I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

"The fish here are not friendly at all. I couldn't catch a single fish in the whole afternoon..." Song Wenmo, who was next to Lin Qingzhi, said while shaking his head while holding a fish bucket.

"You can't poop, blame the toilet. You're just a novice. If you're a novice, practice more..."

Lin Qingzhi glanced at Song Wenmo with disdain. His good friend was really shameless!

"What kind of fish is this? What kind of fish is this? I just had bad luck today. Next time, I'll show you what a good fisherman is..."

Song Wenmo was unhappy. How could he bear being looked down upon by others, especially his good friend?

"Senior brother is the best..." Miao Jinfeng said to Song Wenmo next to him.

"Junior sister, please don't get too close, otherwise others will misunderstand..." Song Wenmo poked his junior sister's head away with his hand, then looked at Lin Qingzhi. Seeing that he didn't pay attention here, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be bad if Brother Qingzhi and I broke off our friendship because of my junior sister. He finally has a good friend!

"Hey! I'm afraid this is a straight man!" Lin Qingzhi shook his head.

Not to mention Lin Qingzhi, even Si Jinxuan and Duanmu Ziqin looked at Song Wenmo strangely.

"call...."

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared, bending the trees on the roadside, and in front of them, a cloud of dust was coming towards them.

at this time.

A black shadow suddenly appeared, like a flash, and appeared directly beside Lin Qingzhi. Before everyone could react, it grabbed Lin Qingzhi and disappeared on the spot.

The dust in the sky was blown away by Song Wenmo's palm wind.

The next moment, everyone saw that Lin Qingzhi had disappeared among the crowd.

Just now, the dust covered the sky and blocked everyone's sight, but now they saw that Lin Qingzhi had disappeared.

"Where is Brother Qingzhi! He was kidnapped..." Song Wenmo's face suddenly turned ugly. How could he be kidnapped when he had only one good friend of his?

"Brother Lin..."

"Daddy..."

Everyone's faces turned very ugly, let alone the two children.

Xiao Yaoer's tears were already in the corners of her eyes and were about to fall at any time, but Lin Fan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

His mother is gone, and his father was just getting better from being a nerd, but now their father has been kidnapped. This is dangerous.

If my father were to...

Lin Fan tried hard to hold back his tears. He looked at Xiao Yaoer who was also trying hard to hold back her tears. What would happen to him and his sister then?

"Xiaofan, Xiaoyaoer, don't worry, Aunt Xuan will definitely send someone to rescue your father..." Si Jinxuan was the first to react. She knew that Lin Qingzhi was a master and it was impossible for him to be kidnapped without any reaction.

She kept it to herself, however, she and Duanmu Ziqin knew Lin Qingzhi's strength, but Lin Fan and others knew nothing.

"Brother Qingzhi, please trouble Her Royal Highness the Princess..." Song Wenmo looked at the imperial princess beside him, and finally felt less worried.

Looking at the strong man who just came and kidnapped Lin Qingzhi, these people didn't even have time to react. Why would such a strong man kidnap Brother Qingzhi?

Only then did Song Wenmo begin to think about these things.

After all, his good friend is just a weak scholar.

As everyone was walking towards home, Lin Qingzhi was captured by a Guixu Realm expert and taken to a dilapidated temple outside the mountain.

"Bang..." Lin Qingzhi was thrown to the ground by that guy.

"Hmph! A mere cowardly scholar actually requires me to take action personally. The Evil King Pavilion is becoming increasingly decadent..." The man in black, wearing a black robe and a conical hat, looked at Lin Qingzhi with disgust on his face.

He is a Dharma Realm master and an elder of the Evil King Pavilion, but in the end he actually wanted to kidnap the little scholar. He was really using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

"Tsk tsk tsk... You're not gentle at all. I'm such a weak little scholar, why don't you be gentler? What if I break my butt..."

Lin Qingzhi patted his butt, stood up, and said with a smile.

"You're not afraid of me..." Seeing that there was no fear on Lin Qingzhi's face, he was actually a little surprised.

A mere scholar, facing such a person, he had no fear at all, how brave he is...

"Why should I be afraid of you? You look so ugly..." Lin Qingzhi straightened his clothes and looked at the dilapidated temple.

There was no Buddha statue in the dilapidated temple, only a dusty incense burner lying quietly on the altar.

There were several extinguished fires on the ground, which seemed to indicate that people often slept outdoors here.

Apart from the fire, all that remained were fallen, rotten logs and broken mud bricks.

"How dare a mere scholar tease me like this! It seems my Evil King Pavilion has been out of the spotlight for a long time, and the world has forgotten its great reputation..."

The man in black laughed in anger. In his heart, the young scholar was already a dead man.

If it weren't for the need to lure out the master behind this young scholar, he would have killed this young scholar long ago.

"Evil King Pavilion..." Lin Qingzhi was slightly stunned. Where did this force come from? They actually knew that there was a strong man in Ping'an Town, and still dared to do evil.

"My Xiewang Pavilion has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Even when surrounded by both good and evil forces, it has remained unshakable. Now, I, a dignified elder of the Xiewang Pavilion, am being mocked by a mere scholar like you. It's really... Hey! Why am I talking so much to a dying scholar like you..."

The man in black shook his head.

at this time.

A sound of breaking air was heard, and a man also wearing a black robe fell from the sky and landed in front of the ruined temple.

"Pojun, the job is done..." The man in black said sternly when he saw the person coming.

"Elder Qianshan, I have already thrown all the letters into the village." Pojun said respectfully with a fist clasped.

"very good..."

Elder Qianshan nodded.

"Elder, this man..." Pojun asked in surprise as he looked at Lin Qingzhi, who was looking at the dilapidated temple with a satisfied look on his face.

"He is just pretending to be calm because he has a martial arts master backing him up..." Elder Qianshan thought he saw through the truth behind Lin Qingzhi's calmness.

"I'm just a little scholar. Why did you, the Evil King Pavilion, which has a great reputation for tens of thousands of years, kidnap me and bring me here..." Lin Qingzhi asked the doubts in his heart.

"What's the use of you, a dying scholar, knowing so much? You'd better wait for death obediently!" Pojun raised the corner of his mouth and said to Lin Qingzhi.

"Hey! Another stubborn person. Looks like I still have to search his soul!" Lin Qingzhi shook his head, slowly turned around and looked at the Qianshan Elder.

"Playing tricks..." Elder Qianshan frowned...

"This time, I'll use my fists and feet..." Lin Qingzhi twisted his head and stretched his muscles and said.

I always use my skills, I haven't really used my fists or feet! I'm going to relax this time...