare to hurt me, the Nine Heavens Thunder will kill you! Let me go!"

Jiang Ningning used to detest toads as disgusting.

now--

She looks like a pervert.

Bending down and grabbing the toad by the neck, he looked into its bulging bulb-like eyes, "Afraid? I'm afraid that the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder won't come, and it's just in time for it to come. I'll pinch you, and I'm going to strike you to death."

After leaving a word, Jiang Ningning walked out holding the toad.

Daoist Vajra over there scrambled and rushed forward, "Miss, stop."

Jiang Ningning looked back at him.

Daoist King Kong took out his mobile phone, "Add a WeChat?"

Jiang Ningning looked at him with Nani's face.

What the hell?

Daoist King Kong firmly moved forward and tapped his phone.

"Add one, add a WeChat, I am the Taoist priest of Baiyun temple, where is the girl practicing?"

Jiang Ningning: ...

He licked his lips, and then again, "I practice in a funeral shop."

Daoist King Kong was stunned.

Jiang Ningning didn't look at him again, and left directly holding the toad.

Just as Jiang Ningning was about to walk to the elevator entrance, suddenly the incandescent light above his head flickered twice, followed by darkness.

The kind of black that can't be seen.

But the panic shouts from the property manager and security guard Xiao Liu did not come.

Then it's not really lights out.

It is the five yin array.

The last time at Wuling Mountain, Jiang Ningning was about to take down the old toad, when the Five Yin Formation appeared.

Not only was the old toad rescued, but she and Huang Huang were almost trapped on the mountain and couldn't get up and down.

Here it is, again.

Jiang Ningning stood where she was, holding the toad and not moving.

Toad, on the other hand, immediately yelled mournfully, "Master, save me."

"Let go."

A gloomy voice came from above the head.

I can't tell the direction, but it's very cold.

Back then when humans besieged the Beihai Dragon Palace, the leader was a man wearing a silver mask.

Niu Yuntai said that that man was their master.

Jiang Ningning's pupils shot out hatred, and he squeezed the toad's hand as the hatred permeated his limbs and bones, tightening his fingers.

The toad screamed, and Jiang Ningning provoked coldly, "It's all here, why don't you show your face? What? Have no face to face people?"

"Heh!" The man's cold voice was dismissive, "Let him go, or—"

He made a long sound.

Suddenly, in the pitch-black environment, a cluster of red lights lit up five meters away from Jiang Ningning's eyes.

Red light jumps, like flames.

The Vajra Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple and the security manager Xiao Liu were suspended in the air, with their limbs drooping and their eyes closed, they were blinded by the red light.

"I'll say it again, let him go, or I'll kill these three people who don't know what to do."

As he spoke, he sneered, and the laughter echoed in the underground garage.

"You know, this murder is on your head."

"Back then, the 49 nine-day profound thunders were not enough. Do you want to try again?"

The sarcasm in his tone was disgusting.

But Jiang Ningning caught the key point.

The murder is on her head.

That is to say, this man has something of hers in his hands, or has taken up her fate in some way.

Jiang Ningning probed, "Take my stuff and keep it for yourself, are you very complacent?"

The man was silent for a moment, "Test me? You deserve it too. I'll say it again, let him go."

He lost his patience and became irritable.

In front of the three people illuminated by the red light, the body of the security guard Xiao Liu was lifted up.

A hand with sharp joints appeared in the air, directly pinched the security guard Xiao Liu's neck, and tightened it.

He wanted to pinch Xiao Liu's neck.

"Let me go, or my master will kill him!" The toad was pinched by Jiang Ningning and threatened arrogantly.