Legend of the Great Saint
Chapter 1020: Friends of King Banyan?
At noon, in front of the Hanfu Gate, the tall gate is downstairs.
“I went in here to ask for a kiss.” Li Qingshan laughed.
“Yeah, it's been so many years.” Han Qiongzhi Dao.
“Really? I haven't heard your sister say that Daoyou is so personable. Is General Han dissatisfied with anything else?” Yue Pangdao.
“I can't help it. Soldiers love these fights and killings. It's a special treat!” Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders.
“Don't you like it?” Han Qiongzhi Dao.
“If you don't like it, how can you get in there? Now I can't help fighting again. This time, I don't need the help of the wife. Being a husband is enough to hit Old Han's father-in-law. ”
“You just want to fight, and nobody calls you anymore. ”
The talking room, the portal opening, the Korean iron coat came out to greet you.
Li Qingshan picked up the ranks and went into the fortress-like Han Mansion. Without the view of the platoon formation, he appeared a little cold. Along the path of memory, he went straight to the inner hall of the Han Mansion. Before entering the door, he heard the roar of not angry monks.
“Traitor, how long has it been since you tricked your brother back into saying," Maybe one step ahead of you "? Get the fuck in here! ”
It has to be said that it is quite scary not to anger monks to start anger, Yue soldiers and Han Jongzhi are both stunned, worried look at Li Qingshan, the least thing in the practice is the master, make the master so angry, most of the disciples will suffer.
“Come on, even if I come back to you, the South Vietnamese King promised me I don't know much good. I must stay in the Vietnamese Mansion to be king. If it wasn't for you, I'd be happy in Misty State. ”
Li Qingshan entered the hall unmindfully. He was still not angry. He was dressed in an old monk's coat and sat there with his chest open. He stared angrily at him.
Sitting beside a nonangry monk is a prestigious old man, gray hair combed meticulously, the face of the dignified state is similar to that of Yue soldier, don't ask, must be General Wang Yue Wuyang no doubt.
Yue soldiers stared at Li Qingshan with dismay. Don't look at him as the king's own son. If he dares to be so prestigious, he will surely be beaten to death, even now.
The Grand General was somewhat unhappy, his pupils slightly shrunk, and the suicidal atmosphere of the top soldier family members was released, and there was an immediate and powerful pressure.
The repression of the two Archbishops is full of palaces, like mountains and seas. The Han 'an Army held their breath, and Han Jongzhi and Yuebei could not do anything to pay their respects.
Li Qingshan's face did not change slightly. He stepped forward and arched his hand: “Li Qingshan meets the master, the king of the great general, and old Han's father-in-law. ”
“A little brave!” Yue Wuyang's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, and even a great master could not necessarily do so under his pressure.
“Of course.” Li Qingshan smiled.
“The Vietnamese King wants you to stay in Misty State?” Without anger, the monk asked, this is a matter of principle. Qingzhou and Miaozhou swordshooting crossbows, if not for the magic and locust disaster, they would not have been able to engage.
“Master, you are starting to pretend too, what is the attitude of the South Vietnamese King, will you not know?” Li Qingshan laughed.
“It's just some subtotal of separating, you traitor, what do you ask for a teacher, you answer honestly, all right?” Don't be angry, monk.
“She is still practicing in closed confinement. She will leave soon, and will report to Tianlong Zen Court.” Li Qingshan Road.
“That's good. ”
A stone in the heart of the not angry monk was the landing. The news of the locust disaster in Li Qingshan was transmitted to Tianlong Zen Court. The fearless monk's biggest concern was Xiao 'an's whereabouts. Hearing that she was not with Li Qingshan, she was afraid that something was wrong. After a while, Li Qingshan did not come to Tianlong Zen Court to report the meaning, just as the King came to visit the not angry monks, he came to Qinghe Province together.
“Master, you are so thick to each other, thanks to me as your own disciple.” Li Qingshan shook his head.
“Whoever makes you a monk, we Buddhists only take care of our own people.” Without anger, he never worried that Li Qingshan would betray Tianlong Zen Court. Just as he never expected Li Qingshan to be loyal to Tianlong Zen Court, he was just angry to show him some color, but he didn't scare him.
“Master, what do you seem to have said? What about the promised Purdue people? ”
“Drunk talk! Drunk talk! You bastard is a scourge everywhere. If you stay in Miaozhou, you have helped Qingzhou greatly! ”
“By the way, you still owe me a treasure!” Li Qingshan suddenly remembered the promise not to anger monks.
“Is that why you came back? ”
“That's not true. I call myself 'The Wildlings King' in Nanjiang. What baby didn't? That's all you're missing? ”
“Good savage king, then no. ”
“It's a deal. How can you not give it? Give it to me!” Li Qingshan grabbed the collar of a nonangry monk.
“Traitor, let go of me! ”
Let the disciples of the soldiers next door all look stunned, so that there is no big or small way to get along, and it is not often seen throughout the practice. However, it can also be seen that the two apprentices actually got along very well. Yue soldiers glanced at Yue Wuyang quietly, which is much stronger than their own.
At a glance, Yue Wuyang's eyes seemed to glimmer, Yue soldiers shrunk their necks, performed a military ceremony, and said with great temper: “Report to General Wang, Yue soldiers are fortunate to have not been humiliated, and have delivered their brothers and sisters safely, please come to President Li! ”
Yue Wuyang gave a slight cough.
“'Traitor, Yue Daoyou has something to ask you,' said the monk without anger. 'Answer honestly. ”
Han Qiongzhi also cast a pleading gaze, afraid that his temper would come up and piss off the master, then she would have difficulty.
Li Qingshan let go of the clothes of the immortal monk, and said positively: “The master of Jongzhi is my elder. Please ask the general if he asks, I must know everything. ”
“Where did you come from? ”
Yue Wuyang opened the door to the mountain and asked, "Shuro Yard is not a common treasure. It wants to refine one. It consumes enough resources and effort to refine ten ordinary treasures, which is of even more special significance for soldiers and families.
“King Banyan gave it to me.” Li Qingshan said frankly.
“For you? Why?" Yue Wuyang looked suspicious. Though King Banyan is famous for his peace and generosity, even if he was so generous, he could not give away such treasures.
“What's so strange about sending gifts to friends?” Li Qingshan took it for granted.
“You mean my friend, I didn't hear you wrong! ”
Yue Wuyang's serious face can't help but show a strange expression. How the Banyan Tree King existed. Originally known as the Ten Fang Demon King of Kyushu, he has now refined Miaozhou Ding and turned himself into the god of Miaozhou. Even he has no confidence to sit flat with it. A small white eagle leader dares to call himself a friend of the Great Banyan Tree King. Isn't this a farce under the sky?
“Traitor, don't talk nonsense out of your family!” Not angry monks can't listen, even if they want to make up a lie, make it up properly.