Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Qiu Shi was about to pick up the clothes in Fat San's hands, but was blocked by Hei Lin.

Suddenly stunned.

Grandpa, what is the meaning of this?

Fat San was startled, is the Patriarch angry?

Hastily said: "Patriarch, my disciple also made you a spring shirt..."

He is so stupid, he should offer the clothes of the patriarch first, this is the patriarch!

He hastily put down the food box, and was about to get the clothes from the Qiankun bag, when the patriarch said in distaste: "How can such vulgar clothes match Qiushi?"

"Ah?" Fat San was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head to look at the clothes in his hand: "The patriarch's clothes, this disciple thinks it's pretty...pretty!"

This purple one, Mr. Zeng has one, it's majestic!Junior brother is fair and beautiful, and he will definitely look better wearing it.And this blue one, Mr. Yu also has one, very personable, how pretty!

Hei Lin looked at the pile of colorful clothes with disgust: "You don't need to worry about the clothes of me and Qiu Shi."

How can such vulgar things match Qiushi?

Fat San suddenly realized that the robes worn by both the patriarch and the younger junior brother not only looked good, but also resisted magic attacks.What he had prepared was indeed too far behind.

Seeing his brother blushing, Qiu Shi felt a little uncomfortable, quickly took the clothes, and gently tugged Hei Lin's sleeve: "Master Patriarch..."

Brother kindly prepared clothes for him, isn't it good to talk like this?

This patriarch yelled nine twists and eighteen turns, yelled in a tactful way, and Hei Lin's bones were shattered when he yelled. He raised his hand to stroke Qiu Shi's hair, and smiled softly: "Okay!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a thin gray robe from the Qiankun bag and threw it to Fat Three: "This is what I have worn before."

This is... a magic robe?Fat San's eyes lit up, he quickly took the robe, and touched it gently.

"Master Patriarch..." After touching, his eyes turned red, and he looked up at Hei Lin: "Thank you, Master Patriarch."

Hei Lin said impatiently: "If you want to thank, thank Qiushi."

Naturally, I want to thank my junior brother.Fat San wished he could hug his junior brother and circle around a few times.

But in front of the patriarch, he didn't dare, he could only cup his hands and say: "Thank you, little brother."

Qiu Shi hurriedly responded with a smile: "Brother, you are welcome."

Hei Lin didn't like to see Qiushi smile at others, so he said coldly to Fat San, "Why don't you hurry up and practice?"

Fat San held the robe and quickly rolled away.

For the past three months, eating and drinking at Zeng's house, not only did he lose weight because of worrying about his patriarch and junior brother, he grew back, and he was also much fatter than before, and his whole body was chubby.But at this time, he was in good spirits when he was happy and happy, and his steps were light when he ran, flying up like a swallow.

He is happy!He is the only one in Ziyun Palace who owns this magic robe, but he didn't expect that he also has one now, it was worn by the patriarch once, it makes me excited just thinking about it.

The Patriarch also promised him to help Eldest Master Zeng guard the boat, so that Ziyun Palace will not have to worry about money and food in the future...

When the sound of footsteps disappeared, Hei Lin took Qiushi back to the house, took out a thin white robe from the Qiankun bag and handed it to him, and smiled softly, "Try it on."

"Thank you, Master Patriarch." Qiu Shi blushed, and quickly took it behind the screen.

At the moment, there are only him and the patriarch in the room, facing each other... He can't help but think of those unrequited dreams, and whenever he thinks of those unrequited dreams, he feels ashamed and guilty, and dare not face the patriarch.

The new robe was similar in color and style to the one he was wearing, only thinner, and it felt cool and elegant on the body.

After changing into his robe, Qiu Shi stepped out of the screen after all the wild thoughts in his mind were cleared, and walked around again as the patriarch asked.

He actually didn't want to go around in circles.Although he was raised as a woman since childhood, he is not a woman!It's not like changing a new piece of clothes to have to go around and show the patriarch to see it.

But the patriarch asked him to turn, so he had no choice but to turn.

It wasn't enough after turning around, the patriarch still put his arms around his shoulders, stroked his hair and said, "Come, I will comb your hair for you."

The patriarch treated him so affectionately, and Qiu Shi's wild thoughts that had just been purified came back to his mind, and he was immediately ashamed and guilty, and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the patriarch.

But he couldn't refuse what the patriarch wanted to do, so he could only sit down in front of the bronze mirror.

Hei Lin helped him tie his hair softly, and said in a low voice: "Qiu Shi, how about we go to Songcheng today?"

"Ah?" Qiu Shi looked at the Patriarch in the bronze mirror, and asked in surprise, "Patriarch, don't you want to help Eldest Master Zeng?"

Hei Lin snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "How can I manage the affairs of mortals? I avenged Qiushi, so I took Qiushi back to the cave for retreat."

Qiushi lowered his head and remained silent.

He still wants to go back to Pengcheng and kill that evil dragon!

But...he also wants to be with the patriarch.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hei Lin put down the comb and brushed his face, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to?"

Qiu Shi looked up at Hei Lin, and said with a smile, "Master Patriarch, my disciple is willing."

Of course he is willing, that evil dragon... wait until his cultivation base is high in the future.

Pulling Hei Lin's sleeve again, he said in a low voice: "Master Patriarch, can you promise me one thing?"

Hei Lin couldn't stand him calling himself "Master Patriarch" in such a soft voice, and those beautiful and bright eyes like a galaxy, it was simply terrific.

He raised his hand to touch the bloodstain on Qiushi's cheek, and smiled softly: "Don't say one thing, but ten thousand things. As long as it is proposed by Qiushi, I will agree."

What Qiu Shi said made his heart burst into joy, but he was also flustered. After blushing for a while, he raised his face and said in a low voice: "Master Patriarch, when we get to Songcheng, people from the Qin family... this disciple wants to solve it by himself."

He knew that he was a little over his own strength, the entire Qin family practiced, even if he could beat Qin Wenmin, there was still Uncle Qin!And Qin Wenmin's many cousins!

Where is it so easy to take revenge?

But he didn't want the patriarch to intervene in this matter, he was afraid that it would implicate the patriarch and cause karma, which would be detrimental to his practice.

Hei Lin stared at his bright red petal lips, really wanted to bite it down, but he held back and gave a doting smile: "Okay! I promise you..."

Qiu Shi was overjoyed immediately, got up quickly, pulled Hei Lin to sit down, and said, "Master Patriarch, I will comb your hair for you."

Think about when he first entered the Ziyun Palace, he could only serve tea and water to do rough work, and he didn't even touch the master's side.Those brothers who got next to the master not only had to wash the master's laundry, comb their hair, squeeze their shoulders and wash their feet, but also had to pour the chamber pot...

But both he and the patriarch, the patriarch took care of him, and he didn't do anything for the patriarch.

Really guilty to think about it.

Hei Lin closed his eyes, enjoying Qiu Shi's slender and slender fingers gently playing with his hair, while meditating.

There are still a few months before Du Jie, and in these few months, Qiu Shi's cultivation will be improved rapidly...

While combing the thick and black hair of the patriarch, Qiu Shi said: "Patriarch, you are so powerful, why don't you recruit more disciples?"

His master's tenth elder is the worst among the elders in Ziyun Palace, but he has hundreds of disciples under his name.But a person as powerful as Patriarch has no disciples...

To this question, Hei Lin only shook his long eyelashes, but did not answer.

He has always been cold-tempered.I don't want to be involved with mortals, let alone be tied down by mortals.

What's more, he now has Qiushi, which is enough.

As soon as Qiu Shi helped the patriarch to tie his hair, he heard the voice of Fat San senior brother from the gate of the courtyard: "Patriarch..."

The voice was trembling, cautious, and quite strange.

Hei Lin sighed impatiently, opened his eyes, got up and stretched out his hand to the copper basin.

The Little Jiao River God got into his sleeve in an instant.

He took Qiushi out of the house again.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard was Fat San Senior Brother and seven or eight Taoist priests in blue robes.

Is this someone from Ziyun Palace?

Only then did Qiushi understand why the patriarch was impatient just now.

Someone who knew Ziyun Palace must have come here.

Fat San lowered his head, led the people from Ziyun Palace into the courtyard, and said cautiously: "Master Patriarch..."

"Okay!" Hei Lin interrupted him in a cold voice, looked at the people in Ziyun Palace, and said impatiently: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

Qiu Shi carefully identified the seven people, and among the seven people was the elder of precepts and his master.

Immediately surprised, why did they come here?

Patriarch asked, the seven people knelt down quickly, and the elder of discipline said tremblingly: "This disciple has seen Patriarch..."

He wanted to talk about what happened recently, but he suddenly felt a strong coercion, and he didn't dare to talk anymore, and quickly got to the topic: "Reporting to Patriarch, in February, Ziyun Temple came suddenly A group of people, said to be from Qingyun Mountain, challenged my Ziyun Palace. After hearing about Qingyun Mountain, within a month, many disciples ran away from the door..."

Hei Lin frowned beautifully, and angrily said: "There is an enchantment set up by me in Ziyun Palace, and people from Qingyun Mountain can't get in. Why are they running?"

Qiushi Pangsan was taken aback.

There is an enchantment laid down by the patriarch in Ziyun Palace?When did this happen?

Elder Discipline turned pale with fright, and continued after a while: "When they heard the name of Qingyun Mountain, they were frightened, and ran intermittently from the secret path behind the mountain."

Qiu Shi's former master, the tenth elder, answered the words carefully: "The disciple in charge came back and told about the fact that the patriarch defeated the disciples of Qingyun Mountain Qiu Guoshi with a palm, but few people believed it. They all said Qingyun Mountain Qiu Guoshi Yuanying Cultivation base, kung fu skills are unrivaled in the world, and Qingyun Mountain uttered the words, on March [-]th, they must go to Ziyun Palace, and they will destroy all my Ziyun Palaces. Those people were frightened and ran away."

Hei Lin sneered: "How much did you run away?"

Elder Discipline's face froze, and he said after a while: "I ran away for more than half, and now there are less than 1000 people left under the door."

Less than 1000 people left?Good guy!Fat San almost didn't come up in one breath, and he didn't care that his master was still kneeling, and said angrily: "With the barrier of the ancestor master, what are they afraid of? These gangsters who are greedy for life and fear of death are not worthy of staying in Ziyun Palace .”

The elder of discipline turned his head to look at his disciple, feeling rather unhappy.

Still kneeling for the teacher!You little disciple still dare to stand?Dare to interrupt?