Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Back then, he made a contract with the Qin family here.

The Qin family looked for human sacrifices for him who were born in the cloudy year, the moon and the sun, and he guarded the Qin family.

The Qin family kept their promise and found two human sacrifices for him, and he also raised the Qin family's cultivation as promised.

But now he is going to tear up the contract.

The Qin family got far more than they gave, but they were still not satisfied, so they wanted to kill Qiushi again and again.

Sins cannot be forgiven.

Even if his cultivation would be damaged, he would void the contract.

Hei Lin raised his legs and stepped into the secluded pool water. The water seemed to understand human nature, and it diverged into a path.

When he got down to the bottom of the pool, the pool water was covered again, and the water surface quickly returned to calm.

The bottom of the pool was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hands, but for Hei Lin, who had already reached the level of transcendence, seeing things was like daylight.

He stepped on the water, walked through the long corridor and entered the cave.

His cave is far bigger, deeper and wider than the River God, and there are smooth black stones everywhere, and a huge night pearl hangs on the top of the cave, illuminating the whole cave.

Hei Lin walked directly to a cave wall carved with murals, stared at the murals for a moment, then lowered his eyelids, chanted a spell in a low voice, and wiped off the murals with his hands when he opened his eyes again.

Before the mural disappeared, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, swayed his body, and held on to the cave wall so as not to fall down.

If he breaks the contract with the Qin family, he will lose at least a hundred years of cultivation.

But for Qiushi, everything is worth it.

This time, after only one day, Qiu Shi woke up, and there was a "buzzing" sound outside, which was really noisy.

He opened his eyes, and when he moved his body, he felt discomfort in his waist, legs, and hips.

After only being dazed for a moment, he suddenly remembered those lingering erotic dreams.

In the dream, it was still the patriarch who was lingering with him, these things are not new.

But he vaguely remembered that he touched something smooth and cold. He had touched that thing before. It was in the Black Dragon Pond on the back mountain of the Qin family. The scales of the evil dragon were smooth and cold...

But how is this possible?If it was the patriarch who was lingering with him, why did he have the scales of the evil dragon?

He remembered that he seemed to feel something thick and hard, was that a penis?But he remembered that there was another one inside him...

Does that man have two dicks?

Qiushi shook his head, throwing out all the terrible conjectures in his mind.

He was indeed dreaming.

Only dreams can be so unrealistic.

Since it is the patriarch, how can there be scales?What's more, who in this world has two penis?

But...if it was a dream, what about the last discomfort?

Qiu Shi was tangled, and the "buzzing" sound outside continued.

He got up and got out of bed and walked towards the door, the discomfort in his buttocks made him feel awkward walking.

As he was walking, Qiu Shi's heart suddenly sank, and his footsteps froze. He felt a sticky substance gushing out from the back of his buttocks and flowing down his thighs.

What this is, he who is no longer a virgin naturally understands.

The enchantment outside was still buzzing, and Qiu Shi inside the room was like a thunderclap, stunned in place.

Hei Lin returned to the small courtyard, broke through the first barrier, and said angrily to the person outside who smashed the door: "Who is here to disturb the Qingxiu here?"

A high-pitched voice came from outside the courtyard: "Headmaster, the emperor summoned the two of you to the palace for an audience."

It's my father-in-law!

Hei Lin's eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "Wait!"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and entered the house.

Seeing that Qiu Shi had woken up, the coldness on his face dissipated instantly, and he smiled softly, "Are you awake?"

It can be seen that Qiu Shi's face was pale, as if he was frozen, and there was no movement, and his heart tightened again.

What's wrong with Qiushi?Was cast a spell by that surname Zhu?

He put his arms around Qiushi, and his spiritual sense penetrated into Qiushi's dantian, but he didn't detect any magic, witchcraft or incantations.

"Qiu Shi." He touched the pale face of the man in his arms, and said anxiously, "What's the matter with you?"

After finishing speaking, he poured spiritual power into Qiushi's dantian again.

After a while, Qiushi's limbs that were as cold as iron felt warm, his consciousness gradually returned to the cage, and he turned his eyes to look at the person who was hugging him.

The goal is a beautiful face.He was very familiar with this face. In the past, he was either cold and disdainful to outsiders, or warm to him, but at this moment, that handsome face was full of worry, calling his name one after another.

Qiu Shi gradually came to his senses, looked up at the person in front of him, his heart was extremely complicated, he was ashamed, angry and terrified.

That was not a spring dream, he was indeed in love with someone.

Is it grandpa?

"Qiu Shi..." Hei Lin held his face in his hands and asked anxiously, "What's the matter with you?"

In those eyes was the anxiety and worry that Qiushi had never seen before, Qiushi's complicated heart was even more confused, lowered his eyelids, and said softly: "Ancestor... Master Patriarch, I... disciple..."

He became incoherent again: "Disciple... I... have nothing to do..."

Hei Lin hugged him tightly, lowered his head and gently kissed the top of his hair, and murmured: "It's fine."

Hei Lin felt relieved, held Qiu Shi's face again, and kissed his forehead and his eyelids.

Before he kissed his lips, Qiu Shi shivered and pushed him away, and said with a trembling voice: "Zu... Patriarch Master... No... No... Don't..."

He pushed the patriarch away, ran to the kitchen, took a bucket of water and poured it on his head.

He thought it was just a dream, but everything turned out to be true.

Is it the patriarch who is lingering with him?

But why did Grandpa do this?Why would he do this when he was out of his mind?

Cold water was poured on his body, and his skin, which was hot from the patriarch's kiss, immediately cooled down.

His hair dripped with water, dripped onto his face, mixed with tears and flowed down his neck, and finally fell into his collar and disappeared...

Qiu Shi was so confused that he bent down and lay on the water tank, looking at his own reflection on the water.

Is the patriarch really the one with whom he is lingering?

Thinking of those lingering and pathetic scenes in the dream, his whole body became hot again, scooped up a bucket of water, and poured it on the top of his head again.

With a "splash", the water poured over his head, and Qiu Shi shivered.

A pair of strong hands hugged his waist from behind, and Hei Lin's deep and gentle voice sounded behind his ears: "Qiu Shi, I like you..."

Qiu Shi's skin that had just cooled down was hot again instantly, his brain was buzzing violently, and his heart was beating like thunder.

What did the grandfather say just now?

Grandpa likes him?

It was all his speculation before, but now the patriarch himself said it...

Hei Lin lowered his head behind his ear, kissing his neck lightly.

The kiss made Qiu Shi's heart tremble, and his body trembled uncontrollably: "Ancestor... Master Patriarch..."

Hei Lin pinched his chin, turned his face away, and the two of them were face to face, only half a foot away.

Muttered in his mouth: "Qiu Shi..."

That gaze was so hot that Qiu Shi didn't dare to look at it, and quickly lowered his eyelids, turning his head to avoid it.

But Hei Lin pinched his chin tightly and didn't let go.

Even if Jieyun came today, he had to make it clear to Qiushi.

"Qiu Shi..." He raised Qiu Shi's face high, letting him look at him: "Don't avoid it. I like you, I have liked you since the first time I saw you."

Qiushi tried his best to close his eyes, but he couldn't close them. The words of the patriarch were like a mantra, so he could only keep his eyes open.

Hei Lin gently stroked the bloodstain on his cheek, and smiled softly: "Qiu Shi, you like me too, don't you?"

Qiu Shi blushed, and her heart throbbed.

Does he like grandpa?

I must like it.

In the past, the patriarch held his hand, stroked his hair, touched his face, hugged him, and he always regarded him as a patriarch and an elder. Apart from being uncomfortable, he never felt sick or uncomfortable.

On the day Qiutang died, the patriarch kissed him.

That was obviously not an act of intimacy from the elders to the younger, but apart from being flustered, he didn't feel sick or uncomfortable.

Can……

Qiushi backed away, struggled for a long time before gritting his teeth and asked, "Ancestor... Master Patriarch... I... disciple... I had a dream last night, and in the dream..."

Before he finished asking, Hei Lin hugged him back again, held his face in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "It's me. The one who is husband and wife with Qiushi is really me."

Qiushi's face became even hotter.It turned out to be the grandpa...

His heart was in a state of confusion, his brain was buzzing, he didn't dare to look at Patriarch anymore, he lowered his eyelids and asked tremblingly: "You...why are you..."

Why do you want to do this?

Hei Lin raised his lips and smiled lightly: "Naturally, I like Qiu Shi too much. Once I see Qiu Shi, I can't control myself."

Qiushi was ashamed and angry.

No matter how much you like it, you can't do it secretly!

Seeing that his eyes were tightly closed, Hei Lin continued: "There is another reason. This seat wants to pass through Qiushi's spiritual power through dual cultivation, so that Qiushi's cultivation base can be improved quickly."

Qiu Shi's closed eyes immediately opened, and he stared at Hei Lin dumbfounded.

Master Patriarch means that the reason why his cultivation has improved so rapidly is because of dual cultivation?Is it because the patriarch gave him his spiritual power?

No... no wonder!

The head of Ziyun Palace is dozens of years old, and he has not yet established a foundation, but he has already become a golden elixir after less than a year of cultivation...

He thought it was because of his extraordinary talent, but he never thought it was because of double cultivation...

Now that the words have been spoken, Hei Lin no longer hides them: "Qiu Shi, I will soon cross the catastrophe. It may be as short as half a year, as long as three to five years, or even ten years. I am worried. , without this seat guarding you, you will be bullied, this seat has no choice but to..."

Qiu Shi's attention was quickly attracted by the word "Du Jie", and he opened his beautiful eyes and asked in shock: "Zu... Master Patriarch... Are you going to cross the calamity?"

Hei Lin nodded: "I have practiced for nearly 2000 years, and I finally realized it recently. The catastrophe is hard to overcome, and if you succeed, you will soar up, and if you fail, you will fly to ashes. At that time, I will be too busy to take care of myself. I can't protect Qiushi, so I can only help Qiushi as much as possible Real speed up."

Qiu Shi suddenly forgot about the fact that the patriarch had secretly lingered with him, and said anxiously: "The crossing of the catastrophe is so dangerous, the patriarch..."

He wanted to say, can the patriarch not pass the catastrophe?

But he also knows that ascension is the ultimate goal of all practitioners, how can he let the patriarch give up?

But at the thought of what happened if the patriarch failed to cross the tribulation and would be annihilated in ashes, his heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that his eyes were full of worry, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, Hei Lin felt his heart warm, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

Qiu Shi's mind went "boom" again.

Patriarch... patriarch kissed his mouth?