Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Speaking of the Black Dragon God, Qiu Shi felt his heart burst into flames.

How dare you mention the dragon in front of him?You said he was lucky?

Is this woman crazy?

"If you feel lucky, why don't you go?"

The woman sneered: "Don't get cheap and act obedient. Without the Black Dragon God, it's only been half a year. How can you have the cultivation you have today?"

Qiushi was about to scold her angrily.

His cultivation has nothing to do with that evil dragon.His cultivation was all given by his ancestor.

But before he could speak, the woman suddenly opened her arms, turned around, and asked with a smile, "Do you like this robe?"

Qiu Shi frowned.

Is this woman really crazy?

The woman stopped, pulled her sleeves again and said: "It's a coincidence, I, like you, was born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, a cloudy sun, and a cloudy day."

Qiushi was taken aback.

What does this woman mean...

The woman suddenly pulled out her whip and said with a sinister smile: "That's right, I was sacrificed to the Black Dragon God a hundred years ago. However, I am not a lowly commoner like you, I am the daughter of the Qin family. This robe was given to me by the Black Dragon God. You didn’t wear it last time, so you got an advantage. Today we will meet for a while, and I want to see whose magic robe is stronger?"

After finishing speaking, the whip flicked and swung towards him.

Qiu Shi raised his sword to meet him.

Although his cultivation level is not as good as this woman, even though the patriarch is not around and no one is protecting him, he is not afraid.

How could he shrink back when they came to provoke him?

This time, the two are no longer just confronting each other based on their cultivation bases, but are using all their cultivation bases, magic weapons, and robes, trying to suppress each other as soon as possible.

But after two hundred moves, there is still no winner.

A woman's cultivation base is higher than Qiu Shi's, but the magic weapon and robe are not as good as Qiu Shi's.

Moreover, Qiushi's swordsmanship is better than her whip.

While hitting, the woman suddenly turned around and withdrew her hand, looked at Qiu Shi and said viciously: "It's really shameless, since you are a member of the Black Dragon God, you still flirt with others, you wait to be dealt with by the Black Dragon God! "

After speaking, he turned around again and disappeared.

She had only left for a while, when a shadow flashed in the yard, and Hei Lin came back suddenly.

Frowning, he shouted anxiously: "Qiushi..."

Feeling that Qiushi was in danger, he rushed back immediately.

"Qiu Shi..." Seeing Qiu Shi standing under the peach tree holding a sword, although he was out of breath, he was safe and sound.

Hei Lin breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Qiu Shi in a few steps, held his hand and asked, "Is it okay?"

Facing the anxious and concerned eyes of the patriarch, Qiu Shi's heart tightened, he quickly lowered his head and pulled out his hand, faltering and saying: "Patriarch... Patriarch... I... I... my disciple is fine..."

He had never seen Patriarch so anxious.In his impression, the patriarch has always been extremely calm, even if the sky is falling, he still has a cold expression on his face.

But at this moment...

Qiu Shi blushed immediately, and looked down at the tip of his shoe.

I thought the patriarch was angry and left!It turned out not to be.

Not only did the patriarch not leave, but he was so nervous and cared about him...

Hei Lin pulled him to sit down on the stone bench beside the green bamboo, and asked, "Who came here just now?"

Qiu Shi retracted Cheng Jiao, but still didn't dare to look up at the patriarch, and whispered: "It's Qin Guiren..."

Hei Lin frowned, his handsome face was full of doubts: "Qin Guiren?"

Qiu Shi explained in a low voice: "It's the daughter of the Qin family, the woman we met at Weicheng Wharf..."

He looked at Hei Lin's big hand holding his left hand tightly, his heart gradually calmed down, and he said again: "She is actually...the gray-clothed master who confronted his disciple at the Black Dragon Pool that day."

Hei Lin already knew that the man in gray was a woman, but he didn't know that the man in gray was Qin Guiren.

Last time at Weicheng Wharf, he only paid attention to He Shen and Eunuch Zhu, and he didn't care about the people around him at all.

"This seat has clearly set up many barriers, how did she get in?"

"Master Patriarch..." Qiu Shi blushed, and said with a guilty conscience, "It's the barrier broken by the disciple..."

I see.Helin nodded.He just said it!Apart from himself, only the river god with his jade card and Qiushi with his aura can break the barrier he has set up.

"Qiushi..." Hei Lin stroked his hair, and said earnestly, "Don't do such a thing in the future. I'm not here. What should I do if someone comes in?"

Qiu Shi also knows that he is reckless, if he is a strong man with ulterior motives, and the patriarch is not around, he is afraid that he will really die.

"Master Patriarch, the disciple made a mistake, and the disciple will never do this again."

Seeing the guilt on his face, Hei Lin couldn't bear to scold him again, and asked, "Why is she here? To compete with you? Or...to take advantage of my absence to harm you?

Qiushi looked at the slender and well-knit hands of the patriarch, without any intention of pulling his hand out, and nodded: "She said that she lost on the disciple's robe last time. This time, she specially wore a Magic robe, you have to compete with your disciples."

Biting her lip for a while, she continued: "She said that her magic robe was given by the Black Dragon God of the Qin family..."

What happened?Hei Lin's beautiful brows frowned more and more tightly, recalling the past, only felt surprised.

Except for Changshan, Qiushi and Fat San, he didn't remember giving magic robes to others!

Qiu Shi suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have told the patriarch about the dragon.

He didn't want the patriarch to confront the evil dragon, and he didn't want the patriarch to get hurt.

Then he changed the topic and said: "Master Patriarch, you said that after a monk builds a foundation, he sees ordinary people as ants. Why does she, a strong person in the Golden Core stage, enter the palace and become a little nobleman?"

Hei Lin sneered and said: "It seems that there must be some opportunity and treasure around the emperor that we don't know about, so that so many people with high cultivation bases will stay by his side even if they bow their knees."

As for the opportunity, Hei Lin lowered his eyelids and pondered.

It seems that he also has to inquire, not for himself, but for Qiu Shi.

After thinking for a moment, Hei Lin sighed secretly, raised his hand to touch Qiu Shi's face, and said with a light smile, "Looking at Qiu Shi's appearance, the competition is...won?"

As soon as the patriarch's hand touched it, Qiu Shi's face turned red like a monkey's ass, and his heart beat wildly like a drum.

Why does the patriarch always touch him?

Hei Lin liked his shy look so much, he raised his chin, stared at his red lips, and was about to kiss him.

Seeing that the patriarch's eyes were burning, his breathing was short, and his face was getting closer and closer to him, Qiu Shi felt his heartbeat stop instantly, his head was buzzing, his eyes lost focus, and his throat tightened.

Patriarch is going to kiss him?

His brain became dull and he didn't know how to react. He wanted to run away, but he was held tightly by the patriarch, and he couldn't move at all.

I had to close my eyes and deceive myself to avoid all this.

But before what he thought was going to happen, a voice suddenly came from outside: "Headmaster, Master Qiu, please see Yu Feihu."

Hei Lin's eyes darkened and he clenched his fist.

court death!

Before Qiushi opened his eyes, he felt a coercion coming towards the outside of the courtyard, so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes and shouted: "Master Patriarch, don't..."

If the patriarch flicked off this sleeve, Yu Feihu would definitely die!

It's not that he likes Yu Feihu that much, but Yu Feihu is a mortal, and it would be too worthless if he caused karma to the patriarch because of this.

Hei Lin naturally wanted to listen to Qiu Shi's words, so he had to suppress the coercion he sent out.

But even so, Yu Feihu's screams could still be heard outside.

Qiushi didn't care that the patriarch was still pinching his chin, so he quickly pulled out and ran to the door.

It's miserable, it won't die, right?

Seeing that Qiu Shi cared so much about a mortal, Hei Lin clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

Yu Feihu!

Qiu Shi opened the door, only to see Yu Feihu lying on his back two feet away from the courtyard gate, clutching his stomach and rolling!

"Are you okay?" He ran out quickly and helped Yu Feihu to sit up.

It wasn't a big deal for Yu Feihu, but the attack came too suddenly, and he was overturned before he could react in time.

He supported Qiu Shi's hand and stood up: "Master Qiu Guo, what happened just now? Someone came to trouble you?"

As soon as he straightened up, he saw the head of the underworld standing at the gate of the courtyard, staring sullenly at his hand on Qiu Guoshi's arm.

Those eyes were as dark as arrows of ice, and he quickly withdrew his hand in fright, and said tremblingly: "Hei... the head of the underworld... I... I'm here... just to help... Master Qiu..."

The patriarch's face was ugly, Qiu Shi was also afraid, and quickly moved back to his side, tremblingly said: "Patriarch... Patriarch... Are you... unhappy?"

Seeing that Qiu Shi was frightened, Hei Lin quickly withdrew the coldness on his face, took his hand and smiled softly: "Qiu Shi, it's nothing. I'm not targeting you."

Yu Feihu shuddered again.

The head of the underworld really targeted him.

It's miserable, it's miserable...

Hei Lin pulled Qiu Shi into the courtyard, even though Yu Feihu was frightened to death, he still had the courage to say: "Headmaster..."

Hei Lin frowned, with a gloomy face, very displeased.

Qiushi turned to look at him and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yu Feihu didn't dare to look at Hei Lin, lowered his head, swallowed nervously, and said, "Master Qiu... the Seventh Prince invites you..."

Only now did Hei Lin remember that he had promised to find the Seventh Prince, and said coldly, "Let him wait tonight."

Yu Feihu opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything.

What the Seventh Prince wants is Qiu Guoshi, the head of the underworld, go immediately!

But the head of the underworld was too scary, he didn't dare to make the head of the underworld angry again, so he had to swallow the words in his mouth, and walked away.

As soon as the people left, the courtyard door was closed, and only Qiu Shi and Hei Lin were left facing each other in the small courtyard.

Qiu Shi suddenly became nervous again, afraid that the patriarch would do something to him again, he hurriedly asked: "Patriarch, Qiutang... Did you take it away?"

He actually wanted to ask where the patriarch just went?

But he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that if he asked, the patriarch would touch his face again, and then look at him with that burning gaze.

Hei Lin pulled him back to the stone bench and sat down: "I let the God of the River handle this matter."

His eyes darkened again, and he said coldly: "Didn't she say that she would be burned to ashes and thrown into the Weishui River after death? I will satisfy her."

As soon as Qiutang was mentioned, all the worries and worries in Qiu Shi's heart disappeared immediately, and he sighed softly.