Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Qin Wenmin was so angry that Zeng Xuliang and Yu Feihu slapped him so hard, his chest heaved violently, his face sank, and he raised his sword and was about to stab him.

It was my Qin family who did it, so what?

You ordinary people, how dare you speak disrespectfully to my Qin family?

You must die without a place to bury you!

But when the sword was half a foot away from Zeng and Yu, it was suddenly blocked by another sword.

With a cold face, Qiu Shi swung his sword and stabbed at him.

When Fat Third Brother, Zeng Xuliang, Yu Feihu and Qin Wenmin were arguing, he had already recovered.

Now that it has recovered, it is natural to kill this bloody villain.

The two fought with swords, and soon their eyes were red.

Qiu Shi's heart is full of hatred, and Qin Wenmin's heart is full of anger.

Shameless slut, in just a few months, was holding hands with the man next to him, flirting with each other...

Thinking that he has cultivated for so many years, if it weren't for the Black Dragon God, he still doesn't know when he will build the foundation?But this bitch, in just a few months, has improved his cultivation so fast?

Unforgivable!

Seeing that Qiu Shi had recovered, Fat San was relieved, and turned back to Hei Lin.

Hei Lin glanced at him with a hint of approval in his eyes.

well done!

Fat San touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Master Patriarch..."

But the patriarch only glanced at him, then turned his head to look at the younger brother attentively.

Hei Lin stared at Qiu Shi with burning eyes, applauding endlessly.

Yes, good self-control!Children can be taught!

Qiushi no longer suppressed his cultivation, and swung his sword vigorously to challenge Qin Wenmin.

He has always thought of revenge, but he never thought it would be so fast.

He thought he would have to wait ten or twenty years, after all, cultivation is not easy.

Never thought that he would meet the patriarch...

After fifty strokes, Qin Wenmin panicked.

Qiu Shi's cultivation is definitely not in the middle stage of Qi training, but just like him, in the early stage of foundation establishment.

They have the same level of cultivation, but Qiu Shi's swordsmanship is better than his...

The more tricks he went through, the more flustered he became.

What kind of opportunity did Qiushi encounter?Why in just a few months, not only did his voice heal, but he also had such a high level of cultivation and such smooth swordsmanship?

After one hundred strokes, Qin Wenmin gradually lost the wind.

Seeing this, Fat San was overjoyed, clenched his fists tightly, twisted his face, gritted his teeth and cheered: Junior Brother, work harder!

Qin Wenmin will soon be defeated...

Seeing that the third senior brother was gradually overwhelmed, the two of the Qin family who were lying on the ground and still unable to get up scratched their heads in anxiety.

Third senior brother, why can't you beat a woman?

After 150 strokes, only a "ding dong" sound was heard, and the sword in Qin Wenmin's hand fell to the ground.

Qiu Shi slapped this man so that he flew back and fell hard on the two of his Qin family.

Qin Wenmin clutched his chest and stared at Qiu Shi resentfully.

He couldn't beat the person he used to despise the most?

Seeing Qiu Shi walking towards him holding a sword, the tip of the sword is getting closer and closer to him.

Qin Wenmin panicked, swallowed, and stammered: "Qiu Shi...I'm your husband..."

It was fine if he didn't say that, but when he said it, Qiu Shi was furious again.

Since it was his husband, why did he treat him like that?

Qiu Shi didn't feel any softness in his heart, he raised his sword and wanted to stab him.

How could he soften his heart for the person who killed his mother?

Seeing the point of the sword approaching, Qin Wenmin shouted: "Black Dragon God, save me!"

How dare you mention that dragon?Qiushi raised his sword and stabbed down.

But when the sword stabbed down, it missed nothing.

Qin Wenmin suddenly disappeared.

Qiushi stared dumbfounded at the place where Qin Wenmin had been lying before.

People really disappeared.

He looked around, but there was no one there.

Not only was he dumbfounded and surprised, everyone present, except Hei Lin, was dumbfounded, and they all looked around to find Qin Wenmin.

Where have people gone?

No one could be found, so Qiu Shi had to look at Hei Lin.

The patriarch is so powerful, he must know where the person has gone?

But Hei Lin didn't respond to him, and only looked up at the river god who was dozing in the sky: "The remaining two people of the Qin family are entrusted to you."

The God of the River woke up suddenly, glanced at Hei Lin, then at the two boys from the Qin family lying on the ground, twisted his body, raised his head and opened his mouth wide, spraying water towards the two.

Before the two of the Qin family had time to beg for mercy, they were rushed far away by the water jet and hit the ground heavily, losing their breath in an instant.

Seeing that the Qin family was dead, the Zeng family father and son looked at Hei Lin and begged, "The head of the underworld..."

The Qin family is dead, what about the river god?

Hei Lin pulled out his whip, swung it at the God of the River, and scolded: "How dare you do harm to one party, what should you do?"

The River God was whipped by him and howled, fell on the river bed, struggling and howling, begging for mercy: "Immortal Elder, this seat... I was wrong, please forgive me!"

The river bed was covered with silt. Although it had been exposed to the sun for several days, the top layer was dry and cracked, but under the pressure of its heavy body, the silt underneath came out and covered it all over.

The clean white dragon soon became a mud dragon.

Even if it couldn't stand the dirt anymore, it couldn't care less about it now, and kept begging Hei Lin to spare its life.

Hei Lin flicked his sleeves, and immediately, he and Qiu Shi Pang San flew to the sky, floating in mid-air.

Qiu Shi Fat San quickly supported each other, afraid of falling.

If it falls, it will embarrass the patriarch.

When they stood still, they both looked down.

If you stand tall, you can naturally see far.

From a distance, the Weishui River looks like a long winding dragon.

But this dragon has no water, only dry and cracked skin...

Only then did the two realize how severe the drought was and how hateful the river god was.

Qiushi immediately forgot about Qin Wenmin, and glared at the river god.

Hei Lin raised his hand, and whipped away at the River God again: "Spit out the water quickly!"

The River God was rolling in pain and screaming, but he didn't dare to shirk, and quickly opened his mouth to spit water.

I saw that the river bed kept falling, and the water column continuously gushed out from the mouth of the river god and from the dry cracks.

The people who had been stunned all this time came back to their senses, raised their arms and shouted: "There is water, there is water..."

Kneeling down quickly again, he rushed to Hei Lin and the other three on top of his head and said, "Thank you, Immortal of Ziyun Palace..."

Soon, the previously dry and cracked riverbed was covered with more than a foot of water.

The crowd immediately beamed with joy: "There is water, finally there is water... Now I won't be thirsty anymore..."

The river rose rapidly and soon submerged the body of the river god.

This fellow fell into the water and wanted to slip away.

Although it doesn't know how Black Lin's cultivation is.But now that its cultivation has recovered and it has entered the water again, the water is naturally its world, if it doesn't escape now, when will it be?

Seeing it tremble, Qiu Shi hurriedly said: "Master Patriarch, it wants to escape!"

Hei Lin stretched out his hand and snorted coldly: "Where to escape?"

The river god only swam a few feet before he was grabbed by the tail.

The force holding its tail was so great that he couldn't struggle at all, so he was pulled out of the water and flew towards the sky.

It flew closer and closer, and the closer it got, the smaller its body.

In the end, it became a small dragon in the palm of Hei Lin.

Hei Lin shook his hand and looked at Qiu Shi.

Qiu Shi's eyes were full of admiration.

He knew that the Patriarch Master was powerful, but he never thought that he was so powerful?

The previous ice monster and fox demon were not high in cultivation, but this river god... is in the Nascent Soul stage!

Was it taken so easily?

Hei Lin stroked Qiu Shi's head, smiled lightly and said, "Do you like it?"

Qiu Shi nodded violently with excitement, his eyes sparkling: "Master Patriarch is too powerful!"

What Hei Lin likes the most is Qiushi's eyes. When he sees his shining eyes, he... wants to!

But now is not the time, we have to wait.

He looked down at the people on the delta.

The river rose rapidly, and these people were happy, but they didn't know that the way they came had been submerged, and the delta had become an isolated island.

When these people finally found out, they became frightened again, and talked a lot: "The water has risen, how can we go back?"

Hei Lin flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "Go back!"

Everyone felt a gust of wind rushing in, their heads were dizzy, and their bodies were suspended in the air. When they reacted, they had already returned to the river bank and landed on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and cheered endlessly: "This is me... I also rode the clouds and the fog once?"

Hei Lin flicked at least a hundred people from the delta to the river bank with one sleeve. After the matter was settled, he flicked his sleeve again, and the three of them immediately returned to the small courtyard of Zeng's house in the city.

When it fell to the ground, Hei Lin took out a sword from his sleeve and handed it to Fat San: "You, very good! This sword belongs to you."

Although Fat San's aptitude is not high, but his character is outstanding, so he should be rewarded naturally.

Suddenly shifting position, Fat San was still dizzy at first, but he became even more dizzy when he saw the gem-studded sword in the hand of the patriarch, which was threatening the cold.

Such a treasure, not even the head of Ziyun Palace, the Patriarch actually gave it to him?

Seeing him staring blankly with a stupid look on his face, Hei Lin thrust the sword into his hand and said coldly, "Why don't you hurry up and practice?"

Fat San held the sword in his arms and bowed in a daze: "Thank you, Patriarch, and Junior Brother."

Although the younger brother didn't say anything, he knew that without the younger brother, the patriarch would not even look at him, let alone the Qiankun bag, Qi training Dafa and the sword...

Seeing the sound of his footsteps going away, the river god who was held in Hei Lin's palm cried and choked: "That's my sword! Are you a little repairman who is at the first level of Qi training, are you worthy of my sword? , come back soon..."

Hei Lin entered the room with Qiu Shi in his arms, and before closing the door, he threw Xiao Huang out of Qiu Shi's sleeve: "Stay outside!"

When the door was closed, he opened his palm again and pointed at the River God. The five senses of the River God were blocked immediately. He couldn't hear, see, see, or smell...

Throw it into the copper basin with wash water.

After digesting for a long time, Qiu Shi gradually recovered from the shock of the patriarch's easy subjugation of the river god, looked at the copper basin, and asked, "Patriarch, are you going to keep it?"

Hei Lin stroked his head and chuckled lightly: "I'm raising him to practice swords for Qiushi."

"Huh?" Qiu Shi was taken aback.

The patriarch actually wants to raise the river god to practice swords for him?

He was still in a daze, but was pushed onto the couch by Hei Lin: "Quickly settle down and meditate."

"Oh!" Qiu Shi got on the couch in a daze, and sat down cross-legged.

But even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't concentrate, and he thought of Qin Wenmin again.

He really didn't expect to meet Qin Wenmin today. He thought that the Qin family would send someone else to come this time. After all, Qin Wenmin is the son and grandson of the Qin family and has a high status in the Qin family. He never expected to come to Weicheng...