Legend of the Great Saint

Seventy miles outside the Qinghe Mansion, there is a mountain called Tiger Hill.

Huqiu Mountain is not very tall, it is only a hundred feet, but it is vast, full of thousands of acres, the gentle hillside is like a tiger's back, carrying countless pavilions and pavilions, which is where the Han Dynasty is located.

Ten tall walls divide the inner city and outer city. The corner building is full of forest and security. It is like a fortress. In the night, the lights are on.

On the hundred steps, is an Emerald Gate building, high plaque, three large words in the book "General's Palace”. Instead of a stone lion, a pair of white jade tigers lay on a stone's throne. Xuxu was alive and like a living creature. Tiger gazed at strangers not far away.

Tiger is the symbol of the soldier's family. It is often cast into the shape of a tiger by the military charm of the commanding army, called the tiger charm. And the white tiger is gold, and the god of war, the god of slaughter.

“This is your home!” Li Qingshan raised his head and sighed at Han's great family business.

“Well, with me, you earned it. ”

“I earn enough for you, and the rest, I'm not rare. ”

“Huh, so loud, I don't know. Thought you'd built the foundation?” Han Jong-chi squinted, but he was most fond of his arrogant confidence. Such a proud man is her favorite compared to those who want to climb into the ranks of the Han family.

“Suddenly a little nervous.” Li Qingshan took a gift from the hundred bags and exhaled.

Gift This is also prepared by Han Jongzhi, for the taste of old Han father-in-law, not lightweight, just right. Li Qingshan had to make fun of it again. “I can't wait to see it." But he felt this feeling in his heart.

“Are you nervous, too?” Han Jong-chi was a little curious.

“It's not because of you. Jongi, what if your father doesn't say yes?” This is not a myth, but Li Qingshan has a hunch. The complex information in Turtle Armor shows some signs. The trip will not go as smoothly as imagined.

“I won't say no.” Han Jungzhi is confident, Han An army has no reason to be dissatisfied. In all these years, she has not seen her father so satisfied with a person. Even if it is for Han family's sake, she will agree!

“Are you sure you won't?” Li Qingshan smiled.

“If he doesn't, I'll elope with you.” Han Qiongzhi looked at Li Qingshan and his eyes caught on fire. This sentiment was fierce.

“Beware that I have always abandoned you.” Li Qingshan's heart is soft as water. Who can abandon such a woman?

“Then I will die with you!” Han Jungzhi glanced at him.

Bell! Boom! Boom! Knock, knock, knock!

In the meantime, the alarm rings and the drums are loud. The whole Han family was shocked and mobilized.

Li Qingshan was surprised: “What's going on? ”

“External invasion!” Han Jong-chi had no unexpected color, he was just angry and helpless.

In the Han family, such exercises are frequent, Han's son defends, Han's army attacks, she is not unfamiliar with the scene, just didn't expect it to happen tonight.

“That foreign enemy, you wouldn't say it was me!” Li Qingshan pointed to his nose. He knew that Han An Jun's future father-in-law, a standard war madman, put out this battle, is it a test for his future son-in-law?

……

Han Jianei Mansion, Han An army armored, hand pressed sword, sitting in front of the main hall, like a great enemy.

Unlike the usual drill, Tiger Guard, stand aside, face hidden in armor, eyes staring forward. They are not ordinary Han disciples, but the real army known as the Han Family Army. Under the leadership of the Han 'an Army, he fought against the demonic Inhumans and against the evil cultivators. All of them were passing through hundreds of wars. When they stood still, there was a suicidal atmosphere, and the sky rose.

This time, for the sake of Li Qingshan, the Han 'an Army actually assembled both Han's children and Han's army.

Han iron coat with a long gun, a bright silver armor, more and more eyebrow, Junmei Yingwu.

“Pass me the order, life or death, to block him.” The Han 'an Army said indifferently, as if it were not a son-in-law, but a real enemy army.

“No!” Han Iron Shirt commanded, leading the army away.

The iron boots pedaled, the armor clashed, sounded loud, neatly aligned, remitted into a steel flood, rolled away.

……

“No, it's us.” Han Jong-chi grabbed his hand.

Li Qingshan moved in his heart and held her hand tight. From now on, there is another person who can fight alongside him.

The gate opened sharply. Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi looked at each other and walked shoulder to shoulder.

Upstairs, a group of archers pulled a long bow in their hand.

Inside the gate, a squadron of sergeants, with Gospers in their hands, waited tightly.

Four o'clock white light shines from the eyes of two white jade tigers, shaking his body, standing from the stone seat, up to two battles of his body, extremely powerful, rising heavenly whistle, pounding down.

“Can I throw away my gift?” Li Qingshan stared at the jumping tiger, slightly biased his head and lowered his voice to Han Qiongzhi Dao. This old bastard is not worthy of his gift.

“No.”

“Okay!”