Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Qiu Shi was about to go down to save people, when suddenly a roar came: "Who dares to trespass on this cave?"

Before he finished speaking, a threatening coercion rushed towards him.

Qiushi felt his body drop, his bones creaked and his breathing became difficult.

This is the river god?Qiu Shi struggled to open his eyes, and raised his hand to help Hei Lin.

This coercion is too strong, he will not be able to bear it.

He just stretched out his hand, a big warm hand held him tightly, and a low and gentle voice sounded: "Qiu Shi, don't be afraid, I'm here."

As soon as Patriarch's voice sounded, Qiu Shi felt that the coercion on him disappeared in an instant.

He straightened his back and looked across the big stone pit.

Never thought that this river god's cultivation base is quite high.He had never felt this coercion from Qin Changsheng, the ice monster, or the Qingyun Mountain Taoist.

Hei Lin raised his lips and sneered, looking at the man in white robe who was walking towards them.

The man was tall and handsome, dressed luxuriously, and Qiu Shi was taken aback.

Is it a person?

Or... a person who became a monster?

Holding the sword on his waist, the man walked slowly, stopped on the opposite side of the big stone pit, straightened a strand of long hair hanging from his sideburns, looked at them coldly, especially at Hei Lin: "Interesting, I can walk alive!" Up to here, I still have some skills."

Qiu Shi suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Are you the river god?"

The man straightened a strand of long hair hanging down on the other side, and said with a smug smile, "This seat is the River God."

Qiu Shi couldn't control it anymore, and angrily said: "Since you are the river god, you must protect one side's safety. Why do you want to take away the water from Weicheng? Why do you want these virgins?"

The God of the River snorted coldly: "If you want me to protect one party's safety, you will naturally have to pay a price."

Qiushi looked at the gold, silver and jewelry in the stone pit: "The gold and silver are not enough? Why do we need these virgins? They are real people! How are you acting like a god?"

He scolded so angrily, but the river god didn't get angry, just stared at him without blinking his eyes, and after a while shook his head and sighed: "You are an excellent human animal, born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, a cloudy day... It's just a pity that it has been broken and is worthless..."

Qiu Shi's heart sank suddenly, and the painful memories of the past came back to him in an instant.

Seeing that his face was pale and he had been looking at Hei Lin coldly, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he flicked his sleeves: "Presumptuous!"

Dare to expose Qiushi's scars?

The River God drew his sword and was about to fight, but was slapped by Hei Lin's sleeve on the cave wall, hanging in the air and stuck against it, unable to move.

"You..." He clutched his neck and struggled desperately.But it was useless, he couldn't move, his neck seemed to be strangled, he couldn't speak, and even breathing became difficult.

After tidying up the river god, Hei Lin turned to Qiu Shi, put his arm around his shoulder, and gently stroked his head with the other hand, softly comforting him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

With tears streaming down his face, Qiu Shi fell into Hei Lin's arms, trembling.

It's a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, a cloudy day and a cloudy day...

It's all because of this birth date, since he was born, he was despised by his grandmother and father, raised by them as a girl, married off like a girl, and even married a person with ulterior motives, who was sacrificed as a human sacrifice...

Hei Lin hugged him tightly, lowered his head and gently kissed his hair, and comforted him in a low voice: "Qiu Shi, don't be sad, I will always protect you..."

After crying for a while, Qiushi wiped away her tears and stopped crying.

Why are you crying?It wasn't him who was wrong, it was the Qiu family, the Qin family, and the evil dragon.

He broke free from the patriarch's arms, jumped down the stone pit, and went to pull those children.

"Qiu Shi." Hei Lin threw out a felt blanket from his sleeve.

The blanket was suspended above the stone pit, and Qiushi picked up the children one by one and put them on the blanket.

After the eight children were put on, the blanket wrapped the children tightly.

Hei Lin pulled Qiushi up, flicked his sleeve again, and all the gold, silver and jewels in the stone pit immediately went into his sleeve.

Qiu Shi: "..."

Didn't the patriarch always regard money as dung?

But after thinking about it, the Patriarch must have given the gold and silver to Ziyun Palace.

Seeing that the gold and silver accumulated over the years were taken away in an instant, the River God opened his eyes wide and struggled desperately: "Return this seat... the treasure..."

Unfortunately, he couldn't open his mouth wide, so he could only make a vague sound.

Hei Lin looked at him coldly, and asked Qiushi, "Tell me, Qiushi, how should we deal with him?"

This question made Qiu Shi stunned, did the Patriarch give him the right to deal with it?

If it is according to his intention, it will naturally be eliminated, so as to avoid future troubles forever.

Before he could speak, Hei Lin suddenly raised his lips and smiled, and said to He Shen: "Since you still have some cultivation, let's practice sword with Qiushi today!"

After speaking, he flicked his index finger.

The river god fell to the ground with a "boom".

Qiu Shi was taken aback again, then turned to look at Hei Lin.

The patriarch asked him to use the river god to practice his sword?

Hei Lin chuckled and said, "Actual combat is the best experience."

Qiu Shi's heart warmed, and he stared blankly at Hei Lin.

The grandfather was too kind to him.

Not only did he teach him how to practice and swordsmanship, but he also always wanted to let him practice in actual combat.

Hei Lin turned his head to look over, seeing Shang Qiushi's star-like eyes, his heart suddenly felt hot.

Qiu Shi's eyes were originally as beautiful as peach blossoms, but now they are shining brightly, like a sky full of stars, twinkling...

Hei Lin's heart trembled, his breath was suffocated, he raised his hand to touch his face, and murmured: "Qiu Shi..."

They were looking at each other affectionately, and the River God struggled to get up, flicked the broken leaves and green juice stained on his robe with disgust, drew out his sword and said angrily: "Presumptuous, dare to disrespect me, my lord!" You must not be spared."

How dare you pin him on the cave wall, break his vines, and stain his robes, that's unforgivable!

Right now, his mind was filled with anger, as if he had lost his memory, forgetting that he had just been pressed against the cave wall and couldn't move.

Seeing Qiu Shi turn his head to look at the River God, Hei Lin's eyes darkened.

presumptuous!How dare you spoil his good deeds?

I have to throw off my sleeves and shoot this reckless river god to death.

But he still had reason after all, thinking about asking Qiushi to practice swords, he could only suppress his anger, retracted his hand, and glanced at the felt blanket.

Immediately the blanket flew into the corner.

He looked at Qiushi again, and said in a deep voice, "Draw your sword!"

Qiushi nodded, pulled out Chengjiao, and turned to face the river god.

The God of the River sneered and said, "You little foundation builder, how dare you use this seat to practice swords with an axe? How ridiculous!"

Qiu Shi knew that his cultivation was not as good as the River God's, but he also knew that the Patriarch would not let him die.

Even if he risked half his life today, he would meet the river god for a while to avenge the dead mortals.

Qiushi yelled, jumped over the big stone pit and swung his sword to stab at the river god.

The God of the River snorted coldly in disdain, and was about to swing his sword to kill this ignorant little Zhuji.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he felt that his cultivation had been suppressed, and he had been suppressed to the early stage of foundation establishment.

He quickly looked at the gloomy Hei Lin on the opposite side of the stone pit, and his heart burst into anger.

It must be this person, this person suppressed his cultivation.

After the anger passed, his heart sank again. What kind of cultivation is this person, who can easily suppress him in the Nascent Soul stage?

Seeing that the young man's sword tip was close in front of him, he had no time to think about it, and quickly swung his sword to fight.

Let's build the foundation!With his many years of accumulation, he still can't beat a brat?

After a match, Qiu Shi knew why the Patriarch insisted on him fighting.

The actual combat is really different from the light and shadow fight.

Every move and style of light and shadow is fixed, even if it changes, those fixed moves change back and forth.

But in actual combat, especially with a master, there are variables everywhere, and there are traps everywhere, just waiting for him to jump, so that he will die.

Qiu Shi thought about the moves of the light and shadow, and devoted herself to the competition with the river god.

The cultivation bases of the two are equal, but the River God has rich experience, and Qiu Shi fights with great difficulty.

But he gritted his teeth and persisted, turned his anger into motivation, and carried the river god to death.

The more he beat the God of the River, the more anxious he became. How could a young boy who had just built his foundation have already made a hundred moves, why hasn't he lost the wind yet?

If other people know that he is a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage, but he can't beat a brat in the early foundation establishment stage, how can he face others?

no!The river god gritted his teeth.Swinging the sword vigorously, he vowed to deal with this boy quickly.

But Qiushi has a patriarch who knows everything, and is full of courage and drive. How can he be so easy to deal with?

The battle between the two lasted from morning to noon, and finally, the two men were exhausted, so they called a truce for a while.

Kamikawa bent over and leaned on the sword, panting and staring at Qiushi.

The broken leaves of the vines that were destroyed by the sword energy during the competition fell one after another, and landed on the top of the river god's head and robe, making him even more angry, pointing at Qiushi with a blushing face and angrily scolding: "You... brat... Isn't it...relying on... having a backer...if you recover...my cultivation level...your cultivation level...this lord...squeezing you to death...is like crushing an...an ant..."

Seeing that his hair, which was always well-groomed, was also in a mess at this time, his face was contorted in anger, and he shouted: "My robe...my hair is too much..."

Qiu Shi was panting worse than the River God, and his white robe was covered with vines and broken leaves, but he was not obsessed with cleanliness, and he would not be as angry as the River God.

He is not as embarrassed as the river god, because he has a master.

Before he fell down, Hei Lin hugged him, stuffed a top-grade Bigu Pill into his mouth, touched his face, raised his lips and praised with a smile: "Qiu Shi, you did a great job!"

Qiushi is stronger, more resilient, and braver than he expected.

Not bad!

As soon as the Bigu Dan entered his mouth, Qiu Shi only felt the fragrance of his eloquence.

After swallowing the Bigu Pill, the hungry stomach felt full in an instant, and he was no longer hungry.

He rubbed his belly and smiled at Hei Lin: "Thank you, Patriarch."

Hei Lin smiled softly, and stuffed another top-grade Yangyuan Pill into his mouth.

After Yang Yuan pill was swallowed, Qiu Shi immediately felt his physical and spiritual energy overflowing. His arms and legs were no longer sore, and his strength was restored.

Seeing that he had recovered, Hei Lin let go of him, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down in meditation and comprehend the battle just now."

Qiu Shi hurriedly sat cross-legged, concentrating on it.