Legend of the Great Saint

Vientiane Sect

Two days have passed since Hailing's reverend declared Li Qingshan a traitor, like a boulder into the water, provoked a shock wave, but finally calmed down.

Legend is just a legend. Life always goes on. The world cares most about itself, even if it's just a small matter of chicken garlic peel, than the life and death of other people.

Vientiane recovered from the past prosperity, the gambling of the gambling, the eating of wine, the practicing of the practice, the drilling camp of the camp.

Gradually, the name Li Qingshan was no longer taboo, but instead became the capital of the street alley.

In a small, secluded tavern...

“You said, why would Li Qingshan defect into the magic if he left the good Brother Vientiane? ”

“You don't know, then Li Qingshan was sent by the magic magic, hid the true cultivation, came to Wanxiang Zong stole the mystery of the Book of Vientiane. Now he has become the big brother, obtained many books of the sky, and naturally escaped back into the magic. ”

“How is that possible!” “No way!” “Joke! If Li Qingshan hides the cultivation, can't he hide it from Hailing? ”

The surrounding audience was either surprised, doubtful or outgoing.

But in the corner of the tavern, there are also a few grumpy men who squeeze their bowls in silence.

One aspect of this is the man with a wide ear and black face. When he hears the speech his face gets a little darker, he has to stand up. The man sitting on his right hand immediately grabbed his wrist, shaking his body for a moment, his buttocks dropped again, two nostrils breathed a sigh of air, and a bowl filled with muffled wine.

“Oh, if Li Qingshan is not hiding the true cultivation, how can it be in such a short period of time, from a Yuan Baby Brother to a Yang Gon Brother? ”

The man smiled slightly, a pair of 'you guys are really short to see'. Although he is also a foundational monk, he is still a short distance from the second day of robbery, but there is a kind of self-confidence in the speech look of the world in my control.

“Moreover, the demons will not arrive late, but Li Qingshan will be the first to attack. As far as I know, half the fax disciples are folded outside Black Cloud City! Moreover, Li Qingshan was extremely despicable and vicious. Upon entering the city, he ruined the transmission method in the city, trapping almost everyone in the city! ”

In every word, people have believed in eight points. Only then can Li Qingshan's cultivation change seem reasonable. A number of people have already started scolding Li Qingshan as a “traitor” sooner or later, he had to die well.

Even those who initially rebutted, the voice was much weaker, whispering: “How did I hear that it was only through the incarnation of Li Qingshan who forced the demon god to retreat that he guarded Black Cloud City. ”

“Oh, do you believe that? A Yang-god monk who just survived five holocausts and forced the devil out?” He scorned a smile: “Remember, it was this battle that led Li Qingshan to hold on to his big brother! ”

This reasoning is so reasonable, I'm afraid Li Qingshan's presence is hard to refute!

Everyone has clearly outlined the action trajectory of Li Qingshan in their heads. They are completely convinced that Li Qingshan is an undercover agent sent by the magic. A furious shout has been sounded in the liquor building. A red-eared man bites his teeth. He can't help but rape the “bloody man” and strip his skin.

“Bullshit! ”

Suddenly, the man in the corner of the liquor store with wide ears and black faces “clicked” to crush the wine bowl and pounce on the bullshit gas refiner.

The person sitting with him stood up hastily, but could not stop him, and everyone was angry and did not want to stop him.

Perhaps their insights are not so vast that they spend their entire lives guarding the city on the frontier, except in their homeland.

But in the battle of Black Cloud City, they were all real relatives. It was clear that Li Qingshan destroyed the Conveying Hall, not to trap everyone in the city, but to force the high-ranking fax disciples to coexist with them!

Even more so, he witnessed how Li Qingshan fought hard with his first sergeant and blood. He defeated a wave of demons and eventually fought the demon incarnation, crushing bones and dying to the death!

These, they not only saw, heard, but felt clearly.

Because at that moment, they fought alongside Li Qingshan!

Li Qingshan did not defeat the Demon People's Army on his own, and guarded Black Cloud City, but relied on their strength.

This is what Li Qingshan told them personally after the war because they were reluctant to accept, Li Qingshan's extra reward.

Yesterday they were recalled from the army, heard countless insults to Li Qingshan, “human rape”, "traitor”, "rape”, they all put up with it. After all, they are only the lowest disciples, not even disciples, but “waiters”, who do not understand what really happened, let alone be the Lord of Vientiane.

However, they can no longer tolerate hearing people so upside down and distorting the facts.

Because that war was the greatest pride in their hearts!

The broad-talking founding monk was proud of his brilliant mind, and a fierce killing attempt came from behind him, stiff, cold hair upside down, unable to react in any way, a strong push on his head, suddenly pressed down.

With a bang, one head smashed the table, the cup dish cracked and splattered, and a bang burst, hitting the floor brick hard, the depression smashed into pieces.

The black-faced man still refused to let go, as if his five fingers were meant to crush his head raw. His eyes were red and his face was fierce, and he frightened the people around him.

In the Battle of Black Cloud City, he died three times, was reborn three times, the battle spirit bear was indestructible, he had obtained Ashuro's blood, and was given the triple gift of Abnegation Palace, Vientiane Sect and Li Qingshan. He had already survived a heavenly robbery and successfully built a foundation.

And the one whose men pressed, though also a founding monk, had never experienced a real fight except for the competition with the door, and under that strong killing power, the skill of that fight was thrown into the Javanese state, just an instinctive torsional struggle.

“What are you doing? What are you doing?” His voice was twisted by fear, like a pig to be slaughtered, and no longer talked about the fancy of broad discourse.

“Motherfucker!” The black-faced man punched his fist, but he didn't use much power, he was just angry in the vent.

There was a shout in the tavern and another shout: "Stop, stop, you dare not use force in Vientiane!” Some shout: “Go get the inspector! ”

Several other companions, unconsciously, went up and circled in silence.

In the meantime, a man in black with an axe broke into the tavern and shouted, "Stop it! ”

“The inspector is here! ”

The inspectors, attached to the Inspectorate General of the Department of Law and Justice, are responsible for maintaining law and order in the city, all dressed in black and holding axes, not for fighting, but for standing out. After all, no one in Vientiane dares to resist the law violently.

The men looked at each other and said, “You've come so fast!” That's when we came forward and pulled the black-faced man.

The blossoming architect who was beaten up jumped in front of the inspector like he had seen his own father: "My lord, they tried to kill me! It's all for Li Qingshan's goddamn traitors. Yes, catch them. They're all traitors of the magic! ”

But the inspector ignored him. He just looked at the guys and gave them a few names: "Boy, Jiang Xing, Li Xin... Brother Cold is invited! ”

A few people's hearts sink. “Cold Brother” is one of the true disciples, the Lord of Law and Justice Cold Abyss, they were summoned from the army by the Law and Justice Department.

The black-faced man named Child Kung Fu, at this time, his eyes were still red and his face flattened. "What do you want us to do? ”

Inspector frowned and looked deeply at him: "Draw a line with Li Qingshan! ”