Legend of the Great Saint

Yan Liangmu was very satisfied with his performance. He was very satisfied with his performance. He not only showed a humble attitude, but also let Li Qingshan’s law anger him. His momentum was not weak, and he forced the palace to make a choice. The law is perfunctory. high speed(

After listening to the words in front of Li Qingshan, his mouth has been slightly evoked. Since he knows the power of the South Vietnamese King, he can only agree to it. He has already begun to imagine what kind of rewards he will receive after completing this persuasion mission. He has taken another step from the king of South Vietnam.

If you can pull Li Qingshan into your own camp, then it would be better.

However, waiting for Li Qingshan to say the answer, Rao is not good, and the wooden city is not shallow, but also full of face, Peng Jingyu and Yu Feng also stayed for a while, they thought that Li Qingshan was not so easy to agree, but never expected, He will refuse such pain.

His few words are tantamount to self-reliance, not perfunctory, not confusing, not deceiving, just a refusal, leaving no room for change.

Xiao An looked at him, rubbing his eyes and smiling.

"Li Tongling, can you consider it clearly? You know, what is the consequence? There are many people in the foggy state who are not afraid of the emperor. There are not many people who are not afraid of the king of South Vietnam. Even if there is, most of them will not live forever!"

Yan Liangmu is not threatening Li Qingshan. He intends to give himself a strong enemy for the things of the palace. Instead, he is surprised. The instinct asks, can't knock Li Qingshan's head and see what he is thinking!

"My life..." Li Qingshan reached out to Yan Liangmu. In an instant, Yan Liangmu felt that hand, and it seemed to cover the sky and cover himself, and he could not help but fall backwards. If Li Qingshan did not show murderousness, he would almost turn and flee.

Li Qingshan gently grasped the five fingers and smiled: "...only in your own hands."

Yan Liangmu violently coughed a few times, concealing the genius of the genius, and sighed: "Hey, I didn't expect the lord to be so loyal to the teacher's door. This is rare in Wuzhou, but the leader has not thought about it, you were When the villain is framed and sent to Wuzhou, Tianlong Temple and Chulie Wang have protected you. The so-called righteousness is to use a set of false morals to restrain the common customs. We should not be subject to such things. The bondage."

"I don't know enough about it? I am not loyal to anyone. It is Tianlong Temple, Chu Lie Wang or Nanyue King. I came to Wuzhou and it was my own choice. Of course, I did not forget the name Zhaoqing. I will double my return."

Li Qingshan resumed his lazy posture, caressing the long hair of Xiaoan seaweed, and the smooth and smooth touch is very comfortable.

"Then I can say, only to leave." Yan Liangmu got up. Archer.

"Please!" Li Qingshan waved his hand and thought about it. He took out another jar of wine and threw it to Yan Liangmu: "On behalf of me, I would like to say hello to the state animal husbandry. If there is a chance, I will go to the fog city to visit."

Yan Liangmu stunned again, only thinking that he was acting, and every time he was surprised. It's hard to guess, probably genius has a bit of quirks. I forgot that I was also known as a genius in southern Xinjiang.

Yan Liangmu took the wine and hurried away, returning to Wanduo and the city of Wudu.

Peng Jingzhen originally stayed for the sake of ruining good wood, but the result was not plugged in at all, but after seeing a good show, I felt very satisfied.

"You are very proud of your friends, and you will admire them!" Peng Jingyi admitted that he did not have this courage. After rejecting the South Vietnamese King, he could still be calm.

"However, it refused the refusal, and there is nothing to be said." Li Qingshan said.

"But I am somewhat puzzled. Why do the Taoist friends say so absolutely, and leave no room for change?"

Peng Jingzhen thought that Li Qingshan did not categorically reject the request of Nanhai Jiange, but also left a glimmer of hope. He was jealous of the South China Sea swords. At present, it seems that this is not the case. Even the people of Nanyue Wangfu are not on the mind. I will be afraid of him in the South China Sea.

"Don't be the king of the South Vietnamese princes." If I promised, I will go to Wuducheng to accept the appointment. When I don't offer a few names, I can spare me, and I want to refuse, but I can't help myself. Finally, It’s not unreasonable, it’s lost and lost, it’s being scorned by 'Qingzhou’, and it’s not trusted by 'Fuzhou’, or it has to make a choice.”

Li Qingshan shook his head in disapproval. Many times, he didn't want to decide, but a lot of things. If you step back, you can only step back and retreat. If you retreat, the result will be worse. It is better to move forward in the beginning. Take a road.

"It turns out!"

Peng Jing suddenly realized, and sighed again. This simple truth, he should not have thought of it, but the power of the Yue Wang House is too deep, people can not help but want to escape.

Also asked: "I don't know when friends will travel to the South China Sea?"

Li Qingshan touched Xiao'an's head: "When she wants to go, I will let your brother tell you."

"I have a word of persuasion, this is good wood, called the prince, it is a villain, go back and decide to move the right and wrong, let Wanduo teach and Yue Wangfu and the Taoist friend to embarrassed, it is better to avoid the limelight, the South China Sea is vast, and there is casual Looking for a place, even the Yue Wangfu is too far off."

Peng Jingyan advised, unconsciously, his attitude toward Li Qingshan changed from the initial hostility to admire, but he really did not want to see him fall here.

If the Yue Wang House is really shot, the wind will also burn with the jade. And Li Qingshan went to the South China Sea, and certainly has the place to use the South China Sea sword court, there will be a chance to change the wind back.

"Thank you for your kindness. I don't think the state animal husbandry might be so impulsive."

Li Qingshan said, if you are really afraid of danger, then you might as well go back to the Tianlong Temple and go to the South China Sea. What did he come to South Xinjiang?

Peng Jingzheng disapproved, how can he pin his own life on others? With his heart, how can there be such a lucky idea, and I have to persuade a few more words.

"Peng Shidi, you don't have to say it anymore. My king cares about it. You go back and tell the master. You don't have to worry about me. This is my life. In the past, I was eager to break through the three days of robbing, so that the foundation is unstable, the fierceness is too small, now it is just right. Steady cultivation, under the savage Wang Hao, for a period of time, I believe that by the time the time is ripe, there will be a return to the day of the sword."

In the windy road, Li Qingshan can survive under the chase and kill of the Mohai Dragon King. Naturally, there are his means. Besides, there is probably the figure of the big Banyan King behind him.

At the beginning, he was forced to swear a blood swear, and he also counted on the South China Sea swords to come to the rescue. During this time, he followed Li Qingshan to fight in various parts of southern Xinjiang. Instead, he refused to let the teacher’s door come to this for his own sake. Drowning.

For Li Qingshan's character, he also learned a few points. "Even if the master puts the sword on his neck, he probably won't give in. It is still difficult to release the blood oath. He said that he may not let me free, maybe It’s not just a casual statement, I can only wait for this opportunity to appear."

"Yes, brother!"

Peng Jingzheng promised to come down, Yu Feng’s judgment is also his judgment. He returned to the South China Sea sword court and certainly would not recommend strong use for Li Qingshan.

Finally, on Li Qingshan: "I still have a ruthless request, please make sure your friends promise!"

"tell me the story?"

"I want to be a master of my teacher, I want to discuss a wine!" Peng Jingwei said, the light in the middle of the light, the wind slightly dagger.

"Good to say."

......

Wanduo, poison palace, poison heart hall.

A green robe old man sat on the altar, although his face was dry, and his long hair was scattered, but it was black and bright, and his eyes were open and the light was flowing.

Yan Liangmu stood under the altar and reported on the passing of the Savage Mountain. He did not deliberately misinterpret the right and wrong, as Peng’s conjecture guessed, but he described the matter very calmly and calmly, without any hint of his own thoughts.

Wan poisonous ancestors listened to Yan Liangmu and closed his eyes.

The temple was silent, and Yan Liangmu lowered his head deeply. After a moment, the poisonous ancestors suddenly opened their eyes and asked: "He asked you to bring a wine to your father?"

"Yes."

Yan Liangmu stunned. He was so smart. At this moment, his head was a little bit too sharp. He didn’t ask so many important points, but he asked for a jar of wine.

"Only one altar?" asked the poisonous ancestor.

"Yes."

"A good arrogant boy!"

Yan Liangmu is somewhat inexplicable. Li Qingshan has more mad places. He is squatting on this altar wine. I don’t know how to answer it. I only continue to call it.

"You go to the foggy city and return to life!"

......

In the Yue Palace, in a quiet courtyard, under a flower tree. A young man, holding his hand on his cheek, holding a white piece of chess, thinking about the criss-crossing chessboard.

The tree is an apricot tree and the flower is an apricot flower. It is white, red and fragrant.

The breeze came, the flowers fell like snow, and after a while, the board was covered with a thin layer. An apricot-like woman licks her lips.

There are only two of them in the courtyard, but the woman is not one of the players. Of course, it is not the man's pretending to play against himself. On the opposite side of the chessboard, there is a bonsai on the stone bench, a delicate small tree, and the tree is like a dragon. It is in the pots, and it is full of vitality between the squares.

"Wang, Prince Liangmu is back!" The waiter in the palace came to report.

"Xuan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yan Liangmu stepped in, first salute the young man: "Children see the father! ”

This young man is a king of Wuzhou, and he still stares at the chessboard.

Yan Liangmu saluted the bonsai: "Tree King!"

The bonsai was just one of the eucalyptus trees, one of the scorpions of the big banyan tree king. He swayed the gas roots of the black chess pieces and counted as a response.

Yan Liangmu is going to salute the woman. The woman urged: "Don’t be too much, there is something to say, I still have to watch chess!"

Yan Liangmu should be busy, as in the case of Wanduo, describing the passing of the Savage Mountain, but this time, his words have a lot of his own views, and Li Qingshan and Xiao An have carried out various evaluations and analysis. From the various changes in southern Xinjiang, to the situation in Qingzhou and Wuzhou, the content has expanded more than ten times.

The woman showed an impatient look, and the South Vietnamese king still stared at the board until Sha Liangmu finished speaking and turned around:

"He sent me a jar of wine?"