Legend of the Great Saint

Watching the crying horse super crowd, tearing the rest of the fanaticism, thinking of the soft woman who had long passed away.

Yu Zijian felt the pain in the hearts of the three of us. His heart was amazing, but he didn't know what to say.

If they're not bad people, why did they end up like this? Is it really God's will?

And suddenly he heard the bull warrior's voice in his ear: "Mercy is not a bad thing, but if life were alive, it would not be complete. Otherwise, you hurt yourself, your heart is soft today, risk your father's life, and let yourself be humiliated. If I am a bad fixer, I am also involved. I hope that you will refrain from doing this. Do not repeat your mother's mistake! ”

Yu Zijian looked at the faces of those around him, obviously he didn't hear the words, and turned to the sky suddenly: “What should I do? ”

“Purple sword, purple sword, purple is the color of extreme dignity, sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, Holy Ming monarch, purple qidong, sweep across the six-pack, kill a million people, unite the world, Kai Wan world peace, become Daren Dajin.” Li Qingshan said in the end, his voice gradually faded away, apparently gone away.

The word "purple sword” was taken by Yu fanaticism to commemorate her mother. The sword naturally represents Rage Sword Mountain. Yu purple sword is also clear, but I didn't expect that his name still had such a meaning. It was as if he had given a new name. It was exquisitely cheerful and his subconscious touched the long sword between his waist. For the first time, there was a connection between feeling and this cold weapon.

Her beautiful face gradually changed, with a little less tenderness, but an extra fortitude.

Human maturity and change sometimes require only one opportunity. Let the seeds germinate and let the sword sheath out.

At this moment, Li Qingshan, never would have thought, his message of life philosophy, what kind of cause would be buried, wind and cloud mutation.

And when a word is uttered, and she swings her sword to kill a million, and seeks nothing but kindness and goodness in her heart, is there repentance in his heart? I'd rather she came back here and now, back to that sweet, innocent girl.

Or you can smile, cheer, kill well!

Li Qingshan returned to the estate outside the city. For a few days, he practiced Dan Kung Fu every day. Suddenly, his days subsided, but he was accompanied by Xiao An, but he was not bored. It's just that when I drink alcohol, I always feel a little lonely.

The next day, Yu Jianxiao came to the door with Yu Zijian to thank him, saying that Ma Zhuoqun had returned to Chicken Mountain and that he would not come back.

Li Qingshan finally didn't open the door for them. He just said in the door: "Go!” Dressed as a ten percent hermit. There's nothing to say but "Marry your daughter to me!" ”

Since that day, the daily wine table has been richer, but Li Qingshan raised the glass, but put it down. After a good drinking time, he suddenly felt that the olive wine was bad.

All of a sudden, he moves, and he comes into the big hole, only in the darkness, a figure is slowly coming, a long body, a light head, is not exactly Maru.

Li Qingshan smiled. “You're finally here. ”

When Maru saw Li Qingshan, he opened his mouth and smiled.

Seeing his face clearly, Li Qingshan was shocked: “What's wrong with you?” Maroon's pink clams are shattered and there are many marks on his face.

Ma Lu Bong sat in front of the wine altar and put it into a round table. Then he pulled a red clear fruit from his sleeve and stuffed it into Li Qingshan's hand.

The fruit is also long striped, round and rolling, looking extremely fat, with a hint of exotic aroma and full of perfume.

Li Qingshan busily searched for a bunch of messy wound medicine from Baobao.

When Maru ate, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground. The snoring sounded and he fell asleep.

And in the process, his wounds healed quickly, and even the pink jar on his body repaired a little bit, as a means of self-recovery.

Li Qingshan looked at the fruit in his hand and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Isn't this the potato?” Also known as potatoes, sweet potatoes. If you say it sophisticated, you can call it red, but it's still a potato anyway.

But the spiritual energy contained therein is ten times better than the spiritual ginseng that Li Qingshan has received. At first glance, it is a rare natural treasure.

For a while, he was confronted with Xiao An.

In Li Qingshan's heart, I wonder, where did this gourd come from? Who could have hurt him? But he had to wait until he woke up to find out.

Luckily, Ma Lu slept well and woke up quickly. Less than a moment ago, he opened his eyes and looked at his bright pink dashi. He was happy for Li Qingshan: “It works well. ”

Li Qingshan raised the papaya in his hand: “What's going on? ”

“Eat, I'll buy! ”

"'Tell me what's going on,' said Li Qingshan. 'I won't be late. ”

Marubi said something with his hands and feet, although his mouth was blurred and his words were upside down.

But Li Qingshan still figured out the reason for the matter. It turns out that this watermelon originated from underground. In the territory of Maru, it should be at his disposal.

But over the years, another demon general, constantly devouring his territory, finally reached the root of the red spirits, so that every time the local melon matures, the two demons will have to fight for nothing.

Maru was a little more powerful, but he was alone, and the demon would be very crowded. For every widow, Maru lost so much, it was easy to grab a watermelon.

Maru still had a silly face and was happy about it, but the more he said that he felt uncomfortable, he suddenly burst into tears.

Li Qingshan only found out that the underground was not so peaceful, and the demon would have the demon general's troubles. He raised his hand and patted Ma Lu's bald head. He drank: "Don't cry, there's no way out! ”

“You hit me too!” Maru cried with a crying cavity and cried more with his mouth open.

Li Qingshan drank: “Don't you have any men? ”

Maru shook his head, smoked his nose and looked over in tears.

Li Qingshan held Xiaoan's shoulder: “Let's be your men!” He is the least willing to trouble his friends, but he will never turn a blind eye to their troubles.

“You...”

Xiao An refers to Li Qingshan's potato in the palm of his hand. "This is more like you! ”

Li Qingshan grew up: “Let's go down there and see! ”

Bringing all the food and wine, the three of them went to the pitch-black underground, and Li Qingshan finally opened his demonic path into a demonic world.

……

Led by Maru, he continued to advance in the tortuous cave, constantly downward. Ten, a hundred, until he couldn't even estimate.

Li Qingshan has never dived into the ground, so deep, but the underground scenery is somewhat different from what he imagined. Instead, it is not desolate and poor. Instead, it is surrounded by Xuan machines and contains treasures that Li Qingshan has never seen before.

PS: Yu Zijian seeded causally, Li Qingshan marched underground, saying that the dreamer prayed for the moon ticket. (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.)