Chapter 79 Kidnapping

"The fish here are not friendly at all. I couldn't catch a single hair all afternoon..." Next to Lin Qingzhi, Song Wenmo shook his head while holding a fish bucket.

"It's the fault of Maokeng that you can't poop. You are just a dish. If you are a dish, you should practice more..."

Lin Qingzhi glanced at Song Wenmo with disdain, his friend was really shameless!

"What kind of food? What kind of food? I just had bad luck today. Next time I will show you what it means to be a fishing expert..."

Song Wenmo was unhappy. How could he be looked down upon by others, and he was still his good friend.

"Senior brother is the best..." Miao Jinfeng said next to Song Wenmo.

"Junior sister, don't get too close, lest others misunderstand..." Song Wenmo poked his junior sister's head away with his hand, then glanced at Lin Qingzhi, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't pay attention. .

It would be bad if he and Qing's brother broke off the relationship because of his junior sister. He finally had a good friend!

"Hey! I'm afraid he's not a straight man!" Lin Qingzhi shook his head.

Not to mention Lin Qingzhi, even Si Jinxuan and Duanmu Ziqin looked at Song Wenmo with strange expressions.

"call...."

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared, bending the trees on the roadside, and in front of them, there was a sky full of dust heading towards them.

Just then.

A black shadow suddenly appeared, like a flash, directly beside Lin Qingzhi. Before anyone could react, he grabbed Lin Qingzhi and disappeared.

The dust in the sky was blown away by the wind of Song Wenmo's palm.

The next moment, everyone saw that Lin Qingzhi had disappeared among the crowd.

Just now the dust covered the sky and blocked everyone's sight, but now they saw that Lin Qingzhi had disappeared.

"Where's Brother Qing! He was kidnapped..." Song Wenmo's face suddenly turned ugly. He was such a good friend, why was he kidnapped.

"Brother Lin..."

"Daddy..."

Everyone's expressions became very ugly, let alone the two children.

Xiao Yao'er's tears had reached the corners of her eyes and were about to fall down at any time, but Lin Fan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

His mother was gone, his father had just gone from being a nerd to a better person, and now their father had been kidnapped, which was dangerous.

If my father were to...

Lin Fan held back his tears. He glanced at Xiao Yao'er who was also holding back tears. What would he and his sister do then?

"Xiao Fan, Xiao Yao'er, don't worry, Aunt Xuan will definitely send someone to rescue your father..." Si Jinxuan was the first to react. She knew that Lin Qingzhi was a master and there was no way he would be kidnapped without any reaction.

She put her heart into her heart, but she and Duanmu Ziqin knew Lin Qingzhi's strength, but Lin Fan and others knew nothing.

"Brother Qing, please trouble Your Highness the Princess..." Song Wenmo looked at the imperial princess next to him and finally felt less worried in his heart.

Looking at the strong man who just came to kidnap Lin Qingzhi, these people didn't even react. Why did such a strong man kidnap Qing's brother?

At this time, Song Wenmo began to think about these things.

After all, this friend of mine is just a weak scholar.

When everyone was walking towards home, Lin Qingzhi was caught by a master from the Return to Ruins Realm and taken into a ruined temple outside the mountain.

"Bang..." Lin Qingzhi was thrown to the ground by the guy,

"Hmph! A mere cowardly scholar actually wants me to take action personally. The Evil King's Pavilion is in decline..." The man in black robe and hat looked at Lin Qingzhi with a look of disgust on his face.

He was a dignified Dharma Realm, the elder of the Evil King Pavilion, but in the end he came out to kidnap the little scholar, which was really killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... By the way, you are not gentle at all. Why don't you, a weak little scholar like me, be gentle? What if you break my butt..."

Lin Qingzhi stood up and patted his butt, and said with a smile.

"You're not afraid of me..." Seeing the lack of fear on Lin Qingzhi's face, he was a little surprised.

A mere young scholar, facing a person like this, has no fear, he is so courageous...

"Why should I be afraid of you? You are so shameless..." Lin Qingzhi arranged his clothes and looked at the ruined temple.

There is no Buddha statue in the ruined temple, only a dusty incense burner lying quietly on the altar table.

There are several extinguished fires on the ground. It seems that people often sleep here.

Apart from the fire, all that was left was the fallen wood and splintered mud bricks.

"How brave... A mere young scholar dares to tease me like this. It seems that I, the Evil King Pavilion, have not been out for a long time, and the world has forgotten the reputation of my Evil King Pavilion..."

The man in black laughed angrily. In his heart, this young scholar was already dead.

If he hadn't wanted to lure out the master behind the little scholar, he would have killed the little scholar long ago.

"Evil King Pavilion..." Lin Qingzhi was slightly startled. Where did this force come from? It actually knew that there were strong people in Ping'an Town, and it dared to do evil.

"My Evil King's Pavilion has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. Even if it is surrounded by good and evil, it still remains standing. Now, my dignified elder of the Evil King's Pavilion is actually being ridiculed by a little scholar like you. It's really... Hey! I'm the same as you. Why is the dying little scholar talking so much..."

The man in black shook his head.

Just then.

There was a sound of breaking air, and a man in black robes fell from the sky and landed in front of the ruined temple.

"Pojun, the matter is done..." Seeing the person coming, the man in black said with a dignified face.

"Elder Qianshan, I have already thrown all the letters into the village." Pojun said respectfully with a fist.

"Very good..."

Elder Qianshan nodded.

"Elder, this man..." Pojun looked at Lin Qingzhi who was looking at the ruined temple with a comfortable face, and asked in surprise.

"It's just relying on a martial arts master to support him and pretend to be calm..." Elder Qianshan thought he saw through the truth of Lin Qingzhi's calmness.

"I'm just a little scholar. What do you, the Evil King Pavilion, which has a great reputation for tens of thousands of years, want to tie me up for..." Lin Qingzhi asked the doubts in his heart.

"What's the use of you, a dying little scholar, knowing so much, you should just wait to die obediently!" Pojun raised the corner of his mouth and said to Lin Qingzhi.

"Hey! Another stubborn person. Looks like I still need to search his soul!" Lin Qingzhi shook his head, slowly turned around and looked at the Qianshan elder.

"Playing tricks..." The Qianshan elder frowned...

"This time, use your fists and feet..." Lin Qingzhi said after twisting his head and stretching his muscles.

Every time I attack with skills, I haven't used my fists and feet much! This time, relax...