No, he was staring at this "reflection" on his body.

Xiaobai, calm down!

Jing Yang wanted to shout, but what came out of his mouth was a tiger's roar.

call--!

The four wings of the white-bone demon dragon spread out.

With a thought in his mind, Jing Yang activated the star mark on the back of his body. Soon, the eight-armed "reflection" in front of him gradually faded and disappeared.

The white-bone demon dragon seemed to be stunned for a moment, and finally turned into a white light, shrinking back to its original ghostly appearance of a pale little boy.

"Even the thoughts of death left by Hui Guoru have responded, but not to me." Jing Yang thought to himself, "Isn't this the body of Shi Zhui after my time travel? Is it the body of my godmother and other lives other than Hui Guoru?

?The question is whether she was conceived before entering the palace or in the palace..." However, this is something he is not interested in exploring. Why is he happy that his biological father can't figure it out? Can he really recognize his father?

Taking a look at the Elf Amusement Park on the island, Jing Yang felt a little pity. It would be great if Xiaodi was here. It would be nice to revisit the old place and take a walk together.

Speaking of revisiting his old place, Jing Yang suddenly felt something in his heart. He leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and tried his best to gather Wu Er's energy in his eyes, and raised his eyesight to look at a certain market street in the playground.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but a vivid and evil smile appeared on Fat Tiger's face.

Before leaving, Jing Yang made an exception and gave an instruction to the star on Wu Er: "You must run 10 kilometers every day, whether indoors or outdoors."

…

"Ouch..."

On the other side of the world, Jing Yang opened his eyes on Xianshui Mountain, and the feeble screams of Wu Er gradually faded away in his ears.

Her hair was half wet, she was not wearing glasses, and her skin was fair and rosy. Xiao Di simply put on Jing Yang's short-sleeved shirt, sat down with a pair of white straight legs, and looked at Jing Yang in confusion.

The eight-armed "reflection" behind him... Jing Yang told her what happened just now, and finally said with a smile: "I thought of a way, maybe I can get Wu Er here."

"I'm going to take a shower." Jing Yang hummed and went to the bathroom.

Xiaodi thought for a while, and finally materialized into a bulging-eyed fish, spit out an old book on the coffee table, listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and started reading quietly.

…

The next day, 7 o'clock in the morning.

It seems that exhibitions, concerts and the like are continuing to be held in the front mountain. On the training ground in the back mountain, more than thirty martial artists gathered here, all of them looking at Nitro in front of them with piercing eyes.

What excited everyone the most was Nitro's outfit.

Not the usual wide-sleeved clogs, but a vest, loose trousers, and a pair of sturdy cloth shoes. This is the simplest attire suitable for martial arts.

Nitro raised his beard and said with a smile: "Then, the Fairy Mountain Conference will continue. There are no rules. You will compete with me one by one. Who is strong and who is weak, who is superior and who is inferior? I will make my own decision. Of course, if you are interested in the final

If you have any objections to the results, you can raise them.”

Everyone shook their heads, joking!

Nitro can joke with his mouth, but not with his skills.

Of the more than 30 martial artists, almost 20 barely made it to the fourth round - after Nitro surrendered the first three rounds to see how good he was, he was suppressed by Nitro, or

With a gentle send, the martial artist was sent outside the training ground in a haze.

"No matter how you look at it, this old gentleman is just taking advantage of us."

Some people in the remaining martial arts families queuing up on the sidelines murmured.

"Since you are dissatisfied, you can just quit. It is not mandatory to participate."

"Who says I'm dissatisfied? It's not too late for me to be happy that Nitro is making fun of me!"

boom!

Another martial artist was easily thrown out of the arena by Nitro, without even touching a corner of Nitro's clothes the whole time.

"Have you noticed?" Jing Yang said, "Nitro stood in the center of the field, with his left foot standing on the same spot. From the beginning to the end, he did not move at all."

Yun Gu nodded and said with a smile: "After all, he is President Netero..."

Zhehao, who was not far away and heard, was about to say a few words when he heard Nitro calling the next one energetically.

Zhehao looked around and saw that he was next.

Taking a deep breath, Zhehao stepped into the field with his head held high.

Jing Yang said to Yun Gu, "I have something I want to ask you for help with."

"What's the matter?" Yun Gu stared at the scene intently, and heard Jing Yang continue: "Please give your master Bisi Ji a message."

Yun Gu looked at Jing Yang in surprise.
Chapter completed!