The dragon in the temple has been passed down for hundreds of generations, casting many mythological colors, and now it is destroyed at first sight, and the dragon has shown its might.

I saw that the black dragon turned into a majestic mountain, and instantly crossed the middle of the two mountain ranges, blocking the arrogant flood clean.

This is the pinnacle of what it takes!

Gao Qiu is a little mortal, shocked by the scene in front of him, and his heart is also overturned.

Just as the golf was still amazed by the vision, a mysterious black ring suddenly appeared above his head.

The black ring was suspended in deep space, like a ghost, and the black mist in its depths was surging, collapsing for a time, as if something terrible was awakening.

Soon, the fly ash fell from the black hole to the world with scorching heat.

Suddenly, the flood river, thick smoke billowed out, and a strange atmosphere of the coming end came to the surface.

At the same time, the huge black ring suddenly volatilized a large number of cockroaches, rats, scorpions, crabs, toads......

These terrible things are in the hundreds of millions, and they form an army of brutality that lashes out at the high ball.

The roaring frenzy directly shook the Lord, absorbing the flood around the golf, and putting on the armor of the water for these terrible armies themselves, showing their majesty in unison.

Before the army got close, Gaoqiu's legs were already weak and his eyes were red.

When powerful terror comes, there will be no point in crying and yelling.

In an instant, the army was overwhelmed, the black fog between heaven and earth was filled, Gao Qiu's eyes were complicated, and suddenly a stubborn will was cold between his eyebrows.

Die?

What is there to fear from death!

All things in heaven and earth, all living beings in fear, who can escape life and death.

It's just that Gaoqiu feels sorry that Rebirth didn't have time to rewrite her fate.

The highball faced fear, and when the army of terror frantically tore over and devoured the highball of the mortal with the naked eye, the dragon that incarnated as the dragon of Longshan suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the mountain.

As soon as the dragon's eye opened, the highball suddenly woke up.

At this point, the golf has completely escaped from the hands of the nightmare Grim Reaper!

The dream was so terrifying that Goball came back to life, and everyone around him cheered, but he was the only one who couldn't slow down.

During the lunch break, Gao Qiu once again fell into deep thought, he was wondering what caused his qi and blood to be ruined, and he needed to rely on insect medicine to turn things around and bring the dead back to life?

Gaoqiu's gaze slowly turned to the Hunger Stone, and at the end of the green-haired passage, it was obviously a copper mine, but how could he be so sure that it was a mountain of gold at that time?

Only the hallucinogenic green-haired underneath the trap can explain all this.

Now that I think about it, the green-haired passage is not only an auditory hallucination, but the air in the corridor is also highly toxic.

The poison barrier is colorless and tasteless, it corrodes people's internal organs, makes people's qi and blood ruined, and causes death!

It's horrible!

Lying in the warm bed, the back of the high ball is cold.

Looking at the copper ore at the head of the bed, Gao Qiu's eyebrows were deep, and the matter of digging copper mines seemed to have to be considered in the long run.

The sun was warm, and Gao Qiu walked out of the tent and walked straight towards the tent where Gao Yan was.

"Qiuqiu, are you okay?"

"Qiuqiu, you have to pay attention to the body, the body is the capital."

"Qiuqiu, you don't rest for a while, your body is just right."

All the way forward, the villagers of Banpo greeted the golf one after another, feeling the scorching warmth, and the golf thanked them one by one.

As soon as he walked to Gao Yan's tent, the conversation inside stopped Gao Qiu.

"Who knew that the blind man, with a package of worm medicine, let the youngest son of the high master's family suddenly live."

"It's good that the ball man is fine."

"But why hasn't that person come back yet, I can't find it, and there's no one to eat."

"Where can such a flood go?"

Hearing this, Gao Qiu turned to leave, but just after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked into the distance, only to see a figure walking briskly in the distant mountains.

He walked like he jumped and ran like he flew.

This man was dressed in black, like a blind man.

"Balls?"

The secretary, who was inspecting the situation of the victims, and the village chief, happened to meet Gao Qiu at this time.

"Hello two leaders."

Goqiu came back to his senses and said with a smile.

The golf ball is a good hand for observing words and colors.

"Qiuqiu, I heard that you are sick, how are you, are you better!"

It was a gentle-faced flat-headed man who spoke to him, Gao Qiu had to call him cousin, he was Gao Xia's husband, and Huang Ping, the village secretary.

"It's better, if there is anything in the village that needs my help, I can also do my part."

As soon as Gao Qiu's words fell, Secretary Huang Ping was about to speak with a smile, and the village chief Li Yihu took the lead: "Okay, the entire Banpo house has been destroyed by the flood, you build a new house for the villagers." “

After speaking, without waiting for Gao Qiu to speak, Li Yihu left with a stinky face, and Secretary Huang Ping didn't say anything when he saw this, patted Gao Qiu's shoulder and turned to leave.

"I am willing to donate 3 million yuan to Gao Laozhuang for post-disaster reconstruction."

The sound of the golf was not loud, but it echoed throughout the canyon.

Hearing Gaoqiu's words, Sun Yihu and Secretary Huang Ping slowly stopped.

3 million, not 300 pieces, the words of the high ball are like a thunderbolt, exploding in the canyon.

"Bang Bang ......"

There was a thunderous applause in the canyon, and everyone came out of their tents and gathered here, looking at the golf with a smile on their faces.

3 million is an astronomical number for these simple people, and they have never heard of it.

However, Gao Qiu wants to use this money to rebuild the homes of the villagers, and there are a total of 60 households in Banpo, and each household can have 50,000 yuan.

As the richest man in the village, it is a great act of kindness to be able to stand up and donate generously at this moment to help the people of the village tide over the disaster.

As a well-known entrepreneur in the county, Sun Yihu certainly believes that Gaoqiu has this strength.

However, as the head of a village, he Sun Yihu didn't expect that Gaoqiu would have such feelings, and he actually stepped forward when Banpo was in danger.

For this reason alone, Sun Yihu was impressed by the golf.

Looking back, facing the hot eyes of the village chief and the secretary, Gao Qiu smiled.

This is his hometown, where he grew up, and what he can do for his hometown is the cultivation and feelings exuded by Gaoqiu's bones.

The purpose of Gaoqiu's high-profile donation is not to promote his individualism, but to let the villagers regain their confidence and create a better homeland.

Back in the tent, Gaoqiu found that the air was very oppressive, there was no figure of Fanwei in the tent, and his mother, brother, sister, and father were all there.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this formation, Gao Qiu had a premonition of something, so he haha.

"Qiuqiu, are you a big deal?"

Hearing his mother's words, the conjecture in Gaoqiu's heart fell to fruition.

The threat to donate just now made the family unhappy.

"I asked your brother to say it, you actually donated 10 million to Haishi and another 3 million to our village, how scary."

"Qiuqiu, we don't stop you from donating, you can donate less, but if you continue to donate like this, what hope does our family have, you can donate some money to you."

"Yes, Qiuqiu, donations can be donated, but you have to do what you can, you are still in school, not to mention for your brother and sister, for our sake, you yourself are not married, and there will be more places to spend money in the future, so you must save some first."

When their parents complained, Gao Yao and Gao Yu both lowered their heads and didn't say a word.

"We had a bad life before, only a few thousand yuan a year to farm and sell grain, just enough for living expenses and a few of you to go to school, and then raised pigs for a few months, and finally sold 200,000 yuan, you are good, a donation is millions of donations, Qiuqiu, we are just ordinary people, we have to think about our own lives."

"You see that your mother raises pigs early and is greedy for night, and sometimes she coughs when she is tired from eating."

"It's okay for others to read you for donations, but if you don't read for good, you will say that you are showing, and you may not be able to say anything bad about you behind your back."

Listening to the words of his father and mother, Gaoqiu stood in the corner of the tent, and his face was hot at the moment.