Legend of the Great Saint

The east is faint, and the sky is bright.

On the sea, where the colors faded, white seagulls flew in groups.

Two rays of light crossed the sky and landed on a small island on the Haiping line.

This is just the most common island in the South China Sea. The only special thing is that there is a volcano on the island.

The volcano is not big, or very small, only two or three hundred feet high, braving a black smoke column, sometimes exploding, causing the entire island to vibrate.

Standing on the white sand beach, looking up at the small volcano, slowly taking off the mask, the look is a bit complicated, as if in a long-term memory, there is unspeakable pain and happiness.

Li Qingshan looked at her quietly.

He asked Xiao An to go back to the Savage Mountain and accompany him to the East. He has been here. Along the way, she did not say a word, he also accompanied the silence.

If you take a deep breath, your smile is a little reluctant. "Follow me? Although there is nothing to see."

Li Qingshan said: "Lead the way ahead."

If the heart goes to the depths of the jungle, Li Qingshan follows, watching her stretch her arms like a child, and the fingertips slide over the trees next to her, and the ordinary ones and leaves seem to record distant memories.

The field of vision suddenly widened, and there was a clear space between the jungles. It is empty land, but there is no tree. In the weeds with deep waist, under the oblique sunlight, there is a log cabin covered with moss, vines entangled, already broken, but still can feel a kind of exquisiteness. The original owner must have lost a lot of thoughts.

Looking back at the heart, it seems to confirm that Li Qingshan is still behind. The look on the face is like a lost child, with incomprehensible weakness and confusion. Li Qingshan was in a tight heart, holding her hand tightly and chilling.

The two walked along the cobblestone path that was submerged by the weeds and came to the front of the hut. The door was locked and rusted, but there was still a magical spell to protect the hut from the beasts.

If you reach out, touch it gently. I screamed. The door lock is broken, the aura flies, the door slams open, and the dusty memory comes over...

If the heart seems to become a jade beauty. Standing in front of the cottage. like a statue.

The cottage is not big. Everything is placed neatly, and the old masters are not rushing, just a journey. I also hope that I will be able to come back one day, but the thick layer of dust, silently, no one has come back.

Li Qingshan wants to stop and say, I don’t know how to be good, I feel more headache than facing the flame giant.

After a long time, I whispered softly: "I am back." Li Qingshan smiled with tears: "It’s not as hard as I thought!"

“Here is it?” Li Qingshan wiped her tears with rough hands, although she wanted to be gentle, but the effect was not so good.

"Don't touch it!" Pushing his hand like a heart: "The place where I was born, that is my home."

"Do you think that I like to touch it? Hard like a stone! Your home is really poor, no wonder you have to leave home and go to Qingzhou to discuss life!"

"Poor your uncle, you know a fart!"

Li Qingshan smiled happily: "As a savage king, I don't know the poor. If you have something to say, hurry and say, I am in a hurry!"

"If you ask me, I won't tell you!" If his heart glanced at him, his eyes became a fiery red color in an instant.

Li Qingshan gave a slight glimpse, and some of them were clear. The slightest unspeakable sighed: "I beg you, if you are a big sister, tell me!"

If you think about it, "Okay, since you ask me this way, it is just a story of old earth. You already know that I am not purely sultry, and half of them are swallowing people. From me, you Don't look at me like this, how do I know what crazy they did at the beginning? It is not easy to produce the descendants of their bloodlines, and it is not easy to give birth to future generations. I don't know what God is playing in the shit, hehe!"

"That said, you are the flower of water and fire I want to find?" Li Qingshan is somewhat clear, and the elixir that reconciles the fire and water, only really comes from her hands. The monks and the swallowing people are innate water spirits and fire spirits. They can reconcile the fire and the fire, and it is almost a miracle.

"Do you have a pit in your head? I told you earlier that the flower of water and fire does not exist. I am a human being, not a flower!" If there is no image of "roaring", I will start a bird.

Li Qingshan touched the nose, the turtle turtle Zhenhai, I forbearance!

If the idiot idiot slammed a pass, he explained: "My mother has found hundreds of submarine volcanoes, and there is no one at all. The legend is fake."

"Your mother has been looking for it?" Li Qingshan was surprised.

"Do you think it is easy to reconcile the fire?" If the heart uses the tone of peace and indifference, telling the distant childhood, the sound can not help but sink.

A long time ago, the child born in this cabin was dying from the day he was born. He was tortured by two kinds of strengths. The cold and fever took turns, almost killing her life.

Perhaps she is not the first hybrid of a swallowing and swearing--in her words, it is a "hybrid" - but none of them can grow up and be known to the world.

Fortunately, her parents are strong enough to reconcile her with time and energy and even life. Whenever a fever breaks out, it **** on the mother's fingertips and feeds on the blood, and vice versa.

"Parents' love is indeed great!" Li Qingshan couldn't help but feel his emotions. "In the spirit of your refining, it won't be..."

"You can call me a mother."

"Go to your uncle!" Li Qingshan suddenly picked up like a heart, laughing: "Good baby! In addition to me, whoever hurts you a hair, I cut his head!"

If the heart is speechless, the mood is inexplicably relaxed.

Li Qingshan said: "Come here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We will clean up here, and tonight, we will comfort your parents in the Spirit of Heaven."

If you are on your stomach, "Are you not in a hurry? Please comfort your uncle!"

After some gags, I finally diluted the sad atmosphere a bit. If I stepped into the house, I packed up, took away the thick dust, and became a living thing.

Li Qingshan did not help, holding his arm against the door frame, and smirked: "Do not say that the body is still quite honest?"

The voice did not fall, a clay pot came over, "You get me out!"

Li Qingshan held his head in one hand and held the clay pot in one hand. He sat on the stone steps in the doorway. The mouth was gently blown, the weeds were disconnected, and the wind flew up to the sky. The courtyard became bright and bright, showing the well and small. In the creek, countless green bugs spread their wings and flew up.

Suddenly his brow wrinkled, he stood up and placed the pottery beside him, feeling a familiar breath:

"What is she doing? (To be continued)