Chenjia Street is an old street.

Here we can see a lot of legacy from the previous era, such as the shoulder pole worker, and the barber who has long been replaced by Teacher Tony.

There is a muddy road outside the food stall, but there are many people drinking beer here. There are still many such food stalls at night. If you set up a billboard and set up a shed, you will be considered to be open.

Dong Nianyi went to a relatively remote location. In the back alley of Chenjia Street, next to an old small hotel. Opposite is a full-scale ruined tiled house.

This is the case in Baichuan City. Not far from the beautiful and prosperous world, you can see wounds called poverty.

Outside the house is a public open space with an old banyan tree in the middle.

All the houses here are just about to write a word demolition.

Seeing this room, Jing Jian can understand why a practitioner became a rider.

Dong Nianyi's family is not particularly poor, but he is living a short life after all.

Dong Nianyi was also very calm along the way. He talked about the quality of life that people here, including those in their own family, were very problematic, but everyone’s attitude towards life was optimistic.

When Dong Nianyi talked about the neighbors around him, everyone could name and express some characteristics.

This is rare in the era of communityization.

While listening, Jing Jian paid attention to the black fog that kept following up.

These black fogs are very similar to what he saw at the forbidden area of ​​Baichuan University!

He didn't believe that this was Yan Youyu. Could it be that Baichuan City actually has two sons of disaster?

Jing Jian felt something was wrong.

Even in front of Wang Wuxing and Zhou Chenyuan, he did not feel this kind of oppression.

Not only is it suppression in realm, but the huge power of destiny also makes Jing Jian look solemn.

Wang Jue and Yan Youyu are both peerless destiny, but there is also a gap between peerless destiny.

Wang Jue is indeed a form of life, but his efforts have not been recognized by [Hundred Refinings to Become a God].

Yan Youyu is a rebellious body, and his fate itself has not yet exerted its true power.

"Jing Jian, what's wrong with you? Your face looks so bad..." Dong Nianzi said a lot, and then he realized that Jing Jian had been silent.

"You have a high level?" Jing Jian raised his eyebrows and looked at Dong Nian.

"It's not high... I'm just in the calamity..." Dong Nianyi lowered his head.

The black power of fate was like a black cloud covering the Jing Jian. But these things are not visible to ordinary people, and only Jing Jian can see them.

"Dong Nianyi's realm is low, and my realm is also low. This breath is indeed not for Dong Nianyi, but it is indeed the same route that Dong Nianyi has taken along the way."

Jing Jian made a judgment in his heart.

Could it be that there is a master of cultivation around here?

"What do you ask me about this..." Dong Nian asked.

"You are stupid and have a low level, so you should work harder." Jing Jian did not tell Dong Nianyi the truth.

"I know, I don't think about it either. I'm working hard!" Dong Nian curled his lips.

In Jing Jian's eyes, only Wang Jue's level of training can barely be called lazy.

As for hard work? That has to be taken to a higher level.

But now he was too lazy to correct Dong Nianyi, so he let Dong Nianyi continue to lead the way.

The black clouds are getting closer and closer, and the powerful sense of oppression is getting closer and closer.

Jing Jian seemed to hear the low voice from fate.

Like the brutal pleasure of a beast stuffed in his throat, like the thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder before it explodes.

Dong Nianyi could not sense anything, she just thought Jing Jian's reaction was strange.

"It's true that I'm not looking for Dong Nian."

Watching the black fog spread in a certain direction, Jing Jian had an answer in his heart.

The black fog seemed to have found its prey, and its flow rate suddenly increased. Jing Jian's figure also became faster.

"What are you running?" Dong Nianzi chased Jing Jian and said.

Jing Jian didn't say anything. At this time, he should have stopped Dong Nianyi, but his energy was already all on the black fog.

Dong Nianyi was chasing Jing Jian, and she became more and more surprised. She had not told Jing Jian the exact location of her home, but it was like someone was guiding Jing Jian.

Jing Jian ran through the old alley and finally came to the banyan tree.

Dong Nianyi wondered:

"How did you know that my home is here..."

There is a fat little girl under the banyan tree. There is an orange screaming chicken on the left and a little yellow duck toy floating on the water while taking a bath. She herself is squatting under the banyan tree to dig the soil.

The black mist stopped here, densely packed and increasing. The huge power of fate surrounds the little girl.

Seeing this moment, Jing Jian realized that the prey hunted by the power of fate was not himself or Dong Nianyi, but this little girl playing with toys.

Jing Jian had already fallen into the Four Tribulation Realm and had heard the sound of footsteps in the distance.

At this time, Dong Nianyi suddenly frowned and pretended to be very strict and said:

"Polue rice! What are you doing!"

Dong Nuomi turned her head, with a chubby face and said to Dong Nianyi:

"Sister, I'm growing chickens and ducklings."

The sisters were completely unaware that the crisis was approaching. Dong Nian shook his head and looked embarrassed because his sister looked too stupid.

"Chickens and ducklings are not planted in the ground."

"But the teacher said, "Growing melons makes melons, and planting beans makes melons. I want to eat roasted chicken wings and big duck eggs." Dong Nuomi responded seriously.

"This cannot be grown. Chicken and ducklings are not grown in the soil." Dong Nianyi couldn't help laughing.

"Have the teacher lied to me? Wow, I'm so kind to her. I gave her one glutinous rice ball at noon!"

Compared to the teacher, Dong Nuomi obviously trusts her sister more.

"Sister, who is this big brother? Is your boyfriend?"

"The current post-10s actually know your boyfriend?" Dong Nianyi was shocked and explained immediately:

"No, this is just my sister's classmate. This is brother Jing Jian, Jing Jian, this is my sister, Dong Nuomi."

When Dong Nianyi introduced Dong Nuomi, he realized that Jing Jian was staring in a certain direction.

Jing Jian couldn't care about the stupid conversation between the two sisters, nor did he care about the names of the two sisters.

Because when the sisters were talking, the person hiding in the dark finally walked to this yard.

Only then did Dong Nianyi discover that there was still a figure in the yard.

Wearing a Yasha mask and a loose black robe.

Even so, the figure of the man in the black robe can be seen from the folds on his shoulders.

The eyes in the mask, with a violent and evil aura, stared at Dong Nuomi tightly, like a beast staring at the prey.

"You...Who are you?" Dong Nian protected Dong Nuomi behind him.

Jing Jian stood in front of the masked man.

He looked solemn. When he came to this world, except for Akas, he was the strongest person Jing Jian had met.

"I...Who am I?"

The masked man rubbed his head, and this problem made him confused for a moment.

"Who am I..."

"who I am……"

"My name is...Ye He...

"No...I don't call Ye He...that person is dead..."

"My name is..."

"Son of Disaster!"

When thinking about his name, the masked man's eyes were filled with confusion and confusion, but soon after, it turned into absolute greed.

Jing Jian stretched out his hand, blocked Dong Nianyi and said:

"Protect your sister. He came for your sister."

"How could Nuomi provoke him?" Dong Nianyi was puzzled.

Jing Jian did not explain. Although he had guessed the reason, some of the causes and effects were not thoroughly understood.

In this world, the only one who can see fate should be himself and Acas.
To be continued...