The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Ah! It's so sad!"

In a depression, a figure leaned back against a tree and sat there.

He was wearing a gray tunic suit and a round cap, and he was a peasant.

With a cigarette in his left hand, he took a sip from time to time, swallowing clouds and mists.

His face was a little lonely, and his eyes were somber.

Originally, the freshman returned and repaired to the fullest, it was time for him to reignite and regain his glory, but there was no bastard and nothing. This cruel fact hit him hard.

As a man, this is too stifling.

"Ugh!"

He sighed and became more depressed.

Cigarettes, one by one, smoked him all over the air, and the trouble in his heart seemed to ease a lot.

"This smoke, is he really a good thing! By the way, there is the Internet, and I haven't been online for a long time."

He muttered, his heart tickling.

"What should I do next? Kill Maoshan and turn over the stinking Taoists? It seems good, but are the two old immortals in Maoshan dead? If it doesn't die, it's not easy to do."

"There is still that freak kid, I don't know what his identity is, it should be Maoshan too!"

"Where is this again? Alas! Without those darlings and grandchildren, it's really inconvenient and I have to take a few men."

"By the way, I want to unify the evil way, and then turn over Maoshan! When Maoshan is destroyed, that is the world of Wang Changsheng! Haha!"

He murmured and smiled complacently.

As far as he knows, in China, there are still evil characters like his Wang family descendants, except that there are Maoshan towns, not many people, and they can only move in the dark.

He also barely remembered the addresses of several people.

"Yes, that's it. Find them first, then unify the evil way, and turn Maoshan."

He stood up and felt excited for his genius.

As soon as he got excited, he couldn't sit still and went out of the mountain.

In the county town, the urban-rural junction, a 40- to 50-year-old farmer came.

He walked all the way, looking around, and what he saw seemed a bit novel, and he had to stare at it for a while.

Walking through a row of hair salons, the lights inside were pink, standing all dressed up, dressed in exposed women, seeing him, all hooked at him.

"I'm fucking, isn't this the Blue House! Why is it like this?"

"Damn, seduce me, I don't have anything, nothing! What can I do in it!"

Walking across the street corner, a sneaky, suspicious man came over, and the god asked mysteriously, "Brother, do you want to see the baby?"

Wang Changsheng was stunned, and was bluffed with this breath. He wondered and asked, "What baby?"

"Oh! Brother, you are all old and pretending to be innocent! Hey, all men know what this baby is! I have all kinds of things here, all of them in different countries, what do you want to see? ?"

"Come, take a look, this is Dongying, this is from Europe and America, yes, and Maozi's! It's really awesome!"

With that said, he opened his clothes to reveal the rows of discs inside.

On the cover, all are unsightly pictures.

Wang Changsheng was stunned and stood there for a long time without moving.

Then, his face was so blue that he almost raised his hand and wiped out this guy.

Damn, which pot is really not open!

I really want to see this kind of thing, how to make him blaze!

"Rolling and rolling!" He scolded indignantly and turned away.

After a round here, he caught a car and ran to the first destination.

It was a very remote mountain village, and it took his boss' efforts to find his goal.

When the door opened and saw the man inside, Wang Changsheng was shocked.

The person inside was an elderly old man in his 70s, sloppy waisted, legs lame, he also broke a hand and blinded his eyes.

I rely on!This is too bad!

However, there is a wave of volatility in this old man, and he is indeed a cultivator and his fellow.

The old man did not see Wang Changsheng's anomaly. He looked at it and said, "Who are you looking for? Wrong place!"

"Yes, just to find you!"

The old man's face changed, revealing a look of panic, and whispered: "Are you from Maoshan?"

With that, he turned around and wanted to flee.

"No, don't panic! We are the same!" Wang Changsheng shouted busy.

Then, with a little breath, he explained to him again.

The old man listened, shocked for a long time.

In the name of Wang's birth, how could he never hear of it.

This is a legend!

Then, he knelt down, trembling, and said sadly: "Senior Wang, you must make the decision for me! It is the group of stink Taoists in Maoshan that made me like this."

"Did I just hook a few souls, as for killing so much! Look, my hand, and this eye, are all crippled by the group of stink Taoists."

As he said, he wiped a tear, but he couldn't cry.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng was also sad and indignant: "Yes, as for it! That group of cattle noses are so nasty, it is really abominable, and they must be defeated."

"Quickly, follow me, go to contact other people, and go through Maoshan!"

"Senior Wang, you can rest assured that I know the contact information of many people. I will inform them to come over here and serve you as a master and go through Maoshan together."

At the moment, the old man walked back to the house and made many phone calls.

Through these phone calls, a breaking news spread among these evil repairs.

Wang's longevity is back!

Moreover, the repair is complete, that is true human strength.

At the moment, I don't know how many people wept with joy and tears in their eyes.

"Our spring is finally here!"

"This is the end of Maoshan, the group of stinky priests will finally be retaliated."

"Quickly, hurry up and follow Senior Wang!"

At the moment, an individual emerges from the horns of various parts of China, some from extremely remote rural areas, and some from wild mountains and wild mountains.

Those who came from the countryside, one by one, and those who came out of the barren mountains and wild mountains are like savages.

One by one, their expressions are very excited.

They have been hiding and hiding for so many years, and they are always scared. They are afraid that the people of Maoshan will come to the door to remove them. Now, they no longer have to hide and hide.

They are finally going to rise!

They boarded the car and gathered from all over China to this small village.

One day, two days...more and more people arrived here.

They are gathered under Wang Changsheng's banner, and they have condensed a great force, and the number is still increasing.

"Go over Maoshan! Senior Wang is mighty!"

Every day, there is such a slogan.

For a time, the wind surged and the spear pointed directly at Maoshan.