"Okay! Zhong Lin, I'm not wrong with you! Let's go, I and Ping'er will always be your strong backing."

The old lady suddenly stood up and patted Zhong Lin on the shoulder, and the heroic spirit of the soldier was revealed.

"Thank you! I will do my best to protect my family and everyone."

Zhong Lin was a little excited when he said this. There was another joke in his heart, that was, due to his negligence two days ago, his grandfather, his aunt and Luo Xiaoman were kidnapped by people from the Heilong Society. Although they were finally rescued with the help of Chen Jianqiang, the aunt had not yet awakened, and now Luo Xiaoman left without saying goodbye. Obviously, he thought that all this was because he had not considered it thoughtfully enough before. But in fact, he couldn't blame him for such a thing. It was because the enemy was too cunning and too sinister.

"Because I dreamed that you left, I woke up from my crying..."

The familiar ringtone rang again, Zhong Lin took out his cell phone and looked at it. The name on the caller ID was "Uncle Luo". After waiting for two seconds, after his breathing was stable, Zhong Lin answered the phone:

"Hey, Uncle Luo!"

"Zhong Lin, I'll give you a few photos of the past through WeChat. Take a look!"

Luo Ping on the other end of the phone did not mention Luo Xiaoman's matter, and his words were simple enough to be simpler. After saying that, he hung up the phone, which made Zhong Lin breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Zhong Lin was also secretly surprised that he didn't know what kind of photos Luo Ping would give him. Just as he was thinking about it, the WeChat message sounded.

Zhong Lin clicked on WeChat and saw several pictures appear in the dialog box with Luo Ping. The two photos in the first two are not very clear. They probably had the focal length that was not adjusted properly. There was only some clouds, and it seemed that nothing special. When he saw the third photo, he could vaguely see a black figure among the clouds. Snake? Giant Python?! That's right, Zhong Lin saw a very thick and large snake body. When he looked at the first and second photos carefully, he also had a little bit of the snake body. However, it was too insignificant than the third photo, so that Zhong Lin didn't see it at the beginning.

"Is the black giant python that can fly in the clouds a black dragon?"

Thinking of this, Zhong Lin's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition immediately surged into his heart.

In the next few photos, you can see a very thick snake body or snake head to a greater or lesser extent. Finally, Luo Ping wrote in the message: These photos were taken by a photography enthusiast inadvertently. We have already found an expert to identify them. These photos were taken in real life and there was no trace of being ps. The black dragon has woken up. Although it has not transformed into a dragon, it has not left us much time.

Luo Ping did not say much, nor did he make any requests to Zhong Lin. However, the more this happened, the more Zhong Lin felt the urgency of the matter. "The black dragon has woken up", "The black dragon has woken up"..., these four words kept echoing in Zhong Lin's mind.

"Zhong Lin, what happened?"

When the old lady saw Zhong Lin's face suddenly turned ugly, she asked hurriedly.

"Oh, old lady..."

"Um!?"

Just as Zhong Lin was about to continue talking, the old lady suddenly interrupted him and looked at him with a frown.

"That, grandma. Just now, Uncle Luo called me and then came over a few photos. There is indeed a very difficult thing now. According to the photos, the black dragon has woken up, which means that there is not much time left for us."

Zhong Lin said very seriously. However, after hearing Zhong Lin's words, the old lady was not in a hurry, but smiled slightly, her eyes full of love. There was nothing more important in her heart than Zhong Lin's "grandma".

"It doesn't matter. I believe that the ship will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. What's more, evil will not suppress righteousness. Even if the black dragon wakes up again, it will be a representative of evil and will eventually perish!"

The old lady smiled and cheered her for her prospective grandson-in-law.

Zhong Lin knew very well in his heart, what does "evil cannot suppress righteousness" mean? If that is true, there will be no bad people in the world, and there will be no evil forces. In the face of evil forces, you must be well prepared, otherwise it will definitely not work by just speaking.

"Grandma, I still have something to do. I need to do it immediately and come to see you another day."

"Okay, go and do it!"

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, Zhong Lin had disappeared without a trace with the help of the divine movement talisman.

"When did this kid become so powerful? He has reached the point of being invisible and without a trace. This is not much worse than Sun Wuzi's arrival! No, I have to watch it tight, otherwise one day it will be troublesome."

If Zhong Lin knew that the old lady was still thinking about these things at such a critical moment, she would definitely spit out old blood.

The destination of Zhong Lin's use of the divine talisman was not elsewhere, it was Zixia Palace. In his opinion, perhaps no one among the people he knew knew better than the old god! Moreover, when he came to Zixia Palace last time, he heard the old god say that the red dragon was "in seclusion" in Zixia Palace or somewhere nearby. Now that the black dragon has woken up, what about the red dragon?

If we deal with the ancient wild beasts such as the unicorn wolf or the three-winged snow leopard, Zhong Lin and his members of the Huaxia Dragon Group, either the Iron Pillar or the Big Dragon, the two dragons can deal with it calmly, but for the black dragon, let alone strangled, if the black dragon really recovers as before and turns into a dragon, it is estimated that it can come up with a hundred ways to kill them without any effort.

There is not much change on the surface of Zixia Palace, but in fact, all Taoist priests have been practicing their skills in recent times. Now, nearly ten people in Zixia Palace, including Zhang Guanzhu, Feng Zhenren, and Guanzhu’s younger brother Zhang Zhenren, can master the thunder talisman skillfully, which is also a rare force for dealing with the ancient wild beasts.

"Senior Zhong, you are here!"

Zhang Zhenren, who is nearly 70 years old, called Zhong Lin, who is only in his twenties, "Senior Zhong". No matter how he heard it, he felt awkward. But Zhang Zhenren called him naturally, and he looked as if he was natural. Because whether it was from Zhong Lin's master Zhang Zhong or from the old gods, Zhong Lin's seniority was more than one or two generations higher than him.

"Zhang Zhenren, don't call me senior again in the future. Just call me Zhong Lin or Xiaoyou Zhong."
Chapter completed!