Legend of the Great Saint

In the ancient floodplains, in a chaotic battlefield, a young man with big eyebrows and a bull horn helmet, carrying a broken battle axe, blood flowing from the axe blade, not knowing how many enemies he had killed, his eyes were blinded.

With the roaring dragons, a giant dragon soared into the sky, and the wind came, and the giant wings covered half the sky and swept across the battlefield, swallowing it.

The teenager roared and waved an axe of war towards the dragon.

In the bright light, the teenager saw a male shadow standing on the dragon, waving his hand gently, and the dragon put its wings and teeth away.

The battle axe also struck an empty sky, splitting a long fracture into the earth, spreading to a hill in the distance and crumbling.

The man laughed: "I remember you, call me Abe! ”

The teenager was cold and chestnut. He thought the man was far more terrifying than the dragon. He dared not look directly into his eyes: “I am Abe! ”

“Abe, you've lost. Will you surrender? ”

“No, we haven't lost yet! ”

At this point, the teenager saw behind the man many familiar figures and was furious: "You traitors! ”

Some shunned his gaze, others sighed and persuaded: "Abe, we have lost, we should bow down.” Some are impatient: “You're just a man. Why do you have to bury...” It revealed a slight embarrassment, omitting the middle title.

The dragon-rigger waved his hand and the others quieted down: "If you don't want to surrender, you will die. I think you're a good boy. You don't want to kill me. Do you want to die? ”

The teenager lowered his head deeply, trembling harder, and he wasn't afraid of those damn traitors, no matter how powerful they were, but he was afraid of this dragon wielding man, no matter how gentle his voice was.

And he's afraid of dying, and he wants to live, even for one more day.

He dropped the battle axe in his hand.

So he survived, a hundred times longer than expected, a thousand times longer, and even became a role that could determine the lives and deaths of others.

He is also very glad that his duties in the Yin Cao Dynasty have helped him avoid a number of holocausts. But he knew, and more importantly, he was just a little boy. There's no turning around, and nobody needs him to do anything.

This is also good, this is also good...

Until one day. A voice said to him, "Abe, can you do me a favor? ”

The familiar tone, the familiar tone, as if it had not been brushed for a long time, greeted him to do a small thing within his means.

He saw a blue bull with broken horns, his eyes warm and tired: “You are... you are...”

“Have you forgotten me, son? ”

“Your Majesty!” He fell to the ground: “Abandon dares not forget!” My heart was trembling, wondering if it was excitement or fear.

“Is that the same rule in hell? Get up, I'm not that guy or anything, Your Majesty, just an old guy to ask for your help. ”

He was ashamed and stood up hastily: "Your Majesty, you, I… what can I do for you? ”

“Five is with you, right? ”

“Yes... I'm afraid that...”

He shocked his heart and quickly thought about how to get rid of it. He was a handsome little girl. He could not afford such a system. He was afraid that refusal would be too hard. Even if he moved his mind, he could kill him.

“I didn't ask you to let Fifth Five go. I have a little brother named Li Qingshan, who will be back in six rounds in the future. I want you to take him to meet Fifth Five. ”

“Li Qingshan! ”

He's never heard of it. He's not supposed to be a big shot. After all, he has not lived in vain for so many years, whether it be six rounds or nine days, all the big characters he knows sucks in his chest.

“He's a mortal, but in a few years, there's got to be something to fix.” The Blue Bull is somewhat proud.

His chest suddenly burst with dissatisfaction: “How can a mortal in the district be called a ‘little brother’ by him? It is his old business to send people to hell, and it is not too difficult.” But when I think of the cadres, my heart struggles again.

“It doesn't matter if it's hard. I don't want to bother you anymore if I don't have to. ”

“You know I'm in hell? ”

“Of course, Bullhead Abandon, who doesn't know, who doesn't. ”

Green Bull looked at him with a smile, a little bit of madness at a time, seemed to recall a very long time ago, and suddenly came back to God: “Well, I should go! The old guy always likes to think about the past. I'm glad you survived. Too many ungodly people have died. It's time to end this. ”

He was shocked: "We were one of them, and I was his little brother! Now you suspect he's going to hurt me, and you don't even know if I believe in those slanderous words? ”

“How can a traitor who has betrayed evil like me bear such a heavy burden? Aren't you afraid I'll go back and betray Li Qingshan? ”

“What kind of stupid words are you talking about? The road comes out on its own, just take care of yourself, why take responsibility for me! If you really want to talk about responsibility, I beat you. That guy means enough to you. Better than following me to death. But don't leak it, or I won't let you go. ”

Instead of being a threat, it was more of an advice, afraid that he would get confused for a moment and go wrong.

“Am I not a traitor...?” It was the knot of his life.

On Huangquan Road, Li Qingshan grabbed the shoulder of the cowhead, and shook it hard: “Tell me, where is he? Is it locked up in hell? All right, I'm gonna get him out now! ”

“How dare you?” Bullhead Abandon couldn't help but ask the question, and a man of far less strength than his boy dared to say such a big story.

“Why else would I do that? Dude, I didn't know you were an underground worker lurking inside the enemy. How guilty was that? Your lord has plenty of Haihan. ”

Li Qingshan does not suspect that this is an enemy trap or anything, because his strength is so insignificant that he doesn't need any conspiracy tricks at all, he can take it down with just a few handsome people.

And now, looking at this cowhead, it feels kind. Watching the wet cow hair on his face was more intolerable.

My trick of "great ridicule" is so powerful, isn't it wrong to hurt the friendly army? Look at the grievances. Hurry up and ask where Niu is.

“You're right, I'm a traitor dog!” Bullhead said apathetically.

Li Qingshan thought he was speaking in anger, and he was even more sorry: “How could you, I see you with big eyebrows, in the instrument hall, are the bull dominators! ”

Bullhead Abandon said that he had surrendered after losing the war, but because there were too many names to mention, he only said a few words.

Li Qingshan's heart shocked: “I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it. Your big eyebrows have revolutionized too! Brother Niu's heart was so big that he let a dead traitor lead me. What if he betrayed me? ”

Bullhead Abandon grinned, “Do you dare go to hell with me? ”

“If he can trust you, then I can trust you. What the hell is hell? ”

“What if I sold you? ”

“That's what we don't see. No wonder people don't. But your defeat and defeat is helpless. If you betray me, even if Niu asked me to spare your life, I would never let you go! ”

Grace returns to grace; revenge is revenge; vengeance is clear and irrelevant.

Minotaur heard the words and smiled instead. No wonder, no wonder! Stand up and pat the dust: “Don't worry, I won't surrender again this time! ”

With a resolute breath, Li Qingshan is very familiar with this breath, which is to put his life at risk to do one thing.

Bullhead beside him gave him a deep gift: “Boy, I was just trying to test you to see if you are qualified to take on the heavy burden, I'll pay you back too, old cow. But when you scold me, it hurts me a lot! You son of a bitch's mouth is poisoned. You should be out of hell! ”

Li Qingshan was very embarrassed to touch his head: “Ha ha, thank you, thank you! ”

I'm flattering you, aren't I?

“Let's go! There's still a long way to go! ”

Huangquan Road was long and deserted, the two walked side by side, and the conversation had turned into an enemy friend.

Li Qingshan asked, and also knew that Niu was not in this hellway, to meet another great saint, was repressed in the deepest part of Hell. For reasons of “harmony”, the nickname cannot be mentioned.

He finally let go of his heart. Compared to the unreliable woman Su obsessed with, this is the leader of the Eight Scriptures.

After hearing about the ruins, Bullhead Abandon also guessed which great saint it was, but because of “harmony”, the nickname could not be mentioned.

So he took out the sachet, and the two of them drank it quickly and painfully, and they shouted at each other, and it was a drink.

Li Qingshan asked the question while drinking: “You don't want to go to this mess, why did you say yes? ”

“I thought it would be better to die alive.” Bullhead Abandon stuffed a sip of spirits.

“Now what? ”

"I don't want to be a dog anymore.” There was a fire burning in my eyes, a fire that extinguished millions of years of war.

This time, if you lose, you die.

Stealing is not really fun.