The Malevolent Monster Just Wants To Farm

Chapter 87: Calculate

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They only saw Li Jing's anxious look and heard the rumors about the dragon clan's arrogance, and they all wanted to jump into the sea and beat up the dragon clan.

At this moment, when everyone saw this magnificent fairy palace and this mysterious cloud bridge, the rationality that had been lost in the impulse suddenly returned.

There were even a few older people who couldn't control themselves and knelt down, shouting "Immortal".

Li Jing instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Not direct, not violent, this is not like the style of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.

At this time, a figure appeared on the cloud bridge.

He was wearing a white cloak, with his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. His features could not be seen clearly, but only his elegant figure could be seen.

Against the backdrop of the sea of clouds and the fairy palace behind him, he perfectly fits the image of an immortal in the imagination of all mortals.

All of a sudden, half more people knelt down and shouted "immortal".

Now Li Jing felt that something was seriously wrong.

The other party didn't even show up, and before he even said a word, the momentum that we had worked so hard to build up had already dissipated.

He was anxious: "May I ask who is coming? Will you let my poor Nezha child go?"

Jiang Lin stood on the Cloud Bridge and looked down at the crowd. He said, "I am the Third Prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea."

The third prince of the Dragon King!

Isn’t that the evil dragon that cruelly killed the bride!

The people of Chentang Pass who followed Li Jing were somewhat confused - the appearance shown by Jiang Lin was far from the image of the "evil dragon" in their minds.

"Are those standing on the beach General Li and the people of Chentangguan?"

Li Jing answered loudly, "That's right! May I ask Third Prince! Where is my poor child Nezha? He is young and ignorant, and he offended you. As a father, I am willing to take the blame myself. I only hope that the Dragon King can show mercy and let my innocent child go."

When he said this, the people following him suddenly remembered that their Third Young Master was still being detained and tortured in the Dragon Palace.

Moreover, many people who had followed General Li for some time had also witnessed the scene where the Dragon King became furious and beat General Li back.

Suddenly, their fear of dragons diminished a lot.

Jiang Lin stood on the cloud bridge, listening to such words and looking at the expressions of the people below, feeling bored and tedious.

If it was only Li Jing, he wouldn't mind using force to resolve the misunderstanding first and then sitting down for a friendly communication.

But it doesn't work.

Standing behind Li Jing was the entire heaven.

He couldn't give Heaven any excuses.

This is very frustrating, but the dragon clan can only bear it now.

The human race is thriving, and good fortune is favoring it.

The Heavenly Court used the human race to plot against the Dragon Race, and now, he also wants to use the human race's luck to fight back.

Jiang Lin suddenly sighed.

The cloud bridge slowly extended to the ground, and he slowly walked down from it.

The people finally saw the appearance of the Third Prince of the Dragon King. Wearing a snow-white cloak, he looked like ice and snow, like beautiful jade. His appearance and temperament were so beautiful that they could not imagine him enough.

Many old men cried for joy: "I never thought that I would have the honor to see the gods!" This is an honor enough to be written into the family tree.

Jiang Lin raised his hand, and everyone felt a breeze lift their knees and stood up involuntarily.

Many people looked at Jiang Lin excitedly. This could be considered a close contact with an immortal, right

"My father was very angry and was very rude to General Li a while ago. It was because he was so angry and distressed."

Jiang Lin glanced at Li Jing with a half-smile: "General Li said his son is pitiful, but I don't think so. The Third Young Master can even do such a feat as slaying a dragon."

Li Jing immediately denied it: "Although Nezha has a bit of a bad temper, he is a good person by nature."

He knew that Nezha had had a conflict with the Third Prince, but now the Third Prince was standing here just fine, so it was obvious that nothing serious had happened.

Public opinion always favors the weak.

The immortal in his dream told him that with the violent temper of the dragon clan, Nezha would inevitably suffer a lot in the Dragon Palace.

When the people of Chentang Pass see this, they will only be more afraid and disgusted with the dragon clan and stay away from them.

Li Jing didn't know why the immortal wanted to deal with the dragon clan, but he didn't care - the immortal said that as long as he obeyed his orders, he could ensure that the Li family would become immortals.

That’s becoming an immortal!

The immortal said that Nezha would suffer, and Li Jing felt sorry for him. But the immortal said that Nezha was the reincarnation of Kunlun's spirit stone, and he was heartless and heartless, and he was just reincarnated into the Li family to experience hardships.

Moreover, this was his calamity. Although he would suffer some pain, his life would not be in danger.

Li Jing's last bit of hesitation was also eliminated.

Jiang Lin didn't say anything, and transformed into his true form in front of everyone.

There was an uproar among the crowd.

Jiang Lin transformed into a dragon-shaped Dharma body, a huge white dragon body that was a thousand feet long.

The giant dragon bathed in the rosy glow should have been elegant and noble, but at this moment, on its graceful body, where originally covered with beautiful dragon scales, there were only shocking pits of blood.

The bleeding has stopped, but the wound has not healed. Those who are closer can see the blurry flesh and blood beneath the hideous wound.

This is a dragon covered with scars, with only the tail intact.

Such scars, even if they were not on their own bodies, everyone showed a look of shock and pity.

When Jiang Lin turned into a human form again, everyone looked at him with much more complicated expressions.

Li Jing himself did not expect that the calm and composed Third Prince of Long actually had such serious injuries.

And he mentioned Nezha slaying the dragon before...

Sure enough, the next moment, Jiang Lin spoke up: "These are all left by your third son."

Wow!

The people started to discuss the matter again: they did not know the full story, they only heard Li Jing talk about how small Nezha was and how fierce the Dragon King was. But they never knew that Nezha had actually injured the Dragon King's Third Prince so badly.

Jiang Lin looked at the crowd and said earnestly, "My father loves his son very much. When he saw my injuries, he was so angry that he lost his mind. When he saw that General Li couldn't control his anger, he reacted violently."

After seeing the injuries on his body, everyone expressed their understanding:

"I thought the Dragon King was unreasonable and the Dragon Clan was arrogant. Now that I think about it, the Dragon King has a pretty good temper."

"That's right! If my young son was hurt like this, I would kill the little beast even if it cost me my life!"

"The Third Young Master actually did such a cruel thing!"

"… "

When Li Jing heard these discussions, he knew something was wrong.

The current development of the matter has far exceeded his expectations and is also different from what the immortal said in his dream.

He knew that he couldn't do that. The immortal in his dream had a bad temper. If he couldn't fulfill his request... Li Jing didn't want to think about the consequences.

He immediately interrupted everyone's discussion and said in a deep voice: "Third Prince, my son Nezha is young and didn't know the severity of his attack. He hurt you. I apologize to you on his behalf. But he was impulsive because he heard about the tragic scene of the bride sacrifice and couldn't control himself. If the Third Prince wants to take revenge, just come to me, Li Jing, and don't take it out on a five-year-old child."

Nezha has not come out until now, and seeing Jiang Lin's injuries, Li Jing has no doubt that Nezha must have suffered inhuman torture in the Dragon Palace.

It is even possible that you will lose your life.

He eagerly hoped that these things would be seen by the people of Chentang Pass.

As soon as he said this, the people who had previously felt that the Third Prince Long was pitiful suddenly remembered: this dragon is far from being as humble and pitiful as it looks now.

He was a vicious dragon that tore an innocent woman to pieces!

For a moment, the way people looked at Jiang Lin changed again.

Seeing this, Jiang Lin sighed inwardly.

He finally understood why those gods needed the luck of human beings, but at the same time were so high and mighty that they did not take human beings seriously at all.

Human beings are limited by the current level of social development, and most of them are not yet able to read and write, so their hearts are easily incited.

-Even if Li Jing's words were completely wrong and illogical to Jiang Lin, they were just a very crude tactic.

But the people behind him believed it and were moved by General Li's deep love for his son.

Jiang Lin said in a deep voice: "This is exactly what I am very confused about."

He glanced at the people of Chentangguan behind Li Jing and said, "I just want to know who spread the rumor that the Dragon King was angry at Chentangguan for not raining? Who spread the rumor about sacrificing the bride? And who spread the rumor that I killed innocent people?"

Among the people who followed Li Jing today, there were naturally people who spread rumors.

Since he had set up the game, he naturally couldn't help but want to see with his own eyes the fate of the people involved.

As they came over, the people started talking about it, and soon they pointed at an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest wore a Bagua robe, his hair and beard were all white, and he looked like an immortal.

The old Taoist priest met Jiang Lin's penetrating eyes and thought to himself that something was wrong.

"Old Taoist, you said that the East China Sea Dragon Clan was angry at Chentang Pass and deliberately didn't let it rain? Do you need a bride to be sacrificed?" Jiang Lin questioned.

The old Taoist priest denied it flatly: "No, there is no such thing..."

"Chen Banxian, what nonsense are you talking about?" A muscular man next to him spoke up, "That's what you said. I heard it clearly that day!"

Someone nearby nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, that's what Chen Banxian said."

The old Taoist priest had a terrible headache.

He was too confident.

The Longhai dragon clan has been a group of thick-skinned, stubborn idiots for thousands of years. When they encounter such rumors, they basically don't bother to care about them or even confirm them.

So when he spread these rumors, he didn't even bother to disguise himself, and now he was caught red-handed.

His mind was racing with thoughts of an excuse to escape, but suddenly a huge force fell on him.

The old Taoist priest looked up in shock and saw the Third Prince of Long looking at him mockingly not far away.

His face was still pale, and the injuries on his body were real, but even so, he relied on his cultivation and dragon energy to suppress the pressure, making his back sweat profusely and unable to speak.

The old Taoist priest struggled to mobilize his divine power to resist this pressure and suppressed the urge to kneel down.

It is totally unexpected that the dragon clan can still be so powerful even after being suppressed for so many years.

The former overlord of the ancient world is indeed worthy of his reputation.

No wonder, the two above are still worried. They are not satisfied with the dragon clan's fall to this point and want to wipe them out completely.

"Old Taoist priest." Jiang Lin said slowly, "Why do you want to spread rumors and discredit the Dragon Clan?"

"Why didn't you reply?"

Old Taoist priest: “…”

He wanted to curse out loud in his heart: You are suppressing me with your dragon energy, not letting me speak, and yet you want me to answer.

How do I answer