Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

After patting the table, Hei Lin stood up again and looked at Yu Feihu, and said coldly, "The antidote is in your hands, whether you save it or not is entirely up to you."

Zeng Xuliang was dumbfounded looking at the ruined walls and the people rolling around in the yard, but when he heard that the antidote was in Yu Feihu's hands, he suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the antidote from him, and shouted angrily: "Trash!"

After speaking, he strode into the room.

"Brother..." Yu Feihu wanted to follow in, but was blocked by the Zeng family again.

Unable to get in, he could only shout anxiously: "Brother, let me in, let me stay with Wan'er..."

Qiushi couldn't help shaking his head.

It's hard to say whether this Yu Feihu is trash or not, but at least he is not a man of firm will.

He kept saying that he wanted to save his wife, but was interrupted again and again.Too indecisive and not decisive, not like a man.

The Yu family, who had been chattering around the Zeng family before, ran to the yard to help their second and third young masters.

Madam Yu held on to the half-remaining door frame, crying until tears streamed down her face.

Aunt Sheng stared straight at the bead curtain, and opened her ears to listen to the movement inside.

No one stopped the Zeng family from saving lives.

Fat San stomped his feet with a dark face, and ran out to find the three disciples who were in charge.

No matter how embarrassing it is, he is also a senior brother of Ziyun Palace, so he can't ignore it.

Qiushi didn't go, so those three people have nothing to do with him, it's his generosity that he didn't make trouble.

Qiu Shi withdrew his gaze and looked at Patriarch.

Hei Lin raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said with a slight smile, "Did I scare you just now?"

Qiu Shi quickly shook his head, smiled and said slowly: "Zu...Master...Master...Good...Severe...Horrible..."

With just one pat, those annoying people are cleaned up.

Hei Lin looked at his shining eyes full of admiration, chuckled lightly, and coaxed: "Wait a little longer, when the matter is over, I will take you to eat delicious snacks."

Qiu Shi blushed.

Patriarch treats him like a child?

"You...sit..." Qiushi didn't know how to respond to the patriarch for a while, bit her red lips, supported the arm of the patriarch, and looked at the stool beside the round table.

Hei Lin nodded, flicked the hem of the black robe, sat down with his knees apart, closed his eyes and was silent again.

Qiu Shi stared at his beautiful face for a while.

The person who is like a banished fairy mentioned in the book is the Patriarch, right?

With a handsome appearance, a temperament that is free from dust and vulgarity, and is not contaminated by the dust of the world...

It's so noisy outside, but the patriarch sits still, unaffected by the slightest...

When did he have such concentration?

Qiu Shi secretly sighed, then turned to look at the fifth young master who was on the couch.

His cultivation base was too low, so he couldn't tell whether the young man was possessed by a weasel spirit, he could only feel that the young master was dying, and his life was not long.

The old voice came from inside again: "Young master, do you really want to use the Taoist medicine? The old man of Ziyun Temple heard it from Yuyan Zhengli, but..."

Then came Zeng Xuliang's impatient voice: "But what? He has such magic power, I believe him."

Qiu Shi breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to Yu Feihu, this Zeng Xuliang is more courageous!

After a while, I heard pleasant cheers from inside: "The girl is awake, the girl is awake, this antidote really works..."

Yu Feihu, who was outside the bead curtain, suddenly regained his energy, and suddenly pushed away the Zeng family members who were blocking him, rushed into the room and said happily: "Wan'er..."

Fat San pushed the three disciples in charge into the outside room with no roof and howling cold wind, and said angrily, "Hurry up and pay homage to Patriarch."

The three of them mourned, shook their bodies, and knelt in front of Hei Lin: "The disciple pays homage to the Patriarch."

Hei Lin opened his cold eyes and said with a sneer, "With such a low level of cultivation, how dare you come out to do things on behalf of Ziyun Palace?"

The three lay on the ground, not daring to answer.

Hei Lin closed his eyes, unwilling to look at them again.

Fat San hurriedly pulled them up: "Go back to Ziyun Palace, don't be ashamed of yourself here..."

When she heard that Wan'er woke up and that the antidote was useful, Aunt Sheng no longer hesitated, she knelt down in front of Hei Lin again, crying, "Master Daoist, please save my concubine's son... "

Hei Lin opened his eyes and looked at her: "Bring him here first, and then we'll talk about it after reading it."

Aunt Sheng quickly kowtowed to express her gratitude: "Thank you, Daoist..."

Hei Lin looked at Fat San again.

Fat San understood, and pulled the three disciples and Aunt Sheng away.

The second son of Yu, the third son of Yu, was helped up by his servants, and walked towards the house humming.Seeing them bruised and swollen from the fall, and unable to walk easily, Madam Yu was heartbroken, hugging them and crying: "Son..."

After crying for a while, he glanced at Hei Lin with resentment.

You stinky Taoist priest, how dare you hurt my son again and again?When the people from the capital come later, they will definitely make you skin and cramp, and die without a whole body...

She was gnashing her teeth with hatred, Fat San and the others carried the young man with dark skin, trembling body and trembling lips into the room and put him on the armchair.

Seeing that person's appearance, Qiu Shi was taken aback for a moment.

These four young masters were still alive and well when they almost bumped into him while riding a horse at the gate of Yu Mansion that day, but they have become like this in just a few days, really...

However, when he thought about the news that the fat third senior brother inquired about, these four young masters had a lot of lives in their hands, the little regret in his heart immediately dissipated, and he turned to look at Hei Lin, feeling very puzzled.

Such a bad guy, the patriarch also saves?

Aunt Sheng wept and said, "Chu'er! If you persist a little longer, you will be saved soon..."

Then he knelt down in front of Hei Lin again: "Master Daoist, please, save my son!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Madam Yu suddenly scolded: "Bitch, who allowed you to bring him here?"

He also ordered his servants to say: "Drag this bastard away quickly!"

Aunt Sheng turned to Madam Yu again and kowtowed: "Madam, Miss, I beg you..."

The servants of the Yu Mansion were about to drag the four young masters, Hei Lin suddenly scolded: "Presumptuous!"

With his scolding, who else would dare to step forward?

Hei Lin coldly glanced around the crowd, until these people, including Mrs. Yu, the second son and the third son, quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

Hei Lin sneered, stretched out his hand and snapped his finger at Si Gong, and a black pill flew into his mouth.

After a while, the blackness on this man's face gradually faded away, and he slowly opened his eyes, turning his eyeballs to look around.

Aunt Sheng rushed forward and burst into tears of joy: "Xu'er, are you awake? You're all right..."

Seeing that the bastard was healed, Madam Yu tightly twisted the handkerchief, wishing to cut Hei Lin into pieces.

Aunt Sheng cried for a while, then remembered to kowtow to Hei Lin to thank him.

The head of the underworld who rescued Mi'er is her reborn parents and her great benefactor.

But she just turned to Hei Lin, and before she had time to kowtow to thank her, a servant suddenly ran into the yard and shouted joyfully, "Ma'am, people from the capital have arrived..."

Hei Lin, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, raised the corners of his mouth and sneered.

finally come.

People from Beijing?Qiu Shi was taken aback, put on tiptoe, and looked out.

I saw three Taoist priests in purple robes striding into the yard.

Seeing these people, he couldn't help but sighed

Why are there another group of people?Or Taoist...

Was Madam Yu invited to get rid of the demon?

It's more lively now.

Seeing the three Taoist priests, Mrs. Yu was overjoyed immediately, and regardless of the whimpering second and third, and the fifth lying on the couch, she went out with the support of her servants, bowed her knees and asked, "But Daoist Sun? "

The old man in the middle stroked his goatee and said, "Exactly."

After the joy, Madam Yu suddenly covered her face and began to cry: "Daozhang Sun, you are here... You don't know what happened to my Yu Mansion when I was bullied by that monster and people from Ziyun Palace? They Ziyun Palace are going to destroy me The Yu family..."

Second Young Master Yu quickly echoed: "Daozhang Sun, take a look, what did the people from Ziyun Palace tear down my Yu Mansion?"

After Sun Daochang cleans up the people in Ziyun Palace, he will definitely lock up the underworld leader and the beautiful boy, torture and enjoy it...

The third son of Yu turned his face like a pig's head to Daoist Sun: "Look, Daoist Sun, they beat us like this..."

Bully?Kill the door?Qiu Shi was furious in his heart.What a villain to file a complaint first.

Daoist Sun glanced at the collapsed courtyard wall, the outer room without the wall and roof, and at the people of the Yu family who were blue-eyed, nose-nosed, swollen and disheveled, and sneered, "Purple Cloud Palace? I'm going to meet today."

The Ziyun Palace is being arranged in the yard, and it is already in a dilapidated house.

Zeng Xu came out of the room and bowed to Hei Lin: "Thank you, Daoist Priest, for the antidote. I am very grateful. There is no way to repay such a great kindness..."

Hei Lin stood up and said, "No need to thank you, you chose to save people yourself."

After speaking, he turned and looked outside the house.

Zeng Xuliang was taken aback for a moment, how could the Taoist priest of the Purple Cloud Palace not take credit for it?If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would exaggerate his younger sister's illness, and then ruthlessly exaggerate how he can rejuvenate himself.

But this priest...

Seeing the Taoist priest looking out of the house, he also turned his head to look.

Seeing the person in the purple Taoist robe outside, he was taken aback again: "Why are people from Qingyun Mountain here?"

Hei Lin and Daoist Sun looked at each other from a distance.

The third son of Yu fell twice in a row, hating Hei Lin in his heart, and stopped moaning. Relying on Daoist Sun's power, he was not afraid of death and said arrogantly to Hei Lin and the others: "Now Daoist Sun of Qingyun Mountain is here, I Let's see how long your Ziyun Palace can continue to be rampant? Qingyun Mountain is a royal Taoist temple, and the heads of all generations are all Dakang Guoshi."

The horse-faced Daoist next to Sun Daochang cupped his hands and said proudly to Sun Daochang: "Do you know this person?"

"This is Sun Daochang, the eldest disciple of Dakang Guoshi Qiu Xianren, whose cultivation level is as high as Jindan, and he is a real Jindan real person who deserves his name."

Another black and thin Taoist priest snorted coldly: "Ziyun Palace, hum! I remember that poor Daoist, except for the Changshan Daoist who is quite capable, the others..."

He glanced sideways at Hei Lin Qiushi: "How old are you? Have you reached the Qi training period? You look like a little boy, is there no one in Ziyun Palace? You actually sent Er to wait for Xiaoxiao to come out, tsk tsk... ..."