I have a promise with the beauty

There are always people who have no intention of sleeping in the dark night, collectively called night owls, and Yang Qingshan is now a night owl with teeth and claws showing, and his whole body exudes the appearance of an animal.

"Stop! Otherwise, brother will use more force!"

"Haha... come on, catch me!"

Yang Qingshan was chasing behind him, running on the lang board in front. If this was on the road or in an alley, everything would be normal, but it happened to be on the rough sea.

As if they would not sink, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women were chasing each other quickly with their feet on the cold sea, and they even seemed to want to jump out while running.

"Huhuhu..."

Yang Qingshan held his knees with both hands, his blood surged up, and his nose spurted out breath as thick as a white dragon. More importantly, after several days of special training, Yang Qingshan was able to walk on the sea as if on flat ground. The only regret was that

It is Yang Qingshan who has been unable to catch up with the surf board and pull off the bikini agreed upon in the bet.

"What? It's only been half an hour and I'm already tired."

The flusher looked with disdain in his eyes, with one hand on his waist and the other hand holding a water fan, looking at Yang Qingshan triumphantly.

"No, no, I can't do it anymore, brother, I'm too tired."

Yang Qingshan shook his hands, shook his head and sighed as if he was dying. He fell down and lay on the sea, like a floating board, rising and falling with the fluctuations of the sea surface.

He smiled at the bully, walked to his side, and slapped Yang Qingshan with a fan. The sea water around him suddenly caught up with Yang Qingshan, filtering it and drenching him from head to toe, but Yang Qingshan just smiled calmly.

, a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and is punished by the flushing board.

"Sister, use your strength, you are holding the fan like a queen holding a whip." Yang Qingshan said with a rippling expression.

"His brother, he has some ambition, okay?" Chong Langban blushed and said softly, but his eyes were blurred when Yang Qingshan unexpectedly jerked him up, stretched out his evil claws and grabbed his chest, forcefully

With a pull, the palm-sized bikini disappeared. As Yang Qingshan raised his hand, the bikini flew out like snowflakes.

"Wow haha..." Yang Qingshan smiled up at the sky after his trick was successful. He was about to turn around to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but he jumped into the sea with a splash on the board and swam out like a fish for a long distance.

"Sister, you promised me that as long as I take off your bikini, you will let me look at it for one minute. A person must keep his promise. Sister, sister, where are you?" Yang Qingshan called loudly.

Wow.

The surf board showed its head on the sea in the distance, looking at Yang Qingshan with a red face.

"This is my sister motivating you to grow up quickly. Otherwise, with your lazy temperament, it will probably take a month before you can control the qi in your body satisfactorily. The old man is such a master. I really don't know how you learned from following the old man."

"Sister, aren't you afraid of backing things up? Hurry up and fulfill your promise, I can't wait any longer." Yang Qingshan smiled reluctantly and ran towards the lagoon with a face that said his brother was a beast.

"Are you serious?" Chong Lang was startled, and as soon as he lowered his head, he fell into the water and couldn't get out.

"Ah haha..." Yang Qingshan stopped proudly, picked up the bikini on the beach, stepped on the water and walked to the beach.

At this time, there were three tall young men standing on the beach. One was all dark, one had iron rings on his hands, and the other had a crew cut. These three were all taught by the old man Zeng Jin and are now Yang Qingshan’s juniors.

Black Bull, Iron Ring, Brothers of the World.

The three of them learned that the business at the beach was not good recently, and after being exposed by a loving netizen, the city's blockade and Murong Qiushui's kidnapping finally came to light, so the three of them made an appointment to visit Yang Qingshan, but as soon as they arrived at the beach, they saw

The scene of Yang Qingshan stretching out his claws to bully the bulldog immediately made the three young men's faces flush with envy, and they all looked at Yang Qingshan with frank and lenient looks.

"It's not the kind of relationship you think. My sister and I are very pure." Yang Qingshan deliberately explained in a very serious way, spreading his hands and making a believe it or not expression, saying that his brother is too handsome and he shook his head and sighed.

, and was knocked down by three people.

On the cliff, Yang Qingshan drank beer with his three nominal junior brothers and looked at the sea that only appeared late at night.

"Brother, is Murong Qiushui really kidnapped?" Brothers Sihai asked after taking a sip.

"kindness."

"Who did it?"

"A killer named Tiger Eyes."

"Is it great?"

"Awesome. One punch can knock away a tank."

There was silence on the cliff.

"Compared with the mysterious master that the old man met when he was buried?" Brother Sihai asked again.

"It's a bit stronger. I'd say it's the foundation building stage. I think so. It uses a silver sword and you can fly when you stand on it."

"Ah? Can you fly?" the three junior brothers exclaimed.

Only then did Yang Qingshan remember that the three people in front of him were not immortal cultivators. They had just learned Kung Fu from the old man for a few months and did not know much about cultivating immortals. So he explained, and the three of them showed the same expressions, envious of Yang.

Qingshan has a gift of spiritual roots and has already begun to practice.

"So, brother, you will be immortal after you become an immortal?" Hei Niu suddenly came over and asked.

"It should be like this. The old man's mantle says that immortal cultivators have a very long lifespan. As long as they have a certain level of cultivation, they can live for one or two hundred years. The most powerful ones can live for thousands of years, and immortal cultivators will never get sick." Yang Qingshan said.

"Thousands of years?" The three people exclaimed in excitement again, and asked Yang Qingshan if he had spiritual roots.

Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly and said: "I haven't entered the threshold yet, how can I distinguish what spiritual roots are, but the old man can teach you basic kung fu, and I think you have some spiritual roots. Brother and I will come and take a look when my cultivation level increases."

"Forget it." Sihai brothers have been around since childhood and have a thorough understanding of things. They said nonchalantly: "The three of us should not have it. Otherwise, why didn't the old man let us recognize our master? Forget it, it is enough to learn some skills.

We spend our lives.”

Both Hei Niu and Tie Huan felt regretful, but Yang Qingshan became curious and asked: "What kind of kung fu did the old man teach you? I see that your usual fights are different from mine."

"It's all boxing and kicking, but Sihai brothers have learned some qigong." Hei Niu said.

"Show me." Yang Qingshan said with eyes shining: "When we were in the cemetery, the three of you were able to block that mysterious master. I'm still surprised."

"Okay, let's show our martial arts, senior brother." Iron Huan chirped, stood up, and punched and kicked on the cliff, but the most important thing was the footwork, which was simple and fast.

"That's wrong. When the old man taught footwork, was it so simple? It should be like this."

Black Bull shouted unconvinced, and also punched a set of punches. His feet were so strong that they made a thumping sound on the ground.

The brothers from all over the world shook their heads, stood up calmly and said, "I will challenge you two."

"Your sister, go ahead and kill this frivolous boy..." Tie Huan shouted disdainfully, and Hei Niu and Hei Niu attacked the brothers from all over the world, one on the left and the other on the right.

Yang Qingshan smiled and drank while looking at the three men. They were like children, punching and kicking without giving in, but no one could do anything. After a few minutes, Yang Qingshan opened his mouth and looked at the three men dumbfounded.

People gradually saw some clues.

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