Legend of the Great Saint

"What, this is impossible, you two have seen it clearly!"

"If you don't believe it, look at it yourself, what will you say?"

When everyone saw them, they did not have any vicious traps. They also went forward and endured nausea to turn a piece of residual limbs away, but they could not see a trace of falsehood.

Only the corpse of the White King did not dare to touch, and the tragic death, even if they saw it, did not chill and struggled to keep a distance.

Everyone's face is gradually changing, subconsciously holding the hilt.

The glory of the fascinating glory of the villas has passed away, and the big squad has changed the master.

Hou Hongtao sneered, and the smile was even more ugly than crying. If the White King is still alive, it is impossible to hand over the law to anyone. This is not the best proof.

But he still wonders if he is having a nightmare.

"Hou, what should we do?"

Everyone has a horrible color on their faces. Among them, there are many swordsmen who are in the same place. They are murderous and unobtrusive characters on weekdays, but the reality that happened tonight is too much beyond imagination, so that they are all chaotic.

"The White King is dead, the Shenzhuang Villa is ruined, let's go!"

"But such a big snow, where to go, once you get lost, you will be a lot less."

"It’s strange to say that this year’s snow is too early, and it’s so fierce at first, it’s like God’s anger, and it’s just like the two...”

Suddenly stopped the words, this call sign in the snow seems to hide a giant beast, entrenched in the sky above the Shenque Villa. Feel free to pounce.

Or, this feeling is not an illusion.

"Don't talk nonsense, manpower can interfere with Tianwei, we huíqù!" Hou Hongtao bite his teeth.

"But...but..."

"If they want to start working, I have to look at it, what are they coming!"

......

"Our origins have nothing to do with you. You just have to obey me as you obey the White King."

The splendid hall is like a spring and summer, with a charcoal fire burning in the wall compartment. All the decorations are almost luxurious.

The only plain thing is the throne of a thousand-handed sword. It is more famous than any decoration here. Every sword has a story, one is defeated by the master of the white sword.

Li Qingshan slouched across the top, staring at the beautiful lines of the ceiling, from the king of Yu Yu to the present. Step by step crisis. I finally got a respite. He also prefers to relax.

Gu Yanying stood aside and played with an iron fan, which was found in the secret room of the White King. Among them, setting up the organ can make a strong weapon, but it is a good self-defense.

She has already discussed with Li Qingshan, and she will not expose her own origins, so as to avoid the rumors of "the demon star is coming, the world is in chaos" and become the public enemy of the world.

"In the next Hou Hongtao, the martial arts fellow gave a nickname called 'The Fire Flame'." The two surnames have not yet been asked!"

Hou Hongtao self-reported his family and hoped that "the fire sword" could attract the attention of the other party. What disappointed him was that the other party had no such thing.

"My name is Li Qingshan, and the people in Jianghu are called 'downhill tigers.'"

Li Qingshan heard that everyone has a nickname, and he can't live without it. He couldn't help but think of his original name, which is not in line with his current situation. This is not the downhill, but the lower bound.

If it is time to change, another place, Hou Hongtao is only afraid to laugh out loud, "downhill tiger" this rotten name, even if it is a small thief to cut the path, the so-called "people of the rivers and lakes" is to put gold on their faces Who will remember such a person.

But now I can't laugh at it. No one can laugh. The body of the White King is still in the court.

If you have the guts and are qualified to enter this hall to ask what you are, you are not a congenital master. The characters who are rampant are all dignified. Whatever is going to happen here, I am afraid to completely disrupt the situation in the north and even the whole world. It will even be loaded into history.

"Flying **** eagle Gu Yanying." Gu Yanying smiled slightly, looked a little tired, but relaxed like Li Qingshan.

"Hey, when did you have this name, why not call it "Flying Eagle"? Since copying me, I will copy the whole work!" Li Qingshan looked dissatisfied with Gu Yanying zhègè shameless pirates.

"This is called blue out of blue and better than blue. Your name is not enough." Gu Yanying looked up at the sky.

"Do you add a word of 'God' to the prestige? It’s just that you don’t know how to be tall!"

Li Qingshan patted the armrests, and he hated the expression of iron.

“Here can be called ‘God Mountain Villa’, why can’t I call ‘Flying God Eagle’.”

"Then I will call 'downhill magic tiger'. Hey, forget it, add a 'magic' word too earthy, reading is not very smooth, I am still called down the mountain tiger!" Li Qingshan still gave up the idea of ​​changing the name, proud Announced: "Let the mountain tiger Li Qingshan, you remember it for me."

"Ah! Well."

Hou Hongtao listened to the yīzhèn 愣 god, zhǔnbèi a good set of words have forgotten how to say.

The masters behind him are also stunned. Is this the time to discuss the nickname? Will you affect the world's two people like ùshì?

"The fire sword monkey is! Although you don't look like a monkey, it is too strong. The old man will not be as smart as you are." He took a look at Gu Yanying, "Hey, Some guys, there is a 'God' in the nickname, it is really a god."

"No, it is the prince!"

Hou Hongtao couldn't help but correct it. He even felt that the atmosphere became weird. Some people even joked that he was mixed with the White King all day. It was better to change the name to "Fire Sword Monkey". The result is naturally not to die. The other party apparently did not intend to humiliate him, because even the "fire sword monkey" is much stronger than the "downhill tiger".

"Is it?" Li Qingshan stunned. "I said, if it is a monkey, red should not be the face,"

Hou Hongtao's face is even redder.

"Okay, just kidding and soothing the atmosphere."

"I have to blush." ​​Gu Yanying helped the amount, suddenly felt a little shame.

"哼~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Finally there is still some shame." Li Qingshan gave her a look.

"We still listen to this Hou Daoyou how to say it!"

Hou Hongtao took a deep breath: "Your mistake was made. We are not the subordinates of the White King. I just learned the sword here..."

It turns out that although the White King is a Yaozu, it is a good person, and he is not willing to be a hermit. As long as someone offers a gift, or a rare treasure, or a beautiful wine, he will be willing to point the sword. He is not right. Evil, do not accept disciples and disciples, no matter what the world, no matter what the door, you can come here to ask him, do not worry about the portal.

The swordsmen exchanged ideas and swords here. This Shenque Mountain Villa has almost become a holy place for swordsmen in the world. Many swordsmen have spent years of hard work zhǔnbèi gifts, come here to learn the sword.

This book is a well-known event in the world. Hou Hongtao finished his breath and couldn’t help but feel a thousand emotions.

Li Qingshan also seems to be fascinated, after a while:

"Do you know why I called down the mountain tiger?" To be continued...)