Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Fat San's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, he finally built his foundation!

"Master Patriarch, where's Junior Brother?" At this moment, he really wanted to see Junior Brother.

He wants to tell his junior brother everything he has experienced in the secret realm for more than 30 years.

Without the patriarch, without the junior brother, there would be no him who established the foundation at a young age.

He searched for a moment, and when he saw the junior brother behind the patriarch, he was taken aback: "Master Patriarch, what's the matter with the junior brother?"

Why is his face so pale?Why are the lips bleeding?

Hei Lin was very upset, waved his hands and said: "Go and wash first, and then go outside to get some delicious food for Qiushi. Don't scare Qiushi with your appearance."

In such a dangerous environment in the secret realm, Fat San lives with trepidation every day, and doesn't have the heart to think about whether it is dirty or not.

Now that he came back, in the room full of fragrance, he just smelled his sleeve and felt like vomiting.

It stinks!

"Master Patriarch, I'm going to wash now..."

Fat San happily left the house and went to wash up.

Hei Lin lowered his head and looked at Qiu Shi with a sad face.

Qiu Shi...Qiu Shi...What should I do with you?

Fat San walked around the yard like a headless chicken for a long time before finding the well.

Immediately, he took off the extremely dirty robe, fetched water, and washed his body over and over again.

How can the old dirt of more than 30 years be washed off so easily?

I rubbed it until my skin was red and almost peeled off, and then I washed it off.

After taking a bath, he was about to pick up the robe and put it on, but when he saw the black and oily robe, he felt a nausea in his stomach.

So dirty!

He was about to clean his robes with a cleansing technique.

No matter how dirty or torn the robe was, he couldn't bear to throw it away.

For more than 30 years in the secret realm, if he hadn't been protected by this magic robe, he would have died countless times.

But before he opened his mouth to chant the mantra, suddenly there was another person in the yard.

The man frowned, looked at him, and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you appear here naked? Presumptuous!"

A small early stage of foundation establishment unexpectedly appeared here with ulterior motives, what's the matter?

It took a while for Fat San to recognize this person, and asked tentatively, "River... River God?"

Recognize him?The God of the River asked again: "Who are you?"

Fat San smiled and said: "I am Fat San! Fat San of Ziyun Temple. You don't remember me?"

"Fat San?" Heshen remembered this person, and the head of the underworld gave his sword to this person.

"Why are you so thin? How old are you?"

"I..." Fat San touched his chest and was about to say that the secret realm was too dangerous and he was tired.More than 30 years have passed, can he not be old?

But before he could say anything, he touched his naked body, blushed immediately, and quickly covered his lower body with the robe: "Turn around quickly, don't look!"

River God glanced at his thin and bony body, snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the main room.

Who wants to see skinny ribs?

It depends on a little beauty like Qiushi, or a big beauty like the head of the underworld...

However, when he thought that Hei Lin was the Black Dragon God, he stopped thinking about it.

He is not blessed to enjoy a beauty like Heilong.

"Immortal Elder." The River God stood by the porch, not daring to go in.

After a while, Hei Lin's voice came: "What's the matter?"

The God of the River took out a document, held it in both hands, and said, "Prince Immortal, I brought the Qin family's He Lishu."

"Bring it!"

The paperwork in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Then, Hei Lin's cold voice came: "Don't bother me!"

The river god hurried away.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fat San, who had changed into a blue robe, looked at him in bewilderment: "What and Li Shu?"

The River God walked over, grabbed Fat San's arm, and dragged him outside.

Fat San struggled desperately, but the gap in cultivation between the two of them was too great, no matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless, so he was carried outside the courtyard like a chicken.

The God of the River said viciously: "Give back my sword!"

Fat San hurriedly covered his sleeves, shook his head and said, "No! This is given to me by my patriarch."

"No?" River God squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't, I will kill you. For a little foundation builder like you, killing you is like crushing an ant..."

Fat San immediately shouted into the courtyard at the top of his voice: "Master Patriarch, the River God wants to kill his disciple..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the God of the River: "You are a big man, and you actually sued? Are you shameless?"

Fat San didn't show any weakness: "You, a Nascent Soul Stage strongman, bullied me, a Foundation Establishment Xiaoxiu, how shameless you are?"

The God of the River sneered, "I'm cultivating desperately, isn't it because I want to be able to bully you ants at will?"

Fat San retorted: "You practice to bully the weak? Isn't it to gain Taoism and ascend?"

River God: "..."

Which cultivator is not for the purpose of attaining Taoism and ascension?

never mind!He snorted coldly, let go of Fat San, and clapped his hands.

Fat San is the head of the underworld, so he can't offend him.

Ascension is important, let this kid go for now.

Qiu Shi had a dream.

It's like a spring dream, but it's not.

For a while it was the patriarch who was lingering with him, and for a while he turned into the evil dragon again.

After a while, Qin Guiren stared at him with resentment in his eyes: I was the one who sacrificed a hundred years ago...

"No...no..." Qiushi woke up yelling.

After staring at the roof for a long time, I gradually recovered from the nightmare.

Ever since he met the patriarch, he has never had a nightmare again, and he never thought that now...

The room was quiet, Qiu Shi looked around, and saw no one except Xiao Huang lying beside him and looking at him anxiously.

The mood suddenly became complicated.

Patriarch... Patriarch isn't here?

It's normal not to be there, but he still remembers that he said he hated the patriarch and told the patriarch to go away.

"Master... I'm so worried about you!" Xiao Huang put her little paw on his arm and said cautiously.

The master sleeps for three days. If the elder said that the master is fine, or if the master still has a breathing pulse, it would think that something happened to the master.

Qiushi's eyes were sore, he touched Xiao Huang's furry back, and shook his head: "I'm fine..."

He's really fine.

He just escaped, he just didn't want to face all this with his eyes open.After three days of escape, he was healed.

No, he's fine, he's busy!

He was even more sad than when he was tricked by Qin Wenmin and thrown into the Black Dragon Pool.

Because it is the grandfather!The person he trusted and admired so much turned out to be the dragon he feared the most.

If he hadn't become mature and strong these days, he might not be able to bear it.

When the tears in his eyes were about to fall, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door, and a person was walking towards the couch with a basin of water, smiling.

"Who are you?" Qiu Shi's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out to touch his sleeve.

Xiao Huang jumped up and squeaked: "Master, he is not a bad person, he is..."

Before it could say anything, before Qiushi's Chengjiao was pulled out, the man grinned and said, "Little brother, I'm Fat San, I'm your senior brother!"

Fat third brother?Qiu Shi slapped his hands and stared at the man in disbelief.

He was dark, thin and old, not at all like Brother Fat San.

But the voice is a bit like Fat Third Senior Brother.

Seeing the disbelief on his face, Fat San quickly explained: "Little Junior Brother, it's really me. One day outside, one year in the secret realm, I have spent more than 30 years in the secret realm, so I am over 50 years old, isn't it old? Then The secret realm is very dangerous. I am afraid every day. I only eat Bigu Pills, but am I not thin? My whole body is exposed to wind, sun and rain, and I have never taken a bath. Is it not dark..."

"Are you really... Brother Fat Third?" Qiu Shi still didn't believe it.

It was really that the person in front of him was so different from the white, fat and young brother he knew.

"I'm really Fat San." Fat San put the water basin on the couch, and while twisting the handkerchief, he talked to him about what they had experienced together: "Junior Brother, do you still remember the forbidden area on the back mountain of Ziyun Hall? Pushed to the stone tablet in the forbidden area with the palm of the head disciple..."

Fat San started from how they met and talked about the ice monster in Chenjiacun, the fox demon in Yufu, and the river god in Weicheng, how he entered the secret realm, and the fact that Qiu Shi gave the pill.

Speaking later, tears flowed: "Little brother, I am in the secret realm, except for all kinds of monsters, I can't see a single person. You don't know how much I miss you, how much I miss my ancestor... ..."

As soon as the patriarch was mentioned, Qiu Shi couldn't help thinking that the patriarch was the evil dragon, and his heart suddenly ached again.

Suddenly, tears rolled down from his eyes.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?" Fat San quickly put down the veil, wanting to hug Qiushi, but he didn't dare.

Grandpa is in the house!

If he hugs the junior brother, he is afraid that he will be slapped to death by the patriarch with one sleeve.

He was anxious, and Hei Lin, who was hidden behind the screen, was even more anxious, clenched his fists, staring at Qiushi's face with pain in his heart, wishing he could rush out to hug his Qiushi.

But he knew he couldn't, Qiu Shi didn't want to see him right now.

Seeing Qiu Shi's tears rolling down his face, Fat San was at a loss for what to do, and murmured comfortingly: "Junior brother, don't cry, what's the matter with senior brother..."

"If you cry again, senior brother will also cry..."

"You don't know, I'm in the secret realm, and I miss you every day... When I miss you so much, I also cry..."

He didn't dare to say that he also missed Master Patriarch, he was afraid that Qiu Shi would cry even more when he heard the words "Master Patriarch".

After being flustered for a moment, Fat San suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a food box from the Qiankun bag, opened the lid, and brought out a plate of snacks and put them on the small table: "Little brother, I bought these outside, just out of the oven. ..."

Junior brother likes these snacks the most, maybe he is happy after seeing these foods?

After crying for a while, Qiu Shi gradually calmed down, wiped away the tears, grabbed Fat San's sleeve and said, "Senior brother, thank you!"

A bright smile appeared on Fat San's face: "You're welcome, this is what I should do. Junior brother, you don't know, there are only yellow sand and monsters in the secret realm, and there is nothing. If there is no bigu pill you gave, I'm afraid I'm starving to death..."

He sat down on the edge and picked up a plate of pink snacks: "Little brother, this is a peach cake, look how pretty the color is, does it look like you?"

Qiushi held back tears and looked at Fat Sanhei's thin and haggard face: "Brother, you have suffered..."