Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan left Yunfeng Island with Xiao 'an. She twisted it against Xiao 'an's face, but she leaned in his arms. The more powerful she laughed, the more helpless Li Qingshan was.

At this time the sky is not yet bright, just at the darkest time, a hundred houses of the Sutra are quiet, beneath the ice, waves and fluctuations, endless.

Although the refiner can stay awake for several consecutive days and nights, if it is not necessary, he or she will walk through the night like a normal person, maintaining a vigorous spirit and helping to cultivate.

Li Qingshan didn't know where to go if he wanted to move his muscles. For three days, pressing this breath in his chest was impossible to get out.

Suddenly, my heart moves. Didn't I have vengeance?

Hao Pingyang was holding the quilt and sleeping sweetly. Suddenly he heard a knock. He went to open the door and saw Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an standing in front of the door.

Li Qingshan said how He Yishi deliberately framed him during the Eagle Wolf Guard investigation.

Hao Pingyang was furious when he heard it. He didn't say a word and put his clothes on: "Fuck him! ”

They went to knock on Zhang Lanqing's door again. Zhang Lanqing pondered for a moment and said: “Wait a minute. ”

Back upstairs, she heard a woman complaining, coming from upstairs, Zhang Lanqing was a temper to persuade each other.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Li Qingshan thought that Zhang Lanqing was not high enough to fix it. This little day was really more moisturizing than them. It was like he had been in Yunfeng Island all day, facing a dirty master who wrote a yellow book.

I couldn't help but think of a woman to warm the bed. A few women's shadows flashed. The flowers were too small. Yu Zijian was fine, but she didn't seem to grow up. Han Qiongzhi was fine, but I haven't seen her for a long time.

By the way, that Qiu Haitang Qiumen master is the best. Though friends and wives can't be fooled, I'm just having a naughty heart. Xiaohua, don't blame me.

Xiao An stared directly at Li Qingshan. He felt his expression was strange. Kind of like Liu Chuanfeng. He spread something bad to Li Qingshan, didn't he have to kill him?

In the thought room, Zhang Lanqing came downstairs, Li Qingshan said: "Sorry to disturb your spring and evening. ”

Zhang Lanqing's face turned red: “What spring and evening, let's go! ”

The sky is still dark, but there are rows of street lights that illuminate the roads, all kinds of strange shapes of buildings, standing in the dark, and at night it looks like a few sci-fi colors.

Although Li Qingshan once compared hundreds of schools of scripture to universities, but the status of gas refiner, since it is not comparable to that of a university student, it is impossible to squeeze into a dormitory and expel a big dick.

They all have their own residences. They can be adjusted by building organic surgery. The good and bad residences of a Mozi disciple can prove their strength.

He Yishi's residence, in a corner west of Kamikaze Island, he was also sleeping, but he was sleeping very unsteady. Li Qingshan became famous in the First World War, and his fears grew daily.

He had asked Li Qingshan about his “Tiger Slaughter” when he was in Jiaping City. His cruel and murderous nature made him wake up several times to sleep. He placed heavy organs outside his residence and could not get any peace of mind.

Seeing Hana praise so close to Li Qingshan, I think the East Window incident is only a matter of time, the shadow of betrayal is always in my mind,

He Yishi sat up from the bed in cold sweat. He dreamed of Li Qingshan becoming a tiger, throwing his chest away and pulling out his five dirty hearts.

Confused, I saw myself standing on the bed with a few shadows, and immediately woke up completely in shock.

Li Qingshan and He Yishi were in a photo face, their eyes opposite each other, all stunned.

He Yishi laid down a number of guard organs, but with Hao Pingyang and Zhang Lanqing present, how could he be triggered, all untied, straight into He Yishi's bedroom, about to cover his head, a sigh of evil, but I didn't expect him to wake up at this time.

Hao Pingyang and Zhang Lanqing also face each other.

Li Qingshan quickly walked forward, picked up the cotton quilt and covered it on his head. He punched him hard. We're all here. At a time like this, can you say sorry? Did we go to the wrong room?

Under the cotton quilt, He Yishi shouted: “Don't kill me, I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!” Seeing the scene of Li Qingshan and Chutian dueling, he was not half confident that he could fight Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but laugh. He didn't want to kill He Yishi. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dragged Hao Pingyang and Zhang Lanqing to kill in a hundred sutras. Don't say he didn't have such a heavy intention to kill. He Yishi was not worth the risk.

Li Qingshan waved his revenge iron fist, beating He Yishi fat.

“Aoyama, that's about it! He can't die!” Zhang Lanqing was afraid that Li Qingshan would really kill He Yishi.

He Yishi was in a lot of pain. He was so moved he was about to cry. Brother Zhang was such a good man!

“I'm counting!” Li Qingshan punched him hard again three times: “He Yishi, don't pretend you can't see, it was me Li Qingshan who punched you. I saved your life, but you missed it. Today is to let you know how powerful it is. I, Li Qingshan, are not framed if anyone else wants to set you up. If my heart doesn't work again in the next day, I will kill you in the future! Let's get out of here! ”

Listening to the sound of footsteps out the door, the door was slammed shut, He Yishi slowly unveiled the quilt, his face like a pig's head, his eyes could not open, he got rid of the fear of death, he felt sore all over his body, seemed to break several bones.

Where has he ever eaten such bitterness, crying at Li Qingshan, Hao Pingyang, Zhang Lanqing, tired, poured into bed, and felt relaxed for a while. Finally, he can sleep peacefully without having to worry about hanging.

Li Qingshan, if he knew that he had a good fight, but made him feel amnesty, he didn't know what to think. Anyway, he feels good now, and the accumulation of depression these days has decreased slightly.

Nor is he afraid to confess his death, and not to say that he has no evidence, even if there is evidence to prove that they beat him, at best it is only a little punishment. But He Yishi can't stay in a hundred scriptures, and a small man who will revenge and be ungrateful will not be popular anywhere.

Li Qingshan was going to ask Hao Pingyang to go to Baiwei Tower for breakfast, but Zhang Lanqing insisted on taking them home, and then invited his “couple” out. Although he was not a wonderful woman, he was also gentle.

The sister-in-law came to see the two chief disciples, both of whom were wind and cloud figures in the hundred Sutras. The little complaint in her heart disappeared. Happy that Zhang Lanqing could make such friends, she prepared a rich breakfast for them by cooking herself.

In the meantime, Zhang Lanqing struck his hand beside him, and Li Qingshan seemed to be emotional. Everyone had their own way of practicing. The avenue was unclear, and it was not necessarily only one person could repair it, and even if there was no result in the end, he would not feel sorry for looking back.

A few bowls of rice porridge, a few plates of small dishes served, although the taste is average, Li Qingshan still celebrates Zhang Lanqing's blessings, from the heart.

When the sun shines, the day begins to learn and practice.

Hao Pingyang said: "Your refiner course, but you missed a lot. ”

Li Qingshan was getting into trouble about whether to continue writing the novel or not. He didn't want to go to the refiner: “I have to go to the soldier's house, the refiner, let's slow down first! ”

Han An Jun, the owner of the soldier's family, personally invited him, so he should also go.

The words of Han 'an Army also caused him some concern. He was not systematically trained in martial arts. He was purely self-consciousness-oriented, and the tactic was inevitably a little rough. Although with his strong fighting talent, he was able to play 12 points of strength every battle to achieve “it's good to hit people”.

But if you can get some guidance from Han An Jun and the battle masters, you will definitely gain a lot. Instead of magic, physical skill was his fundamental, especially when he was incarnating demons.

And in his experience, a little sweat, a little exercise, and a better mood.

While other disciples were still lazy and relaxed, all the disciples started training, all naked, standing in the ice and snow, each throwing a barrel of cold water with ice, then rushing into the ice-covered Lake Dragonsnake and swimming around the island for a week.

Completely military camp-style management, but no one frowned, and when they jumped off the ice lake, if half retreated, the instructor behind them - the equivalent of a professor - would immediately be a foot, with no so-called respect for the gas refiner.

However, it has been more than half a year since the hospital was opened, and even if new disciples entered the hospital, this will not happen again.

Those who cannot stand this life have long withdrawn from the military home. Of the hundreds of sutras, the soldiers are the only ones who will withdraw on their own initiative and the only ones who do not have female disciples.

Refining the body is no better than refining the gas, it has to fight the bones and sharpen the physical hardships, and this is only a creature like a man who will live a good life. However, in this self-inflicted training, you will experience a sense of pride and a warm and bloody brotherhood.

Of the 100 families, the disciples of the soldiers are also the most united.

Han Iron Coat took the team to the front, suddenly heard a loud whistle over his head. He looked up and saw Li Qingshan sitting in the clouds. He smiled. “He's in good shape, though he's a little drunk, hahaha!” Reminds me of the glorious battle result of drinking Korean iron.

Han Tie Yao heard Li Qingshan's intentions and immediately ordered him to disembark, then asked Li Qingshan to wait outside for a while.

Li Qingshan came to the soldier's core building, performed outside the martial arts hall, hundreds of broad and tall steps, hundreds of soldiers' disciples, divided into two sides, each naked, faceless, no gaze.

Li Qingshan said: “That's very kind of you. We also have a special welcoming ceremony! ”

The Korean iron coat appeared at the top of the stairs, dressed in a black vigorous suit, more and more like a sword eyebrow star, the English figure is extraordinary: “If you want to be pointed out by the owner, it depends on whether you are qualified or not. ”

Li Qingshan said: “How can that qualify? ”

The Korean iron coat seemed to smile, but because it was too quick, Li Qingshan also doubted his eyes.

“No spells, come on! ”

PS: Choosing the day is better than crashing the day. Today, even more so, who dares to say that I am unrestrained? Come to innovate the weather today. Where are the monthly tickets?! (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.)