"presumptuous!"

Large thunder talismans were blooming, and dazzling lightning was spurred from all directions, illuminating the angry face of Deputy Commander Ma.

No matter how he stops it, he can't stop so many attacks in an instant!

The county magistrate Feng He stood beside him!

"Boom!"

The lightning thunder fell violently, stirring up rolling smoke and dust, instantly swallowing the figures of the two.

Ning Wucai's heavy breathing sounded in the mask, and he still kept pinching the thunder talisman tightly...

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a high dragon roar came out of the smoke and dust.

The mighty wind blew on the face, and with a dim yellow mirage, the long dragon raised its head, and the rolling smoke and dust were suddenly dispersed like clouds. The long streets shattered, and the flying snow flew wildly!

Feng He stood on the dragon head of the long mirage dragon, looking down at Ning Wucai, and smiled and applauded softly: "Yes, the seemingly hysterical attack was actually to lay the groundwork. In the end, he showed his fangs just to cross the deputy commander Ma to attack the official."

"But……"

The cold light in Feng He's eyes flashed and a arrogant smile slowly rose to the corner of his mouth: "Who told you that I have no cultivation?"

"Xingyun..."

The blood-stained white clothes swung in the wind and snow. Ning Wucai raised his head and stared at the arrogant figure on the dragon. His palms slowly clenched, gritted his teeth and groaned, and he said two words from his mouth unwillingly.

That's right!

Star Continu!

The mirage dragon in front of me, which was as illusion as clouds and fog, was Feng He’s star connotation!

"Deputy Commander Ma."

Feng He narrowed his eyes lightly, and the clouds and mists all over his body were ups and downs, like a god who was above him, and he spoke coldly: "I personally kill these illegal people. Please be optimistic about the city gate. Don't let Mei Zheren enter the city and make a bad thing. According to the previous plan, find an excuse to hold him up."

Deputy Commander Ma immediately looked at Ning Wucai unwillingly, suppressed his anger, and hugged his fists heavily: "Here!"

"wrong!"

Ning Wu looked at the mirage dragon and said in a heavy tone: "The mirage dragon is covered with scales and its horns are like corals. You are a pseudo-dragon! Normal star aggregates are all used to attract ancient alien beasts through spiritual roots. It is impossible for pseudo-dragons to be born! Unless..."

When Ning Wucai was halfway through, his voice suddenly stopped and he seemed to have figured out something in an instant, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Unless, this is created after all."

Feng He stood on the mirage pseudo-dragon, looked at Ning Wuchai contemptuously, and said loudly: "You must have guessed it too. That's right, my official star glory is created by fusing the residual soul of the mirage dragon! But what's the matter? Even the pseudo-dragon has the word "Dragon", which is far from the ordinary star glory that can be beaten!"

"I have given you enough chance. It is not a good thing for me to provoke Kuimen for free. Unfortunately, you didn't cherish it."

Feng He smiled arrogantly when he said this, his clothes were flying, looking down at Ning Wucai high, and said in a change of words: "But now, I can give you another chance, as long as you kneel down and beg me..."

"I! Kneel! You! Mom!"

Ning Wucai gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand came out, and the sword technique in his hand was raised high!

The bitter sword energy rushed into the sky, and divided into thousands of sword shadows, scattered the flying snow, and fell towards Feng He like rain!

Ten Thousand Sword Art!

However, Feng He sneered: "Swordsmanship is perfect, but unfortunately the gap in realm cannot be made up for just one or two moves!"

"Split!"

With Feng He shouting softly, the Mirage Dragon's eyes, which were like lanterns, suddenly flashed like candles in the dark night, reflected in Ning Wucai's eyes...

The sword technique fell weakly, and the sword shadows in the sky also collapsed at any time.

The long sword was also swept up by Feng He's surging spiritual energy and immediately became a ball of scrap iron!

Ning Wucai knelt down with his eyes scattered, everything in front of him seemed to begin to disappear like a bubble, followed by a long darkness, and his thinking was as if it was shrouded in a layer of haze, stiff and numb...

Mirage Dragon...

Ba River...

Kuishan…

Everything gradually drifts away...

"Bang!"

A severe pain came from the abdomen, followed by a severe pain on the top of the head. With a huge force, the face was grabbed by someone's hair.

"Ning Cruel, today you are talking and laughing with Lu Qingxuan. I didn't expect that someone would like to approach you, Cruel? But have you forgotten what I said? Did you ask you to write some homework for me yesterday?! Ah?!"

His face was slapped with heavy slap.

Ning Wucai opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a ferocious and arrogant face, grasping his hair, behind him was a large group of grim smiles.

It was dark and covered with sunlight.

"Grass!"

"You still dare to glare at me!"

With a crisp slap, followed by a punch and kick. Ning Wucai curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, his teeth clattering.

Why……

Why is it me...

"Bang!"

The sky was spinning, the senses quickly faded, and the head was knocked heavily on the table. Ning Wucai's face raised his head in pain.

The right eye seemed to be stained with blood.

"From today, no one is allowed to say a word to Ning Wucai, otherwise it would be a provocation to me, Bald Qiang! Do you understand?!"

The dim sunlight shone through the window, looking at the cold gazes around, Ning Wucai opened his mouth, looked down at the dazzling word "waste" on the desk, and slowly clasped his palms on his legs.

Why……

Why is it me...

"Dong!"

It suddenly rolled down from the bed to the ground. Ning Wucai opened his eyes blankly. In the mirror opposite, there was a sloppy man with a beard and unshaven beard. He was surrounded by his familiar rent house, piled up with countless instant noodle barrels and beer.

"vomit……"

A strong nausea made him get up quickly and rush to the toilet. After vomiting with tears in the corner of his eyes, his eyes slowly fell on the broken mobile phone screen next to the toilet.

"bite!"

The phone screen lights up slowly.

[Qingxuan: I'm going to get married, old classmate, next month...]

Qingxuan...

Ning Wucai was stunned for a long time, and finally let out a long breath, reached out and gently covered his forehead, held the phone and curled up to the corner of the wall.

[Boss: Go to the Human Resources tomorrow to receive this month...]

【Landholder: How about rent this month…】

[China Unicom: China Unicom wishes you...]

The dim light of the mobile phone illuminated the darkness, and tears flowed down in strings...

Why am I...

Want to cry?

By the way, I seem to have accomplished nothing...

Am I alive very hard...

Why……

This world is going to do this to me...

Why is it me who was abandoned...

Why was it me who got into a car accident...

Why is it me who was bullied...

Why do you watch someone you like miss it?

Why don’t there be a trace of light in life?

Why me!

"Die..."

A whisper sounded in my ears, and a gust of wind blew. Ning Wucai raised his head and sat on the top floor at some point.

The city is still noisy, with neon lights flashing in the evening, and distant whistle sounds coming from afar, and gusts of night wind blowing...

Ning Wucai raised his head, and the night was dark.
To be continued...