Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan did not return to Wo Niu Village. At that time, the small village was still safe and sound, and did not go to Le Ma Zhuang. He did not want to bring his troubles to others, and he did not even go straight to the black wind village, although he was with the black wind. After the death, and the spring, the black wind thief will probably be dispatched to kill the small village that raised him.

He sneered in his heart. You regard me as an enemy. I don’t want to regard you as an enemy. It is necessary to break into the black winds of the village, and take down the head of the mighty typhoon, so that he is full of evil, not to die. It’s only fun in the chest.

Hard work, for what, is to kill the enemy, but before that, still have to prepare.

He has no weapons in his hands, and his bare hands are too much to lose. The lions fight rabbits with full strength, not to mention the two hundred thieves in the Black Wind Village are not two hundred rabbits, each with human life. Fierce.

Once you break into it, it is not the fight between the rivers and lakes, but the battle on the battlefield. If it is still sloppy, it is a problem with the brain.

Qingyang City’s “Jin Gepu” is a very famous weapon shop. He plans to go and see, but he has to pay for the weapons. He is not only penniless, but even decent clothes.

He is ragged, revealing his chest, and attracts pedestrians. If the weather is so worn, isn’t he afraid of being frozen?

Li Qingshan practiced in the ice pool every day, which fears this chill.

But no one treats him as a beggar because there is no penniless person on his face, the kind of inferiority and wretchedness, but a strong self-confidence, as if no matter what difficulties he encountered, he can Use these hands to solve.

Going all the way to see and appreciate this city full of classical flavor, he does not deliberately conceal the fact that he is a country.

A carriage suddenly galloped, and the driver waved a whip and shouted: "Get out! Get out!" The pedestrians in front of him looked away and smirked.

Looking at the carriages far away, everyone’s faces are indignant, but no one dares to say anything. This is the Tuas in Qingyang City, the car of Zhangfu, let alone driving the pedestrians, even if they are hitting people. Death, at most, is a loss of money.

The driver saw a ragged figure in front of him, as if he could not hear his voice, did not know the dodge, and shouted: "The skunk rolled away!" Nor did the reins, let the carriage crash into the past.

Pedestrians also shouted carefully, seeing the carriage hitting the cockroach, squatting sideways and avoiding it by a millimeter.

The coachman also had to react in the future, and the horse-drawn carriage stopped suddenly. He flew out like a cloud.

In the carriage, things are rolling, and the screams of women are ringing.

The horses of the two carts are tall and hoisted, but the car seems to have been enchanted. It is fixed in place, screaming, but not going further.

The coachman got up and got out of the squid. He was also a family member. He was about to scream, but he saw the pedestrians on both sides stunned and looked at the back of the carriage.

Li Qingshan grabbed the frame with one hand and stepped into the ground with his feet. However, he did not move. He did not move, and the carriage could not move naturally.

The groom swallowed a spit, what power is this.

A young man with a bottle of wine jumped out of the car: "Blessing, what the **** are you doing!" But when he saw the fortune pointing to Li Qingshan, he said: "The skunk, far away from my carriage, hit it and cut it. Your hand!" He was drunk, did not see Li Qingshan's hand is clutching his car.

"I am not awkward, my name is Li Qingshan." Li Qingshan reported on the name, it is necessary to teach the younger brother and the arrogant Zhang Hao.

"What Li... Castle Peak!" The young man's eyes were fascinated and full of disdain. After reading it, the tone changed abruptly, like being caught in the neck, and the wine was awakened: "Yes... Which Li Qingshan..."

Li Qingshan strangely said: "You recognize me!"

The coachman mourned: "The son, is... the next mountain tiger!" The face that was originally covered with red light suddenly became pale.

"Let's go down the mountain? What?" Li Qingshan was frowning, and the son of the son slammed down. "This son, no, no, no, it is a villain who is offended, please take care of the young man!" Then he untied his waist pocket, hands Bong: "The money is a small gift to the younger man!"

Others have seen Zhang Jiagong's appearance so low, and they have looked at each other, but they heard the words "downhill tiger". Everyone saw Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly changed, and the admiration was mixed with fear.

Li Qingshan smashed the money bag, and the money inside was quite a lot. It was enough for him to buy a decent dress, eat a full meal in the best restaurant, and then take a good sleep in the inn.

But it is inexplicable, I have no plans to kill, at least hit you two punches, still dare not force, how to scare this way.

He instinctively felt that the other party was so afraid of him, not because of his efforts to stop the horse. But seeing the other side scared the **** of the butt, he did not have the lesson of the lesson, carrying the purse.

Seeing that Li Qingshan was far away, the son of the son was only soft and climbed up from the ground. He looked at the street with a trepidation. Li Qingshan was in front of him. It was a terrible person who killed dozens of people. I don’t dare to swear in front of such people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The face ridiculed by pedestrians is red, turning to see the driver hiding aside, even more angry from the gallbladder, going up and down: "Hey, you I dare to hide, I let you hide! Let you not drive well!" Although the coachman has a martial arts, he can't avoid it. He just whispers and pleads guilty.

Li Qingshan carried the money bag, and his heart was more stable. Although the money came a little bit inexplicable, he suddenly remembered that it was imperative to inquire about the news and understand the changes in the Black Wind Village, and just happened to have a fellow in Qingyang City. He was also a native of the rivers and lakes. He asked several people and came to the front of the iron fist.

The two tower-like bald heads in front of the door, forked the arms of ordinary people's thighs, glanced at the pedestrians, and the pedestrians were not close to the door, they walked away and walked along the other side of the street. The power of the iron fist door.

See a ragged "乞丐" coming to the door, Dahan is not welcome: "Get out of here, this is not the place for you to ask for food!"

Another big man stopped his companion and looked up and down Li Qingshan. He laughed and said: "You kid looks like a family, how to fall into this look!" He saw that Li Qingshan was physically strong and not afraid of the cold.

Li Qingshan said: "I am looking for someone, please pass the two, he is called Li Long, tell him that I am his fellow, called Li Qingshan!"

The two great men were indifferent, and they heard the word "Li Long" before they were careful. That is the door of the apostle. When they heard the words "Li Qingshan", their faces changed greatly. "Lower Mountain Tiger Li Qingshan!"

Li Qingshan only understood that the "downhill tiger" said that he was himself. He complained in his heart: "What is this ghost?" There is no culture in the rivers and lakes, but he is not like a wolf and a tiger leopard.

"Auntie!" In the Ma Mazhong, Huang Shouhu made a big sneeze.