People in the Imperial Music Bureau: The Storytelling Demon Child Nezha

The sound of the gong startled the people, who involuntarily retreated.

However, Li Qiye seemed not to see it, or perhaps he did see it but didn't care and didn't even glance at Zhu Yang.

"Don't be impatient, I will come to take your life at noon."

Leaving those words behind, Li Qiye passed by the night watchman's office.

"boom!"

At the night watchman's office, on the life-or-death stage, Zhu Yang, wielding a golden gong, unleashed terrifying power.

With a loud bang, the gongs all around were knocked over.

This is the difference between the eighth and fourth ranks.

Some people were terrified by Zhu Yang's murderous aura.

This is a true veteran who has emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood; the blood and lives on his hands are countless!

Zhu Yang, however, should be Zhu Chengzhu's lackey.

He hurriedly patted the horse's path.

"My lord, please don't be angry. This Li Qiye is only good at talking and spouting nonsense."

“My lord, you are a veteran of countless battles; how could a mere storyteller possibly match you?”

Zhu Yang felt better upon hearing this, and his anger subsided considerably.

Seeing this, the lackey added, "Sir, Li Qiye went to tell stories probably for his final journey. I heard that after he finished telling the story of Nezha today, he probably knew he was going to die and wanted to leave a lasting legacy!"

Zhu Yang seemed to believe everything he heard.

However, Yang Yan knew that he had once fought Li Qiye and had not gained the upper hand.

Li Qiye is no simple man.

However, you killed my only son. I will do anything to take your life, even if it costs me my life. Now that my son is dead, he has no other thoughts.

He has obtained a pill from the Earth Sect, which allows him to temporarily fight against a third-rank enemy using his own blood and energy.

Although there will be a backlash.

However, he didn't care; all he wanted was revenge.

With that in mind, they suppressed their wariness of Li Qiye, this young punk.

Zhu Yang asked, "Where is Lord Wei?"

The lackey was dumbfounded.

Beside him stood a silver robe; it belonged to Li Yuchun.

He said, "Lord Wei, Yang Yan, and Lord Nangong have gone to the Jiaofangsi to listen to storytelling."

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Zhu Yang was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then became extremely angry, even angrier than before!

P.S. I'm asking for all flowers, monthly tickets, and ratings.

Chapter Fifty: Nezha's Deadly Move! Foreshadowing the Fate-Swapping Talisman, the Great Man Li Jing!

Chapter Fifty: Nezha's Deadly Move! Foreshadowing the Fate-Swapping Talisman, the Great Man Li Jing!

At Chen Shi (7-9 AM), the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau) was established.

At times like these, the music and dance halls should be closed and deserted, after all, they are places for lighthearted pleasures.

Evening, and even nighttime, should be the time when people are at their most vigorous.

However, today the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment venue) is not only full inside, but also surrounded by people.

They are up so early today not to seek pleasure in the brothels, nor for singing and dancing.

They came for Li Qiye, the storyteller and demon child Nezha!

A voice filled with resentment rang out from within the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment institution).

"How hateful, so hateful."

"What's wrong, Brother Chen? Why are you so angry?"

The scholar surnamed Chen, dressed in Confucian attire, said with an indignant expression,

"On my way here, some people said that Mr. Qiye knew he was no match for Jinluo Zhuyang, so he told this story one last time to fulfill his wish."

Upon hearing this, the warrior's eyes widened in anger.

"Which bastard said that? I'll tear his mouth apart!"

"Both of them are fourth-rank officials. Even Mr. Qiye and Yang Jinluo had difficulty defeating them. What makes Zhu Yang think he can do this?!"

"Exactly, a bunch of blind fools, stop picking your eyes."

Upon hearing this, the scholar couldn't help but think to himself: "I should have abandoned literature for martial arts. It's so satisfying to see a warrior cursing people."

They would only say, "You are not human!"

However, some people say...

"That may be true, but when it comes to the life-or-death arena, Zhu Yang is a survivor of the Battle of Shanhaiguan."

"You could say he's been through countless battles."

A sudden sound made everyone's hearts clench.

That makes a lot of sense.

When you're at the same level, experience is what matters.

Zhu Yang's experience is significantly superior.

Even if it's a bit higher, experience is enough to make up for it!

Some people are starting to worry.

Wei Yuan sat calmly, drinking his tea.

Wang Simu listened with concern, for how could her beloved not be worried?

On the third floor, Lin'an couldn't help but feel uneasy.

She asked Gangzi.

"Gangzi, do you think he can beat Zhu Yang?"

Gangzi only had one maidservant, so how could she know?

Pingyang's voice then rose steadily.

"Lin'an, don't worry, Qiye will win."

In Lin'an, Gangzi saw that Pingyang's delicate and pretty face revealed her affirmation of Li Qiye.

"Pingyang, why are you so convinced?"

Lin'an was puzzled.

Pingyang smiled brightly and answered Lin'an.

"I have that feeling."

He thought to himself: Because Qi Ye might be Nezha!

Room number seven, not far away.

Huaiqing simply stared at the stands with his phoenix eyes, without uttering a single word.

At that moment, the servant called out.

"Mr. Qiye has arrived."

At the servant's call, all the literati and rough men in the brothel turned around to catch a glimpse of her.

As expected, Li Qiye was still dazzling today, his aura exuding a demonic charm.

The dark aura between his eyebrows and eyes exuded an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

Li Qiye entered the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment venue), and the day was unusually quiet.

He was a little curious.

"Gentlemen, why are you all so silent today?"

Seeing Li Qiye's nonchalant attitude, the guests couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Qiye, aren't you worried?"

At a time like this, how can you still be so nonchalant?

Li Qiye smiled.

"Hehehe."

"Why worry? Zhu Yang is no match for me. I have a killer move that no one can defeat."

Seeing Li Qiye's confidence and his claim of having a killer move, everyone couldn't help but be curious.

"A killing move? What killing move?"

Even martial artists like Huaiqing, Wei Yuan, Yang Yan, and Nangong Qianrou were quite curious.

Especially Huaiqing, whose phoenix eyes, which had always been indifferent, were also fixed on Li Qiye alone.

That's it.

However, Li Qiye kept everyone in suspense.

"If you all want to know, you will find out at noon. Of course, we need to see if Zhu Yang can force out my killing move."

Yang Yan was somewhat surprised to hear this; Li Qiye hadn't used his full strength in their previous battle.

A killing move?

what exactly is it?

Driven by their curiosity, Li Qiye spoke.

"Now, let me tell you the final story of the demon child Nezha!"

Upon hearing this, everyone set aside their curiosity and prepared to listen quietly.

Li Qiye's voice echoed in my ears.

"Continuing from the previous chapter, Nezha, knowing he was a demon, departed on his Wind Fire Wheels. Ao Bing's dragon clan identity was exposed, and Shen Gongbao was trying to bewitch Ao Bing."

“Ao Bing heard his father, the Dragon King of the East Sea, expressing his hopes and expectations for the entire dragon race. The Ten Thousand Dragon Armor was proof of their expectations.”

Finally, Ao Bing roared, his murderous intent rising!

"With the Panlong Ice Hammer swung around, under Ao Bing's control, one, two, ten, a hundred astonishing streams of water rose from all sides of the East Sea, and the seawater gathered like a tornado above the Li Mansion."

"Taiyi Zhenren was puzzled by the solemnity; he did not know what Ao Bing was going to do."

"The next moment, Ao Bing threw the Panlong Ice Hammer into the celestial waters above,"

"Crack! Accompanied by a terrifyingly cold and chilling aura, the water froze, forming a massive iceberg above the Li residence. The iceberg was enormous, covering the entire Chentang Pass!"

Li Jing was horrified when he saw this: he wanted to bury Chentang Pass alive.

At this point, someone in the stands below spoke up.

"See, I told you, Ao Bing will definitely go on a killing spree to protect the dragon clan."

“Ao Bing is the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl, how could this be?”

"Although he is the reincarnation of the Spirit Pearl, don't forget, dragons are demons!"

Li Qiye shook his head after hearing this.

"No, it's not that Ao Bing is a demon, but rather that a gentleman judges by actions, not intentions."

"One thought can make you a demon, one thought can make you a Buddha."

"A demon can become an immortal, and an immortal can fall into demonhood; it's all in the blink of an eye."

“Ao Bing wanted to kill the people of Chentang Pass because of the expectations of the Dragon Clan. It was just a matter of a moment’s thought. If he didn’t kill them, his identity would be exposed, and the Dragon Clan would be doomed.”