Legend of the Great Saint

In the red candlestick, Hu Xian was taught an obedience postcard, a pair of large eyes were like glazed eyes, but the color of the eyes turned orange yellow fox eyes.

Li Qingshan's big hand stroked along her smooth, moist back, grabbed a fluffy red fox tail, and the pointy fox's ear trembled for a moment. “Don't move the tail of the slave family! ”

“I'm moving.” Li Qingshan grabbed and twisted, so stubborn.

“Isn't the king afraid of the slave family?” Hu Xian raised her fox ears.

“There's nothing to be afraid of. ”

Li Qingshan did not think otherwise, she kind of kept the human symbol perfectly, which seems more wild and demonic.

Hu Xian smiled in disguise: "Yes, Your Majesty is just like me, like a horse monkey. You don't dislike me, and I don't dislike you. ”

“You're like a monkey! ”

Li Qingshan not only talked, but also returned his hand. He grabbed the red fox tail of the fire and slapped it on his hip, leaving a clear palm print.

“Li Qingshan, I am entrusted to you, you beat me! ”

Hu Xian's face was full of grief. She was not polite to any man in her life. If this man said to beat him, he would beat him. He had no pity for Yu.

“I hit you for your own good, to help you get your mind straight.” Li Qingshan beat up a debt, pillow on her leg, said without sincerity.

“What's wrong with my heart? I'm here to avenge my mother.” Hu Xianjie suddenly straightened up.

“Your mother must be the magic devil! Didn't you hear the monk? Your mother is in trouble with Wulin. You deserve to die. ”

“How can I blame my mother if it's those men who are corrupt and they kill each other?” Hu Xian bit her lips and her souffle breasts fluttered.

“Hey, you dare say your mother didn't mean to pick from it? What kind of temper do I have? If they're all dead, why not forget? ”

Li Qingshan can totally imagine what a fox demon who does not abide by human etiquette will do. The wind is wandering and there is no need to say anything. It is a foolish group of men fighting for themselves. That is the idea that ordinary women will have, not to mention the illusionist fox elite.

A bunch of spare tires beat you to death and I live, but it's not just a disaster.

“My mother's illusion is invincible. How could she have died if she hadn't been betrayed?” Hu Xian's face was dark.

“Betrayed by your father? ”

“How do you know?! ”

“Otherwise, it's not about betraying people, playing with other people's feelings, and being played with by people in the end, it's payback. Hey, hey, your dad's pretty unjust, too, isn't he? If I was doing what I was doing, suddenly I realized that the bed was a fox, and I must be angry to kill.” Li Qingshan felt chilly when he thought about it.

“Bullshit, my mother used to take a molded grass, just like everybody else, but then she accidentally appeared in its original form. ”

“Shapegrass!” Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. "Anything else? ”

It has to be said that as the ape demon continues to progress, he is indeed becoming more and more like an ape. It is no longer just the degree of alienation. He does not mind, but if he continues to change, he will definitely be regarded as a monster like the "White Monkey King”. Under the influence of the underworld, he will definitely become excluded from the opposition, to the detriment of his universal process.

“Of course there is, but first you have to admit, my mother didn't deserve to die.” Hu Xian insisted.

Li Qingshan glanced: “I see you're itching again! ”

Hu Xian complained: “Alas, can't you be nicer to me? Well, I said, my mother left two strands of molded grass for our sisters, along with the treasure she had accumulated all her life, all swallowed up by that man, and the molded grass was useless to humans, and I'm sure it would still be there. ”

“Okay, when we go to Purdue Temple, we'll find the molded grass and cut off your loving, widowed father to avenge your mother's hatred. How about that? Be good enough for you! ”

“Really? Great!” Hu Xian plunged into Li Qingshan's arms and lifted his face: “Your Highness, the slave family is already yours, don't betray the slave family. ”

“Don't worry, how could I betray you? You can't sell a few bucks. ”

“You...” Hu Xian's angry willow brow stood upside down, hating could not bite him.

Li Qingshan laughed and rolled over and pressed her under her: “The world is vast and the avenue is wide open. We will finally be separated. Come and have fun with me in a timely manner, and we will not get together unjustly! ”

Hu Xian whispered, enduring his invasion and conquest, staring at that somewhat funny ape face, silently said: “I know you won't betray me, because you don't give a shit, you never put me in your eyes, but it's just a game of joy, and you beat me up and scolded me to bully me... but if I say it sincerely, you're afraid you're going to laugh at me pretending again! ”

……

On Snow Mountain, Xue Bing was sitting and practicing, converting the snowstorm's true smell into the true smell of decadent water.

Li Qingshan's words seemed to contain some kind of magic. A "Decadent Condensation" circulated in his heart, not a word worse.

This kung fu may not be a mystery book, but it was born in a practitioner's world. Through the refinement summaries of hundreds of generations, it perfectly balances the difficulty and speed of practicing, and does not require the talent of practitioners, which is one of the most popular methods.

To some extent, it is even more precious than Li Qingshan practiced "The Sea Without Quantity", at least more adapted to this world.

During the day, she discussed it with her father, and Xue Xianfeng was applauded. She said that although the killing power of this method was less than that of the Snowstorm Sword Law, it was gradual, thick and thin hair, and deep in the way of water spirits, there was a greater chance to reach the innate ten weight, or even break the void.

And the enclosed spells are very strange and ingenious. If properly applied, they may be more powerful than martial arts. If it weren't for your snowstorm, it would definitely be a retrofit.

But she said her concerns, Li Qingshan's strong sale.

Xue Ganfeng sighed only: “I can't protect you because of my father's incompetence. As to whether or not to practice this kind of kung fu, you can only decide for yourself. But I see the sexual exorcism of His Majesty the Warrior, and it's a joke, but he is not a pervert. If you resist death, he will probably not use strength. You can still marry your brother. Don't you always like him? ”

Marry your brother?

No, I Xue Bing's life is not about marrying a son, and I am more important than Xue Mountain Pie!

This is what the man instilled in her, and besides, there are no more snowy mountain pies.

So she decided to start practicing the Decent Water Condensation Resolutions, and completely transformed her true qi into the Decent Water Qi, and she couldn't help but think, “Is this an exchange for herself? I don't know when he'll be collecting. What am I supposed to do then? ”

And I thought, "I don't know where he went, is he in danger? Or it was just a play, and he had already left me behind.” For the first time in my life, I have a clear sense of compassion.

Once upon a time, the mountain village teenager with the best view also had the charm of love at first sight.

Even now he's, like, a wild monkey.