Legend of the Great Saint

The puppet and Ma Chao are tangled together. Ma Chao's sword is cut on the puppet, leaving only a deep mark, hidden a sound of gold and iron symphony. The wood of the Mozi puppets, all of which are millennial iron wood, is quenched by special methods and is in no way an unusual wood energy ratio. Though he had the metaphor to help him, he was also defeated.

“Brother, what should we do? ”

Brother Song finally slightly discolored. Even though he had a few more Chinese spiritual charms, he could take them, but they were too wasted. A long whirlwind, walking out of the carriage, stepping on the doorway, rising like a big bird, leaping across a wide square.

Ignoring Ma Zhuoqun and others below, he landed in the Sword Hall, borrowing more power and heading straight for the darkroom where Li Qingshan is located.

Jianghu characters in the square, he had seen such a fine light work, all with their heads raised and their tongues closed.

Yu Zijian shouted: “Six layers of gas refining!” During this time in Qinghe Province, she learned a lot about the common sense of gas refiners, and she knew the horror of the six-story gas refiner. She was worried about Uncle Niu and rushed to the Sword Hall.

When he saw the speed approaching, Brother Song grabbed a button on his finger, thick solid wood door, and split apart. At first glance, he saw the tall figure with the bracelet on his head, as if he didn't notice anything, and still turned his back on him.

Of all the three mountains, there is never such a strong man! Brother Song immediately judged, slapping the strong man's vest, really exasperated.

“Uncle Niu!” Yu Zijian is rushing over. Seeing this situation, the colour of the flowers is gone, and the sorrow comes from it, it's all my fault. Now Uncle Niu can let the bad guys kill him.

Brother Song's face just showed joy and disappeared without a trace, because the strong man not only didn't fly out, but the tattoo didn't move, but still drank with a wine bowl. He exhaled the true qi, like a mud cow into the sea, can't hurt the strong man at all, such a strange thing, he is still encountering for the first time!

“You... who are you? ”

Li Qingshan suddenly turned back. In the darkness under the kasas, the red light flashed. Brother Song tried to retreat, but it was too late. That was almost twice as long as a normal man's arm, with a big, dusty hand covering his neck tightly.

He felt like he was caught in a fine iron hoop with no chance of escape. With a little effort from this hand, his neck would break and become a corpse.

Yu Zijian only saw Uncle Niu finally stand up, his tall figure filled with an incredible sense of power, the top of his head seemed to be about to hit the room beam, stepped out, the ground vibrated, the dishes on the table flew up. Step back, arms back, roaring: "Call me Bull Giant!” Brother Song was thrown out in the position of throwing a spear gun.

After shouting, Brother Song's figure disappeared, and he hit the roof with a bang, and the rag fell to the ground and broke the tile.

The martial arts figure in the square only saw the figure go faster than it came, crossed a parabolic line, fell outside the door, his mouth unconsciously opened, obviously the bull giant inside, a little harsher.

“Brother, Brother, are you okay? ”

Brother Song fell seven times eight vegetarian, but there was a real Qi protection body, but he didn't get hurt, but he was really scared. Who is that giant man? There was an irresistible feeling in front of him. If he had killed himself, he would be a dead man now, afraid he would suddenly change his mind, and he said, “Come on, let's go! ”

Without regard to the supermasses of horses, he immediately boarded the carriage, whipped away and rushed out of Salt Mountain City.

Yu Zijian glanced at Li Qingshan in awkwardness. At that moment, the light outside the door struck him, illuminating his dark and ancient face.

That face was much younger than she had imagined, not angry and arrogant, and the corner of her mouth was extremely dignified. She was convinced that she had never seen such a face, but that familiar feeling, instead of dissipating, grew thicker.

Is that what this is about? This strange thought suddenly appeared in her heart and frightened herself. How is this possible? This fate is a little too big.

“Thank you, Bull... Bull Giant! ”

Li Qingshan sat back on the bench and pressed down the cupboard: “You're welcome, go see your father! ”

Yu Zijian folded back to the hall, the big square sparrows silently, everyone concentrated their gaze on her, seemed to want to find out from her the secret of the bull giant.

Ma Chao's face was as dead as ashes. In his eyes, Brother Song's presence was high in the whole Chicken Dushan. He was defeated by the man inside. He couldn't even dare to return his hand. The metaphor on his body faded. The puppet soldiers caught his arm dead and pressed him to the ground.

Yu Jianxiao: “What more can you say? ”

Ma Chao struggled hard and twisted: “Same as last time, same as last time, not that I'm as bad as people, you're a scam! Kill me if you dare, Chidu Mountain will avenge my death and slaughter your sword estate! ”

Yu Nervous suddenly laughed out loud, but not the winner's smile, but full of bitterness and self-ridicule: “I really don't understand, you look ugly and sexually deviant. Besides the fact that martial arts are slightly higher than mine, I can't compare to you at all. Why does Purple prefer you! ”

Ma Chaoqun said: "You... what are you talking about?! ”

Li Qingshan is also strange. Where in the world is a woman who poisons her loved ones?

“Because she knew that if I won, I wouldn't kill you, but if you won, you had to put me to death, which is why I did it. She told me herself that she would marry this lunatic no matter what her victory was, and I had already lost. ”

“I was just unwilling to prove to her that I had no fear of remaining obsessed, even for her sake, but that she would not tolerate me dying for her, and how she would let anyone die for her.” Speaking of which, Yu Fanni couldn't help but cry.

Ma Chaoqun stuck, she had tried so hard to persuade him not to fight with the rest of the fanatics, but the more he suspected that she was in love, angry and mad, he must kill the rest of the fanatics.

Yu continued: “After the battle, you left without leaving a single message. She regretted that she could not help but marry me, but only a few years later, she died of depression.” Since then, he has raised his beard and vowed not to marry again, concentrating on raising the remaining purple sword.

Two young and stubborn men refused to take a step backwards, and women had to do what they could, but they were finally left empty.

Ma Chuaoqun suddenly realized that the gentle woman, who had not betrayed herself, was overwhelmed by jealousy and suspicion. At this moment, he suddenly hopes that she is truly in love and gets everything she wants and lives happily ever after in the world.

“I did it to her!” (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.)