Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan raised his head: “Okay, I promise! ”

He can kill Zombie Taoist with Xiao An, but the money to kill the fifth floor of refinery gas is a coincidence, to kill the sixth floor of refinery gas, all fools know he has hidden means, don't know how many eyes to attract. And he had secrets he couldn't stand to explore.

And his gaze, not only on what is in the Zombie Pathfinder's hundred bags, the Hawk Wolf Guard's reward for the Zombie Pathfinder is more than 10,000 points of merit, five points of merit can be exchanged for a coagulation pill, that is more than 2,000 coagulation pills, this is the real big head, cooperation with these Mozi disciples can make him obtain these merits without causing any suspicion.

Zhang Lanqing and several others showed surprises, and Hao Pingyang smiled.

Immediately after Li Qingshan said: “But I'm not very satisfied with this division. ”

Zhang Lanqing faces each other, Hao Pingyang is a big frown, 70% of the exclusivity is still unsatisfactory, too greedy. Worse still, if Li Qingshan's lion opens his mouth, he can't help but say yes.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly: “I only accounted for three achievements, just like Brother Hao, because I am confident that I can play a role no less than yours, to ensure your safety. As for the remaining 40%, please allocate it yourselves! ”

Everyone was surprised by this statement. I didn't expect Li Qingshan to get the benefits. 40% of the wealth of a six-layer gas refiner, who is indifferent and able to give up.

Zhang Lanqing felt a little ashamed of his talented little man's heart: “Qingshan, this... this is not good! ”

“There's nothing wrong with that. If you want me to join you, let's do it this way! If it's the Schuntu Gazette, how many lives can this district pay for?” Li Qingshan is not a cheap person. If he sees these Mo disciples, he will not let them down. This is the way he is in the world.

Ancient clouds, scattered wealth. Compared to that, it will never be a big deal if you only look at the small profit generations in front of you. A generous, confident man, don't worry about no friends anywhere.

Hao Pingyang laughed loudly and slapped Li Qingshan on the shoulder: “Okay, your boy's temper for me! ”

He Yishi was also provoked by his words, arrogant: “Our lives are precious, let alone these layers of property, that is, ten zombie Daoists together are not comparable.” This is not a Kwaguchi, they are young, they are four and five levels of gas refiners, breaking through the sixth level of gas refinery, for them is not an unreachable goal, their future development is definitely above the zombies.

As a Mozi disciple, although not a good warrior, the organ puppet made is a treasure that all gas refiners tend to possess. The value is more on ordinary spiritual instruments. Every Mozi disciple is a respected existence everywhere. The status of identity is never comparable to that of a zombie traitor hiding underground in the alchemy.

The two brothers, Kim Won Kim Bao, also showed excitement. "We work together," said Kim Won. "There's nothing left for the Zombie Taoist to be afraid of, and we won't fail our share! “

"" If you lose your face, you have to find it yourself, "said Kim Bao." You can't let anyone underestimate our Mo disciples. ”

The shadowy Yizhuang, lit by the bloodbath of young people, which was supposed to kill zombie walkers, was just a somewhat frightening task, and now it is a cause that needs to be accomplished together, and fear is long gone.

Hao Pingyang reached out: “Then let's join hands and fuck him well!” A few hands stacked together, a few people looked at each other and laughed, all felt a lot closer, and to Li Qingshan, there was no further separation, as if everyone had not just met, but met each other for a long time.

Xiao An sat on Yizhuang's roof with his cheek in his arms. As Li Qingshan flushed down, he left her there to watch the wind and advised her not to use her powers at random. She saw the zombie Daoist escape from Yizhuang. Her eyes were not very polite, but they were perfectly illusory. Concealment was an illusion. It had no effect on her. She wanted to go down to warn Li Qingshan, but after a glance, the zombie warrior ran away and had to do it.

If you just caught up, you'll probably get a chance to taste fresh meat! However, as long as it was Li Qingshan's account, she would obey.

The cold moonlight fell on her faceless face, listening to the words below and appearing a little indifferent.

With the deepening of the practice of "Zhu Yan White Bone Road", her mind seemed to gradually return to the state of being a ghost, but that was the numbness of the tortured loss of self-consciousness, and now it is a complete indifference.

When she manipulates a flame and devours a living spirit, she does not simply draw the essence of flesh, she does not refine the blood of the living into a magic treasure, like a common cult, and bears at most some condemnation of conscience.

Blood flames and palpitations are all part of her body. When she melts the flesh, especially the flesh of the living and the newly deceased, she can clearly feel their resentment, anger, pain, fear...

Countless negative emotional shocks are enough to allow an ordinary person to collapse in an instant, even a strong-willed practitioner, to be affected, to cast doubt on his actions and even on their existence, and to live in the shadow of these dead spirits for life. This is the toughest heart-to-heart test of Zhu Yan Baiqiao.

But she didn't feel even a little troubled, like reading a Buddha's Book, reading the pain and mourning of the dead, without any pity. As God Buddha sits on the throne of the lotus flower, watching the world suffers, and his heart is clear and indifferent. It is not the intentional suppression of emotions, but the inability to produce them.

Neither passionate nor distressed by a curse of resentment, the Red Ant and the Black Ant make no distinction whatsoever. They are all equal and can do anything but him.

In Yizhuang, several people discussed specific measures, and the eastern sky gradually lit up.

Suddenly, Xiao 'an stood up and looked at the field with great vision, and saw a group of people approaching the speed of flight. Jump off the roof and come to Li Qingshan.

Just a sight of exchange, Li Qingshan understood. Uncle Zhuo finally arrived and said to the disciples of the Mo family: “Please go ahead. I have some personal matters to take care of. I will catch up with you in a moment. ”

Hao Pingyang said: “What's more important than hunting down Zombie Taoists? ”

Li Qingshan smiled without saying a word, and Hao Pingyang did not ask too much. Seeing him so resolutely: “Well, let's just go ahead and wait for you at the zombie hole. ”

Yizhuang was empty, Li Qingshan pressed the knife and waited. After a moment, he suddenly shouted: “Mr. Zhuo, since you are here, please show yourself!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)