Summoned Beast Invincible

"We would rather die than go to Lingshui!" Lao Mopan clenched his fists hard, punched his thighs twice, and shouted through gritted teeth.

The villagers sitting and lying behind Lao Mopan seemed to be infected at this time and gained courage. Finally, one by one, they recovered from the haze of the "shock" of the sailing event and began to respond one after another.

He and Lao Mopan started shouting, some scolding, some crying, as if they wanted to release all their timidity, fear, and fright through shouting, so the scene soon turned into a bustling vegetable market.

Qihang shook his head and thought, so there is such a connection? It seems that it is a bit inappropriate to let them go to Lingshui, but it is not that serious? Pushing people into the fire pit...Eh?!! Pushing people into the fire pit

Li Tui? How can you talk about this?! My good intentions suddenly turned into donkey liver and lungs? What do I want? I am so difficult to serve, I really don’t care about you uncles! Qihang is indignant

Thinking.

Qi Hang just raised his eyes and glanced at the excited, howling villagers and the rather "tragic" old millstone, and thought to himself, this kind of evil spirit accumulated over the years is indeed not easy to eliminate, hey, what a mess with this kind of people.

It's also a kind of tempering of psychological quality. Just think of it as experience. Oh~~ The world is so wonderful, don't be so irritable, make your body so angry that you have to buy medicine at home!

So Brother Qizi was relieved and looked at everyone "calmly". After they vented for a while, the atmosphere became heated, and then he raised his hand at the right time to signal everyone to calm down.

Qihang said calmly: "How about this? I have some refined weapons, which are as sharp as iron and can be called clay. I can give them to you for self-defense, okay?"

"The magic weapon is just a piece of iron in our hands. What do we need it for?"

"I have half a bucket of gold coins to help you alleviate your hardship. How about I give it to you?"

"Okay...it's good, but it can only solve an urgent need, not a long-term solution, don't let it go!"

"I have magic formations and magic that can improve your combat power and enhance your survivability. How about teaching it to you? Okay?"

"Well... we are all common people, our mental power and elemental sensitivity are pitifully low. What use does this thaumaturgy have for us?"

"I have three volumes of the Heavenly Book. If you study them, you can soar through the clouds and ride on the mist, ascend to the heavens and enter the earth, and transcend life and death. I wonder if you are willing to learn them?"

"Sir, are you kidding?!"

"Of course!" Qihang said angrily. At this moment, Qihang finally understood a little bit how the god named Ancestor Bodhi felt when he wanted to teach the naughty monkey monkey martial arts!

This is so picky. This is not okay, and that is not okay. You really treat me as a grocery store! Qihang could no longer maintain his "peace of mind" and said angrily: "Please remember this

…”

Qi Hang stood up, lifted up the hem of his robe and swung it down hard, snorted coldly and said: "Remember what I said! There has never been a savior in the world, and don't think about relying on gods, human emperors, or aristocratic families.

Strong people, if you want to create your own happiness, you can only rely on yourself!"

"If you can't remember, I can compose these sentences to music for you for free!" Qihang said and turned around to leave, but he did not go out of the village, but towards the village where he and the little succubus made a temporary entrance.

Walk to your residence.

When the villagers saw that Qihang was angry, they were too scared to speak anymore and silently made way for Qihang. Qihang walked through the crowd, singing an exciting song along the way:

"Get up, the blood of those who are suffering all over the world is already boiling~~~"

"There has never been a savior, nor a fairy emperor~~~~"

"Unite together until tomorrow, Intner will definitely achieve success~~~~"

Qihang used the version of "Hometown" by a rock band called Tang Dynasty. The sharp screams made Qihang feel like his vocal cords were torn, but it also made him feel very good. This was a kind of pleasure that touched his soul.

, so after Qihang finished singing, he laughed heartily.

After everyone on the field set sail and left, they surrounded the old Mopan with a roar of coaxing and asked all kinds of questions:

"Lao Mo, what is an eagle or a bear or something like that? Orc? What does this mean, sir?"

"Master Mopan, when people are angry, will they still care about us? What will we do if they don't care about us?"

"Brother Pan, why don't you give me the money? Now this is not a chicken-and-egg fight, there is nothing left!"

"Uncle Mopan, is the magic you said true? Can it really go to heaven and earth? Doesn't that mean you become a god?"

"Uncle Mo, I'm going to keep an eye on him. I can't let him run away..."

Lao Mopan squinted his eyes and frowned. He was facing the direction of departure. He seemed to be listening intently to the tune that he had never heard before and the lyrics that seemed to be a bit rebellious. The wrinkles on his face became much deeper, as if

He looked like he was being plowed by oxen, and turned a deaf ear to the questions of the people around him.

It wasn't until he heard Qi Hang's laughter that Old Mopan sighed, reached into his arms and took out a pipe, and pointed the polished copper smoke pot at the strong man who said he wanted to "keep an eye on Qi Hang"

The boy knocked on the forehead and said: "Little boy, an adult can crush you to death with just a few fingers. In his eyes, you are no better than an ant! Staring at him? Is it useful to stare at him? I want to keep him.

Just stay and leave whenever you want, who dares to stop him?"

The burly boy smiled innocently and said nothing.

Lao Mopan didn't answer the other people's questions at all. He lowered his head and played with the pot of tobacco. He first filled the pot with tobacco, then lit the paper media and took a deep puff on the fire. The pot suddenly filled with tobacco.

When it lit up, Lao Mopan held the gun barrel and slowly blew out a puff of smoke. The smoke dissipated in the air in a moment. Just looking at Lao Mopan's solemn expression, one knew that the confusion in his heart could not be exhaled.

The smoke dissipated together.

Old Mopan took two strong puffs, finished a bag of cigarettes, knocked the pot against the sole of his shoe, looked at the people around him, and said: "It seems that your Excellency will not leave today. Although this man is acting crazy

He's a little old, but he's a good person with a cold face and a warm heart. I have to pester him tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and I have to keep him for a few days no matter what.

If my estimate is correct, the soldiers of the Mi family will come again within the next few days. As long as it is delayed until then, such a big shot will come forward to send them away again. They will know that our place is not easy to deal with in the future.

We can have a period of peace here. Once we get through this period, and once we harvest this season’s crops, life will be easier!”

The old Mopan paused, looked at the sturdy boy and said: "Boy, ask two people to get four bags of grain and give them one share per head. Sir, also go and send a share per head, thousands of grains per head."

You must not give me more. Do you understand? I don’t have to let you understand. Why are you shaking your head? Just do as I say!"

After the old Mopan finished speaking, he separated from everyone and left, and the villagers also dispersed.

Old Mopan was probably partly right, that is, Qihang did indeed stay, and he took the initiative to stay before Lao Mopan could use his water mill skills.

Old Mopan also guessed that he was partly wrong. The Mi family soldiers he had been waiting for had not appeared until the crops were ripe and harvested.

The sailing did not leave. The soldiers did not come. Another bumper harvest was obtained. The villagers were all happy. It seemed that this day was really "better"!

The "baby" came again to deliver food to Qihang and the little succubus. Although Qihang said no need every time, the strong boy always smiled innocently and put the food on his shoulders on the ground. In one word.

He didn't say anything, turned around and ran away. It was useless to say anything, so he had no choice but to leave everything to him.

However, today's "baby" behaved a little differently. He first put half a bag of grain and a packed rabbit into the kitchen, then slowly walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked back, rushing

Qihang, who was "meditating" in the courtyard, bowed deeply, blushed and whispered: "First, sir~~~"

Set sail with five hearts facing the sky, eyes closed, like an old monk meditating in concentration, without any response to the call as thin as a mosquito.

I mustered up the courage to say hello, but was ignored. The boy's face turned even redder, and he saw beads of sweat overflowing on his forehead. Such a strong boy had tears of shame rolling in his eyes.

.

The little succubus was drying the clothes, and when she saw his embarrassment, she burst out laughing. When the kid heard the laughter, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He lowered his head and turned around with a red face, and was about to run away. The little succubus raised his little hand,

The long whip wrapped around the kid. The kid struggled a few times but couldn't get free. Now he was even more ashamed and angry, and his face was so red that he was about to bleed.

The little succubus casually picked up a piece of clothing, rolled it into a ball and threw it towards Qihang. A "master" like the little succubus can actually pick flowers and flying leaves and hurt people, so this contains a hint of darkness.

The ball of Jin'er's clothes hit Qi Hang's forehead, making a "bang" sound, and then the package fell apart and wrapped around Qi Hang's head.

Qihang shouted "Ouch", pushed aside the clothes that blocked his eyes, and said "Murder my husband~~~" before he could shout, he saw the kid tied up with a long whip standing with his face flushed from holding back.

In front of me, the little succubus stood in the distance with a smile like a flower.

Qihang said "Ouch" again, stood up, walked to Zai Zi, and yelled at the little succubus: "Aren't you bullying an honest kid? Let me go quickly!" He held Zai Zi's arms with both hands and said softly.

: "Don't be angry with Sister Bei'er, kid. She's still young and doesn't understand human affairs..."

The little succubus over there withdrew the long whip and shouted: "They have good intentions. If you don't believe me, just ask me! Besides, I am a succubus and I don't understand human affairs. However, if you are talking about some 'human affairs'

, Haha, I know a lot!"

Qihang scolded with a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child! Be careful of my family, I will beat your butt into eight petals!"

It's just that Qihang now has a piece of clothing hanging on his head, and it's a little succubus's close-fitting gown, and he has to scold people with a straight face. This image is really out of rhythm, so the effect is naturally a mess.

The little succubus laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. The kid just glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, Qihang seemed to "remember" that it was unsightly to have a piece of clothing on his head, so he hurriedly took off the clothing, balled it up and threw it at the little succubus, but the clothing fell apart halfway.

If it wasn't for the little succubus' hand disease, it would have to be cleaned again!

When Qihang saw the clothes that were unraveling halfway, his eyes couldn't help but darken, and then he patted Zaizi as if nothing happened and said, "Zaizi, is something wrong?"

Zai Zi smiled and said: "Sir, the harvest is really good. They didn't come. Uncle Mo was right and wrong. It's good now. I'm very happy!"

This naughty boy, with a hammer in the east and an ax in the west, is talking about the Book of Heaven? Qihang was confused when he heard it, but he roughly knew that Zaizi wanted to report some good things to him. So Brother Qizi acted very artificially.

With a very "professional" smile, he said: "Okay, as long as I'm happy, kid, is there anything else?"

Zaizi then blushed and stammered: "Sir, no, no, no!"

"Okay! I understand." Qihang said, smiling and patting Zaizi on the shoulder.

The kid quickly turned around and ran away. When he reached the door, he shouted again: "Thank you, sir!" and ran out without looking back.

Qi Hang looked at Zai Zi's retreating figure. He stood in the courtyard and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. Qi Hang spread his arms wide and looked up at the sky. He only felt that the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. He couldn't help laughing loudly and said: "I

It feels good! What can you do to me?" The laughter was hearty at first, but then it seemed a little lonely and bitter.

The little succubus who was putting on her clothes couldn't help but sigh slightly, and then said to Qihang with a smile: "Since you are so happy today, why not roast a rabbit for you at noon!"

Qihang nodded and said: "Okay, since everyone is so happy, why should I be unhappy? Eat, just roast rabbit, I will do it myself!" (To be continued...)