The Shadow Lord turned the wheelchair to the edge of the drum with a sad face. The support of the drum was disintegrated, and a big hole was broken in the middle of the originally solid drum surface.

It was originally a majestic drum, but now it has completely turned into a broken drum.

"My drum, my drum..." Ying Zun went to pick up the wreckage on the ground with tears in his nose, just like the ancestor tablets fell apart.

Liu Yang didn't care about this broken drum, so he ran to Lin Qiu a few steps and squatted down, pressing his hand on his pulse.

The violently beating pulse scared Liu Yang. His hand had just pressed against Lin Qiu's neck and immediately retracted it like an electric shock.

At that moment, Lin Qiu's pulse was like a war drum pounding.

Liu Yang had never seen such a fast pulse before, so he immediately reached out to press Lin Qiu's Renzhong acupoint.

As soon as his hand reached halfway, Lin Qiu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"I'm not dead yet, don't be nervous." Lin Qiu slowly raised his head. Although his nose and mouth were covered in blood, his eyes were bright and he didn't look like someone who was in trouble at all.

Liu Yang quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face, and then checked him.

"There is no external injury, but the internal organs may have been damaged." Liu Yang said seriously: "You need to go to the hospital immediately. This dragon drum is not a joke, let's go!"

Lin Qiu shook his hand away and stood up by himself: "It's okay, I feel very comfortable now, like... I've made a horse and killed a chicken."

Liu Yang looked him up and down incredibly. Lin Qiu moved his hands and feet very freely, and it did not seem to have any problems.

He could not understand at all that after beating the dragon drum thirteen times, he could still stand and speak with great energy. This has almost never happened in the history of the descendants of the Dragon Blood.

"You, are you really okay?" Liu Yang asked: "If you have something to do, don't hide it. Now is not the time to show off."

Lin Qiu smiled: "If you don't believe it, we can discuss it, and you will know if I'm fine."

"You are fine, my drum is fine." At this time, the resentful voice of the Shadow Lord floated over: "I have been guarding this drum for most of my life, but you actually broke it. Boy, what you broke it is not this drum, but my heart."

Lin Qiu scratched his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yingzun, I was too serious at the time, so I used a little more force. I didn't expect it to be so unsolid, and it broke after just a dozen knocks. Don't be sad, I will definitely find the best master to remake it for you."

The qi of the Shadow Lord was about to explode: "Remake it? Which ordinary person in this world can make this drum?"

"Its drum stand is made of the spine of the dragon, and the drum surface is made of the hardest leather on the dragon's back. The most important thing is that there is a trace of the dragon's thoughts hidden in the drum. Now that you have knocked the drum, the dragon's thoughts are gone, do you mean to kill a dragon? "The Shadow Lord roared: "Tell me, where are you going to find a dragon for me!"

Lin Qiu smiled innocently and said, "Old man, aren't you Longying specialists in killing dragons? I'll help you with one dragon, shouldn't you thank me?"

"I...you..." Ying Zun's face turned red with anger.

Lin Qiu coughed dryly: "Okay, OK, I promise you that if I meet a dragon in the future (the ghost knows if I can meet it in this life), I will definitely peel him, suck his sutra, break his bones and make a drum for you, which is guaranteed to be better than this. I swear..."

Lin Qiu spoke seriously and his expression was particularly serious.

The Shadow Lord grabbed a dragon bone and smashed it at him: "The dragon has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years. Have you gone to the ground to dig it? Get out... Let me see you again, I will kill you."

Liu Yang and Lin Qiu ran away, and the sound of the shadow master crying and laughing came from behind.

After leaving the secret base, the two sat on the ground and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Liu Yang took out a cigar from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qiu, but Lin Qiu shook his head and took out a packet of Red Nanjing from his other pocket, took out one and lit it, and vented a sip of cigarette comfortably.

Liu Yang smiled bitterly and lit the cigar himself: "You don't know how to enjoy life."

Lin Qiu shook his head: "What you like is the best, it is rare to feel comfortable, and what you expensive is not necessarily suitable for you. Being a person must follow your own self and following the flow is not my personality."

Liu Yanggao glanced at Lin Qiu. In this era when material things defeated everything, fewer and fewer people were not following the crowd.

He suddenly looked at Lin Qiu curiously: "Just in the cave, you... why did you beat the drum thirteen times?"

Lin Qiu looked at him: "Actually, it's a bit laborious. Do you need me to cover it up for you?"

Liu Yang nodded vigorously. With his current ability, he could only ring twice.

Lin Qiu, Xiaobai, who had not even opened the dragon blood in his body, actually beat the drum thirteen times and even knocked the drum, which made Liu Yang a little jealous.

He had been fighting with the man named Death for the first half of his life, but he was defeated.

Lin Qiu is a child brought by the god of death. Liu Yang watched him grow up, but he was defeated again.

He was convinced by the God of Death, but defeated by the child... Liu Yang had only envy, jealousy and hatred.

Lin Qiu stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, gestured with both hands as if holding a drumstick: "First, your feet must sink, and finally exert force from your waist. When hitting, you must concentrate your strength on your arms, so that all the strength can be concentrated together, and the drum can be beaten very loudly..."

Liu Yang's eyes twitched wildly when he heard this, and it was obvious that Lin Qiu was playing with him. Who would not know how Lin Qiu had withstood the power of thirteen recoils.

He almost vomited blood after suffering twice, and Liu Yang still couldn't imagine it until now.

After Lin Qiu finished the "demonstration", he sat down, lit another cigarette, and put away the red packet of Nanjing.

"Actually, no matter how loud it sounds, the drum has been broken and everything has passed." Lin Qiu vomited smoke: "The important thing is, next, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Liu Yang looked at him deeply. It turned out that this guy knew what he was thinking early in the morning, and he just didn't want to tell him anything at all.

Liu Yang sighed in his heart, not wanting to ask more questions. As Lin Qiu said, everything has passed.

No matter how he rings, no matter what he gets, it is Lin Qiu's own business.

What’s important is that he has passed the assessment.

"I will arrange for you to be Xia Xing's bodyguard." Liu Yang said: "You continue to follow her and protect her safety."

Lin Qiu frowned: "I thought you would provide me with information about the temple directly."

Liu Yang smiled bitterly: "I can't reveal many things to you. I've sworn you. When you have enough level, you will know my current difficulties. Also, we don't know the information about the temple at all. They do things very secretly and never leave any tails to give others a chance to revenge. You don't know that there are too many people in the world who want to cause trouble for them, and you are not the only one."

"What does it mean to protect Xia Xing?" Lin Qiu asked: "I'm not a nanny."

Liu Yang smiled: "Xia Xing's research project has come to an end. At most one month, she can give the final product. During this period, the Temple will definitely take action again. What's next, you know..."

Lin Qiu nodded, "Since you cannot provide information about the temple, then wait for them to come to your door."

"Of course, I will provide you with specific information about their entry, and will give you all worries. This is my greatest ability!" Liu Yang said.

Lin Qiu stood up: "That's enough. I don't want others to interfere with my brother's grudge."

"Is there anything else I need to help?" Liu Yang asked: "From now on, I have already helped you with tremendous pressure. Tell me if you have any requirements."

Lin Qiu thought for a while: "Then lend me some money!"
Chapter completed!