Legend of the Great Saint

“Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, have you not heard a word called" Tree Wind "? I still think I can walk like a king. I'll lend you a head start tonight. ”

In the whisper, the blue eyes blinked and the shadow swept under the moon.

Leaping thousands of mountains of water, the sea of trees is lost. At the time of the western sinking of the moon, we came out of the wildlings mountain and wandered around, praising in our hearts:

“No wonder all the poisonous old monsters can't get in. These are not quite as rare as they are. However, they work beautifully and can be described as the words' climbing the polar furnace fire pure green '. If you don't know how to sneak in, it's a bit of trouble. ”

But it's just trouble.

Soon after the shadow passed through the fog and came to the valley, a giant tree in the valley, extremely eye-catching, she stunned, “How does this tree look so familiar? And it seems to be at the heart of the Mountain Defense Front! No way, when will Old Tree King help people do this kind of home care thing, is it just another banyan tree that looks similar? ”

With surprise, the shadow approached the king of the great banyan tree, wanting to examine it more closely, but the scenery beneath the tree made her more surprised.

At this time of the night, it is precisely during the night tours, on the streets of the first towns of scale, the night tourists often come and go, men, women and children, the elderly still have a quiet style of action, there is no sound.

Young people and children, on the other hand, are much more lively, drinking and banqueting under the moon and chasing on the streets. Without ink blue skin, pointy ears, or the child's posture in a scene, swift and sharp like a black leopard, almost no different from humans, like a legacy, independent, tranquil source of peace.

The back of the shadow slowed down and walked down the street, strangely to the extreme: “Is this really Wildlings Mountain? There are so many people here! ”

Several children laughed through her body, disappeared on the corner, laughed and wandered. She shook her head slightly, convinced that she was not in some illusion, able to create such a real illusion and deceived her perception of the guy, I'm afraid only the old monster in the South China Sea, but the old monster never left the sea, much less appeared here.

As the shadows approached the depths of the town, the shock grew deeper and deeper, not only because of the number of night travelers here, but also because of her unexpected repairs. According to her perception, in this valley, there are only four night tourists who have survived two days of robbery alone, and those close to it are more, just trapped in the bottleneck. If you give enough resources, the right guidance will be enough to become a staunch force in the Palace.

“This is the right time. This is the most precious thing compared to Fabao! ”

There is also some excitement behind the shadow, you know, the most restrictive of the Inhumans is the population, following the ancient laws of nature, the stronger the bloodline, the more difficult it is to reproduce future generations, so every ethnic group is extremely important, even if he is not strong, he can add a force to the expansion of the ethnic group.

She approached the king of the great banyan tree and suddenly she glanced, "This is the boy! ”

The three holes of the main ghost shadow of Caveman Mountain, once changed the style of secret silence, was standing under the tree crown, on a broken stone platform, what was pronounced aloud, surrounded by a circle of male night travelers, listening to God.

The voice comes with the wind: "Although we are men, although our talents are not good for women, it does not mean that we should be inferior! Without our efforts, the night travelers would have been extinct. If we did not sow seeds, would the land have sprouted itself? ”

Sound good for a while!

“Especially as practitioners, we are more equal, and our talents are actually better than most humans and monsters, we cannot give up on ourselves, we have to work hard to practice and change our status. Isn't the king of the wildlings ruling us now a man? Everybody tell me to be strong! ”

“Be strong!” The male night travelers shouted their arms.

“All men unite, we are not fertility tools! ”

“All men unite, we are not fertility tools!” Some young people shed exciting tears and looked at ghosts with great admiration.

Though many female night travelers looked at each other, no one came out to stop them. After all, the strength of the ghost shadow was here, and the practice taught greatly benefited everyone. If he wanted to say anything, it was up to him to say it.

“This kid's been in the South China for years. Is his brain broken? Do you want to learn how to be human? And let me see what he's thinking! ”

After walking forward, staring into the ghost shadow's eyes, she knows the art of reading minds, especially for her peers.

For the convenience of the speech, the ghost shadow took off all the masks worn all the time, revealing a beautiful face characteristic of the nocturnal tourists, a face satisfied, even happier than the assassination of strong enemies.

Although defecting from the Palace, as an Inhuman who grew up in a community, he still cared a lot about his people, and that feeling of blood connections was not understood by humans. He was an indifferent assassin before a human monk, but eager to be recognized by his people.

During this time, as a mentor, he imparted knowledge to night travelers, gained great respect, deeply satisfied his previously damaged soul and resolved to change the status of male night travelers.

This is not just for ideals, but to intervene in the first step of the group, thinking: “My strength is stronger than the night tassel. If one day I survive three days of robbery, I don't have to be a wildling king, just be the king of these night travelers. It's called ‘Shadow King’, so that the old woman behind the shadow knows what I'm good at! ”

Thinking of this, the ghost shadow suddenly became cold, the night breeze seemed a little chilly, looked to the right for a moment, somehow there was a feeling that something was wrong.

“Huh, old woman! You're gonna die in bed for me!” The back of the shadow is harsh, looking up, "but this tree, it really looks more like it! ”

“Mien, is that you?” Mai's voice suddenly rang in her head and she sighed at night: “Lord Tree, it's really you!” If someone else were to change, it would be impossible to discover her existence.

“Oh, and only you can come into the valley silently, why don't you give up the assassination and sit down and talk to him!” The Great Banyan Path. Li Qingshan is leaping down from the main peak.

“What good did Li Qingshan give you to be so biased, not only to help him preside over the Falun Front, but also to reveal my whereabouts! ”

There was some dissatisfaction in the middle of the night. If King Banyan did not inform her that there were so many night tourists here, she could still understand the principle, but doing so would be excessive and would violate the basic principles that he had always been involved in.

“Don't be angry, I didn't tell him you were coming. And I'm sure it's good for both of you. ”