When Jiang Qiu saw Li Ling, he knew that his tricky daughter must have provoked someone he shouldn''t have provoked.

    In fact, Jiang Qiu knows what his daughter and his in laws are.

    He had married Jiang Huaying to Si Xuefeng, hoping to get rid of the matter quickly. He knew that his daughter would have an accident sooner or later, but he didn''t expect to provoke Li Ling as soon as the accident happened.

    Zheng Tu knelt down and worshipped Li Ling at that time, but Li Zailin he knew was the devil, not Li Ling at the moment.

    So Zheng TU was very angry.

    As for Cui Anmin, of course, he is even more angry. How can he be a dignified prefect and say go away.

    Jiang Qiu didn''t dare to take revenge. Instead, he turned to Zheng Tu and Cui Anmin and said, "guys, let me tell you, don''t be angry. If you suffer a loss, you will suffer a loss."

    "Lord Jiang, let all the women die under that man''s hand. You can eat it?"

    "Yes, Lord Jiang, even with the support of the king of faith... The king of faith must be reasonable!"

    Jiang Qiu said reluctantly, "if you listen to me, don''t be aggressive at this moment. Jiang guarantees his life. This is the person you two can''t provoke."

    "We can''t afford it?"

    Zheng Tu wondered: "it seems that in this ancient Tongjun, we can''t afford it. It''s just the two elders of Beitang Zhicai and thunder... Maybe there''s Tianci waiting for Li..."

    Suddenly, Cui Anmin''s eyes lit up: "is it difficult that he is waiting for Li to come again!"

    "Shh, I didn''t say anything."

    For a moment, Cui Anmin and Zheng Tu felt the cooling of the back spine.

    Although Jiang Qiu did not admit it, it was almost certain.

    Li Zailin destroyed the Jin family and the King Kong court, killing the person who couldn''t even keep a bone.

    He is Gutong dragon head!

    Visual strength is only lower than the thunder two old!

    Rao is the Cui family, and the Zheng family dare not oppose him even if they have more heads.

    So, ignoring the humiliation of their family, the three of them quickly bowed: "go away, go away."

    A prefect, a duke and a black eagle envoy really rolled away.

    Even Zhu Youjian was shocked.

    But Zhu Youjian just nodded and said, "brother Li is still powerful."

    Then Li Ling took Su Jiner back.

    This night, Gutong County shook again.

    All the young people know what happened at the Shaoying meeting tonight.

    The talented disciple Fang zhe was brought down by the painter Li Ling.

    The Secretary''s house was destroyed.

    The black eagle killed Jiang Qiu''s daughter.

    The father''s daughter was humiliated.

    The guard of the Yuanzhou Lian family was too frightened to say a word.

    Cui Tianyong, the son of Cui Taishou, was so afraid that he cancelled the Shaoying meeting held for decades.

    His royal highness King Xin, the holy brother, calls Li Ling brother Li.

    Almost every news is a shocking news that can shock Gutong county.

    But the news happened one night.

    Everything is difficult for ordinary people to do in their whole life, but Li Ling did it!

    Is the painter Li Ling really so strong?

    Facts speak louder than words. What Li Ling has done has long exceeded everyone''s expectations.

    Li Ling doesn''t care about what happened. He only cares about how many days there are on Tomb Sweeping Day.

    Just after the crowd in Cui''s courtyard dispersed.

    Two figures floated across the distant sky.

    The two figures were whispering in the dark.

    "Did you find out?"

    "It has been found out that the painter Li Ling came from Changning mansion when he was waiting for Li to come again."

    "Even if he killed my family, he also flattened the King Kong court?"

    "Yes, it is estimated that he is already the top expert in the real world."

    "Kill this account of my Jin family. I should have a good calculation with him."

    "But the Zen king has said that you will become an inner disciple of the Zen Academy in two years. If you are injured, isn''t it worth the loss?"

    "Will my Jin Ruizhi get hurt?"

    When he spoke, Jin Ruizhi showed a touch of Buddha light on his fingertips.

    Suddenly the man shut up.

    Later, Jin Ruizhi sneered: "if you kill this man, you can not only avenge your blood, but maybe you can cultivate a relic body after eating him. Li Zailin, wash your neck and wait!"

    At the same time, hundreds of schools of classical learning on the sage island.

    Fang zhe sadly returned to his closed work room. He was a little uneasy.

    He really doesn''t understand why he lost today.

    Mingming''s meridians are not blocked. Mingming has been trained by the head of the Academy, but why did he still lose to the painter Li Ling?

    Just when Fang zhe was worried, yuan shouhuayu came in.

    Fang zhe knelt listlessly: "head of the hospital, am I really a genius?"

    "Of course, you are a genius recruited by the academy!"

    "But why can''t I beat Li Ling?" Fang zhe still looked gloomy.

    Hua Yucai smiled and attached his hand to Fang Zhe''s head: "because the head of our academy has not yet passed on the strongest skill of your academy."

    "Er... Chief of the court! You..."

    When Fang zhe didn''t pay attention, his head was penetrated by Hua Yucai''s five fingers, and a deep pain hit him.

    "Courtyard... Chief... I''m so... Sleepy..."

    With these words, Fang zhe fainted and woke up quickly after a incense stick.

    At this time, Fang Zhe''s eyes were red and his face was cold. He was as thin as a wood, as if he had been absorbed.

    "Ha ha, sure enough, this boy only knows to fight for fame. He is much purer than Li Ling''s essence. It seems that my Qi evil skill can go further."

    Later, Hua Yucai left, while Fang zhe was thrown into the work room, like a walking corpse.

    It rained for several days in a hundred academies, and there was a painted hot spring in Qingdao.

    Li Ling is leisurely, soaking in the hot spring in the light rain. She looks very comfortable.

    At this time, Li Ling saw Yang Fuzi holding some paper money to burn incense and kowtow in front of some memorial tablets.

    "What are you doing?"

    "It''s Tomb Sweeping Day. Pay homage to master and the painter''s ancestors, and let them bless the revitalization of our painters!"

    "Well, the Qingming Festival has arrived."

    Li Ling looked at the Amethyst jade bracelet on her wrist and looked at the back mountain forbidden area of Shengxian island.

    After taking a bath for a while, Li Ling got up and put on the Tiansi silkworm robe.

    Then he was ready to take a boat to find mute.

    "Hey, good disciple, don''t you come to worship your ancestor?"

    "If it works to worship them, maybe the painter won''t be reduced to this."

    "This..."

    Yang Fuzi didn''t know how to refute, but he still said, "master and grandmaster, I have made little achievements. Please bless the painter and Li Ling in heaven."

    On saints Island, dumb people have been waiting for a long time with a pink oil paper umbrella.

    The light rain is getting denser again. Dumb, when I see Li Ling, I stretch out my hand to let the oil paper umbrella cover Li Ling.

    Li Ling smiled and touched his dumb head: "let''s find the burning tiger."