Legend of the Great Saint

The goddess poured her fingers against a black mist, and the fog seemed to reveal many bitter faces.

This is the killer of the goddess, called "Ghost Mist," which gathers a lot of pubic resentment and is collected by her in an ash pit on weekdays, buried in the ground to absorb pubic air until it is critical to use. And this haunt has no wisdom, only resentment, extremely difficult to control, accidentally to reverse phagocytosis.

Today I saw Li Qingshan come in a fierce situation before opening it in a hurry, but the power of ghost fog is also extraordinary, the ordinary living spirit is caged by this ghost fog, immediately killed to the ground personnel do not know, and the most insidious thing is that this ghost fog is as close to the truth as the ghost, the ordinary people can not even see.

If Li Qingshan had not opened his eyes, this time, the effect of painful repair in these days appeared. His body strayed away, avoiding ghost fog, and rushed straight towards the goddess.

The goddess didn't expect Li Qingshan to see the haunted fog. She panicked and quickly swayed a copper bell: “Xiao An Xiao An! Get Grandma out here and kill him! ”

The child named "Xiao 'an” squatted in the corner with a painful face, holding his head still.

As soon as it was too late, Li Qingshan stepped out of the "bull demon on the ground”. He stepped on the ground and left a deep footprint. He flew up and chopped it off.

The cold light appeared, blood splashed all over, the goddess grabbed the hand of the copper bell as thin as a chicken claw, and his wrist was cut off by Li Qingshan Sheng.

Before Li Qingshan had had time to test the results of this knife, he felt that the Yin Qi had struck behind him. The fog smelled the breath of the living, as if it smelled a bloody beast, and was driven up by resentment.

Li Qingshan dared not stop, ran forward, but felt that the haunted fog had not caught up, and after listening, he screamed terribly. He turned back and saw the haunted fog over the goddess. A ghost face devoured her and bit her.

Even Li Qingshan didn't expect this change.

Turns out the goddess lost control of the haunted fog under severe pain and was immediately reversed.

There are wrongdoers, the debtors are owners.

The princess began as a fighter, eventually eating herself the consequences, twisting all over her body, flesh and blood withered at a visible speed.

Li Qingshan looked at his chest smoothly and laughed.

There was a hint of compassion and sympathy in his heart, and he pressed it down because he felt ashamed. Faced with innocent children, he would sing and weep. But he will destroy all compassion and laugh at those who are worse than such beasts.

The walls of the outdoor courtyard were filled with people, looking at the house, and the villagers were curious, and the three spills could not be stopped at all, leaving them to do so, only to occupy the best viewing seats at the front door.

Seeing Li Qingshan step into the door, he flew up and cut off the hand of the goddess. Then the goddess fell to the ground to mourn in pain. In this painful mourning, Li Qingshan's laughter sounded like a madman and scared everyone to battle.

Many people were scared to fall down the wall, and the three skins also sat on the ground with soft legs. When they remembered that they had scoffed at him and scolded him, they felt tremendous remorse. Such characters could not be provoked by them.

Li Qingshan only saw the haunted fog gradually spread. Once the anger was released, it also stopped. And the goddess lay on the ground, dying, not dead, but obviously not far from death. Guess what she practiced to hold up.

The goddess stretched out the only remaining chicken claw and turned to the child in the corner, like a plea and resentment, and called out: "Xiao An Xiao An! ”

Xiao 'an looked at her blindly and frightened. "I'll give you a ride!” The thick-backed steel knife in your hand plugs down.

Manager Liu and Mayor Li came to see this scene. Before they could shout “leave someone behind with a knife or something”, the goddess blew their lives. They looked at each other and each made a cold sweat. The day before yesterday, the goddess said that Li Qingshan's life was not long ago, and today he gave his life.

Fortunately, Li Qingshan was not in a hurry on that day. Otherwise, it could not be said what the result was.

Li Qingshan killed for the second time, compared to the first time in the dark panic, this time in broad daylight, he appeared very calm and made great progress, even he was a little surprised, and thought: “Am I drawn to the magic of my heart by the Bull Demon Fist, or is this what I am? ”

In the modern society of the previous life, how many people were disoriented and unable to stretch their true feelings, but could only follow the waves and live according to current events. Not to mention that they were adults of 34 or 40 years of age, teenagers and young people, and had no passion and ambition. He was just one of the people in the arts and crafts life, no different from ordinary people.

After going through the revolution of life and death, he stirred up the lust in his chest. He refused to live a mediocre life. However, after 15 years of hard life in this small mountain village, he finally got this opportunity. Once the luxury was released, there really was a madness, and he would no longer converge.

Li Qingshan curled his smile and turned back: “Don't panic, this old thief woman deserves to be blamed for her sins, and you have to preside over justice. ”

In broad daylight, you break into houses and kill people, and you want us to do justice. These words only spin in the minds of the two of us, and naturally no one dares to say them.

Suddenly, he rushed out of the crowd and came to Li Qingshan. He slapped his head three times and raised his head: “I killed people, not Jiro! This old witch has killed my family, Mao, my father has avenged you!” After saying it, he cried and laughed. It was Li Fugui who pressed this big stone on his chest for many years. He suddenly moved away, feeling that even though he died, he was also meditating.

No one in the village knew what happened to Li Fugui, and they couldn't help but be silent.

Only because Li Fugui encountered this change, he was able to achieve the English name of "Liu Half-Village” by using alcohol to dissolve the seller Nakaliangtian. If Li Qingshan suspected him of collaborating with the goddess, it would be bad.

Li Qingshan said: "I work alone, I need you to come to the top of the tank, please come with me!” He greeted the three pimps, as well as several prestigious elderly people in the village, who came together to the Goddess's backyard.

Li Qingshan nodded back under the roof. Others looked at it with his eyes, but it was empty. Xiao 'an was hiding in the shadows, pointing to an empty space.

Li Qingshan shouted and the three skins began to dig the ground. They looked at Li Qingshan and tried their best, not to be lazy at all. Shortly after, they excavated a large pit and excavated a skeleton.

Li Qingshan went down to collect the skeleton and looked back under the roof. “Keep digging!” This is not the bone of Xiao An.

At the point of Xiao 'an, Li Qingshan made people dig a few more places, then several white bones were dug out. The surrounding people showed horrible colors. In the Goddess's backyard, how many bones were buried, and each one, like a child's bones.

Li Qingshan was also somewhat surprised. His face grew heavier and heavier. He knew that this was the victim of the witch's practice of evil. The angry haunt he saw must have come from it. He only hated to let the old thief die too painfully.

At this time, just listen to the "ding” sound, like something touching, carefully digging, but it is a porcelain, tightly sealed.

Without waiting for Li Qingshan to stop, the three spills grabbed the porcelain, a small group of black gas rushed out, afraid of the sun, and drilled straight into a spiffy mouth and nose.

The spit shook and fainted on the ground. Soon, the kung fu was silent.