My wife is the sect leader

Lin Tianhai frowned, and said coldly: "The old man said it, and only answered one question."

"it is good."

An Jing loosened Lin Tianhai's collar, turned and left.

"call....."

Seeing this, Lin Tianhai couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, but before he finished breathing, he saw the ghost swordsman go and return, grabbing his collar again.

"Unfortunately, you have fallen into my hands again."

Lin Tianhai: "..."

An Jing stared at Lin Tianhai calmly, and asked, "Answer my question just now, and I can let you go again."

Lin Tianhai said angrily: "You are playing tricks on this old man. Even if this old man dies today, he will not compromise with thieves like you again."

He, Lin Tianhai, is also a top expert of the Demon Cult, the head of the Azure Dragon Seat. How could Lin Tianhai bear this anger at being insulted like this at this moment?

"Don't tell me, right?" An Jing said in a deep voice.

"Give it up, the old man doesn't need it anyway, you'd better draw the sword one step faster, so that the old man won't splash your blood." Lin Tianhai closed his eyes, as if he didn't care.

Hey!

An Jing looked at Lin Tianhai who was looking angrily in front of him, but he couldn't do it for a while.

In case later...

"Roar!"

At this time, there was a low roaring dragon chant sound from the surface of Tranquility Creek, as if calling for something.

"Black flood dragon!?"

An Jing was shocked when he heard this.

This voice is exactly the voice of the black flood dragon, but it sounds a little strange.

That black flood dragon has the cultivation base of a master of three qi, it is his biggest reliance now, if he meets a master of the Zhenyi Sect without the black flood dragon, he will be in big trouble, and his Suppressing Evil Sword may be with the black flood dragon.

"Old boy, I will deal with you later."

An Jing glanced at Lin Tianhai, and then flew away towards the distance.

Lin Tianhai looked at the back of An Jing's departure, and made sure that the true qi in his body was running wildly after disappearing, but the thunder and lightning qi was still in his body, blocking the movement of the qi in his body.

"hateful!"

Lin Tianhai's eyes were bloodshot, but the more anxious he became, the more useless he became. Instead, the energy of lightning overflowed and collided in his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

About half a stick of incense passed, and the ghost swordsman still didn't come back.

Lin Tianhai couldn't help becoming a little anxious. If the ghost swordsman really left, he might starve to death in this wilderness due to his current inability to move.

The news got out, and the head of the Azure Dragon Seat starved to death in the wilderness, wouldn't that become a joke in the world?

"Secretary Lin?"

At this moment, a voice came from not far away.

"I'm here........"

Lin Tianhai responded quickly.

"Whizzing!"

"Lin Shouzuo, are you okay?"

I saw a figure rushing over quickly, the disheveled one was Luo Zixiang, a master of the Demon Cult's Dizong.

Originally, she had escaped from the Four Elephant Gate, but then she found that Lin Tianhai hadn't come out for a long time, so she turned around and went back to inquire about the news, just in time to see the ghost swordsman leaving the Four Elephant Gate with Lin Tianhai on his back.

"Take me away."

Lin Tianhai was overjoyed when he saw the person coming, and quickly said: "Quick, maybe that lunatic will be back in a while."

"Okay, let's go now."

Luo Zixiang nodded, then helped Lin Tianhai up and walked towards the distance.

..........

On the other side, An Jing followed the voice.

A round of red sun seems to be hanging on the westernmost branch, the surrounding red clouds are solidified like blood, the distant mountains are far away, and there are some red spots among the emerald greens, like the tears of blood dripping from the sunset.

In the depths of Longyin Creek, the sea surface is glowing orange-red.

Because of the living puppet technique, as long as An Jing gets close to the black flood dragon, he will have a unique feeling.

So when he came to the stream, he felt that the black dragon seemed to be below.

"thump!"

Before he could control the black dragon, he saw a huge dragon head emerging from the water.

The huge eyes opened and closed, looking at An Jing who was stepping on the lake, a trace of joy appeared in the eyes.

"Um!?"

An Jing looked at the eyes of the black flood dragon, and suddenly felt a little different.

The next moment, the black dragon rushed over quickly, and An Jing felt that there was no danger and did not dodge.

"Tom!"

The black dragon directly slammed An Jing into the water, and then his body also rushed into the stream, causing shocking waves.

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill me?"

An Jing splashed a few times in the water and growled.

And that black flood dragon looked like a child who made a mistake, watching him nervously from afar.

"Could it be that this guy was born with wisdom?"

An Jing looked at the appearance of the black flood dragon, and frowned slightly.

When he subdued the thousand-year-old black boa, he used the living puppet technique to extract the violent and ferocious soul of the thousand-year-old black boa. Since then, the thousand-year-old black boa's body has been under his control.

And after the thousand-year-old black boa transformed into a dragon, no new souls have been bred, and it has always been like a puppet.

But looking at his actions and demeanor today, it seems that a new soul has been born.

"come here."

An Jing tried to wave his hand.

As if the black flood dragon understood his words, its body writhed in the water and floated over cautiously. Then, the flood dragon prostrated itself in front of An Jing, showing a sense of obedience.

An Jing touched the scales on Hei Jiao's body with his palm.

"Hoohoo!"

Two white streams of air spewed out from the nostrils of the black flood dragon, appearing to enjoy it very much.

"not bad."

An Jing's body jumped and landed on Hei Jiao's back, "My Suppressing Evil Sword should be on your body, right?"

"Ha! Ha!"

The black dragon's mouth was wide open, and the Suppressing Evil Sword with two swords in one sheath suddenly appeared in its mouth.

"call out!"

An Jing stretched out his palm, and the Suppressing Evil Sword fell into his palm quite spiritually.

Now that the Black Flood Dragon has returned again, holding the Evil Suppressing Sword again, he finally felt a sense of security in his heart.

"The old boy Lin Tianhai was swallowed by wild dogs."

An Jing thought of something, and then said: "Let's go back quickly."

"Roar!"

The black dragon gave a low cry, and then turned into a black shadow and flew away into the distance.

The black flood dragon was very excited for some reason, it not only tossed in the water, but also created waves of water.

About half a cup of tea, the black flood dragon landed beside the dense forest just now.

"What about people!?"

An Jing found that the place was empty, and there was no shadow of Lin Tianhai.

The black flood dragon seemed to be a little scared, lying on the side prostrate and watching the surrounding vigilantly with a pair of big eyes.

An Jing came to the tree just now, and whispered to himself: "There is no blood, according to the injuries on his body, it is impossible for him to walk away, he should be rescued by someone, maybe he hasn't gone far... ..."

He is very clear about Lin Tianhai's injury, and it is absolutely impossible for him to escape by himself in such a short time.

He still wanted to ask Lin Tianhai some questions, but he suddenly found that there seemed to be no difference between asking and not asking...

Sitting alone on the green hill, looking at the setting sun.

An orange halo sprinkled on An Jing's body like a dead leaf, making him appear peaceful and leisurely. He looked at the endless stream flowing in the distance, with his eyebrows lowered.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

"call……"

An Jing sat on the bank of Longyin River.

in fact……

He never thought of himself as a good person, but he never thought of himself as a heinous person.

What are rivers and lakes?

Jianghu is a vanity fair, wandering around the rivers and lakes, stepping into this vanity fair, that is, stepping half of your body into the underworld.

As strong as the old man Qingfeng, a master master with cultivation base, can't escape death and daoxiao.

When the world can't solve it, you can only fight and kill. This simple method is always the most direct and most useful method.

In this river and lake, killing people is just a rare and common time, but cutting grass and roots, and never having future troubles is not just written in books.

They will also shake the eggs to pieces, and the ant nest at the door will be flooded. It is so tragic and unreasonable...

"why?"

An Jing murmured softly, that beautiful figure appeared in his mind, that gentle smile that was as refreshing as the spring breeze in February, he remembered the first meeting with the other party...

"why?"

An Jing asked again.

He really couldn't imagine that, so gentle as water, that clumsy beauty who couldn't even climb a ladder, and whose fingers would be cut by a broken bowl, might be stained with the blood of countless people!

It's like dreaming!

It will disperse when you touch it, break it when you touch it, everything is like a phantom...

"why……"

This sound is full of powerlessness.

After that, no more words.

He sat on the bank and looked at it for a long time, maybe the sky was dim, the night was full of stars hanging high in the sky quietly, and the Milky Way flowed quietly, then he came back to his senses, he stood up, and slowly walked back to Heijiao's side.

now.

The body of the black flood dragon is curled up, its huge head hangs casually on the ground, its eyes that are not infected by the world reflect An Jing's figure, it is a little curious, but it can understand An Jing's state of mind at the moment, it rubs its head gently Rub An Jing.

"I was lied to...but I don't know why."

An Jing smiled wryly, and he raised his hand to touch the scales of the black dragon.

Lou Xiangzhen once said that at his age, he will no longer be confused, but he will always be lost.

He didn't know...

But now, it seems to understand a little bit.

"Yeah, will always get lost..."