MTL - Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 22 Mystery of the ginseng
At this time, Li Qingshan's steel knife took another person's life. Although the back also had a knife, the meat was not deep, and the wound contracted, and there was not much blood flowing out.
At the same time, a waist knife slanted into his lower abdomen, and he grasped the blade tightly, and his hand fell to the ground with a fearful head.
That fierce temper is daunting.
Xiao Hei was not very convinced. He only said that Li Qingshan suddenly sneaked on them, and he was looking for an opportunity to find the scene. At this time, the cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Li Qingshan’s knives were exquisite and the killing was fierce, which made him scared.
This beast, not his half-tone hunter can kill, and he was lucky to be in the downtown area, and did not really face Li Qingshan.
In a moment, the seven-person corpse, Li Qingshan smashed the broken steel knife on one knee, wearing more than ten wounds, the clothes were dyed by blood, both others and their own.
Only one of the remaining visitors, his face is full of fear and madness. Although he has done a lot of killing and smashing things, he is bullying good, and he has seen such a terrible killing in his life: "You... ...you are crazy!"
Li Qingshan's look is like a hard bluestone. Between life and death, every stroke of his style is super-level and stimulates the potential of the body. But this is also very labor-intensive, exhausted in a moment.
Was this the road I chose? It’s really full of blood!
The green cow is standing slowly, as if to ask: Do you regret it?
"I killed you!" The enthusiasm rushed up.
There was no strength in the body, the blade fell on the neck, and the cold hair was erected. Li Qingshan said arrogantly: "I don't regret it!" The body swelled, all rushed to the hand, clenched the steel knife, and slashed the knife.
"Break" "Hey!" The bowstring tears the air, and a feather arrow spurts out and nails the last ginseng to the ground.
Li Qingshan looked up, and several strong figures slipped from the mountain wall. It was the hunter of Le Mazhuang. They approached Li Qingshan carefully and slammed forward to grab his limbs.
However, at the moment just before, Li Qingshan exhausted his strength and was carried to the valley.
"Kid, do a good job!" Huang disease tiger put away the big bow, praised, no more words. Waving their hands, the hunters resurfaced on both sides of the valley.
Not much time, the other entrants came to see the body of the companion, and when they saw the ginseng who was crucified on the ground, they suddenly changed their face and shouted: "Rewind! ”
"Let!" Huang Danghu ordered, and the arrows on both sides of the valley fell like rain.
The stalkers suddenly waved their waists, but unless the martial arts were too far apart, they could stop the arrow and scream.
The yellow sick tiger, holding a big bow, stood on a large rock protruding from the ground, specifically killing the entrants who tried to escape. Every arrow must be in the middle, and the arrow is not empty, like a **** of death.
Li Qingshan looked at his body and felt shocked in his heart. On the one hand, it was so easy to be shocked by the battle between the two great Zhuangzi, and on the other hand, it was shocked by the power of the bow and arrow.
He cultivated the bulls and the strong fists. The fastest growing is the strength. If you can open a big bow, you can kill people like dogs.
When Huang Shouhu shot the fifth arrow, the screams had stopped, and only the weak snoring continued.
"Yellow-sick tiger!" A pilgrimage of a thigh that was shot through, screaming.
"It is under!" Huang disease tiger jumped down Gaoyan, Zhang mouth asked: "Where is the ginseng? If you say it out, I will give you a happy!"
"You... how do you know?"
"I am still aware of the things on the edge of the 100,000 mountains. The spirits are in the mountains near Le Mazhuang. Taking food can eliminate all diseases and prolong life. Is it? I thought it was a fake. Yes, but I look at your look and believe it. You want to eat the tiger's mouth, it is too much to do."
"You want to use your mental health to cure your illness, but it is a delusion. You don't even know how to catch the spiritual ginseng. Wait, the Wangzhuang will not give up!"
"Just rely on your broken sand and broken Zhuangzi, and want to compete with Le Mazhuang?"
"Hehehehe, this news spread, I do not know how many strong hands will be brought together in Le Mazhuang."
Huang Shouhu’s face changed slightly: “Are you willing to give it?” Seeing nothing, I waved my hand, and the hunters came forward, killing the undead stalker, then collecting the belongings and lifting them up. Throw into the valley.
In the blink of an eye, the corpses of the land were cleaned up, only the remains of blood, indicating that the battle was fierce, and then wait for a mountain rain to fall, so there is nothing left.
People's lives, at some point, are really scornful like ants.
The eyes of the hunters once again cast their attention to Li Qingshan, which has both admiration and murder.
Li Qingshan himself heard a big secret. The people in Le Mazhuang will never let themselves go. The simplest method is naturally a knife-killing, and they will drop them into the valley together with those who are collecting tourists.
Hateful Green Bull refused to help, let him linger in the life and death, this out of the mountain, he understands that his strength is not the same as before, but also realize that his current weakness, perhaps this is the purpose of the green cow.
Huang disease tiger road: "Can the little brother be willing to take me to Le Ma Zhuang?"
"If I say no?"
"I don't know how to lift!" "Kill him!" The hunters are furious~www.novelbuddy.com~ Huang Danghu puts a hand: "I don't kill innocent people, if you don't want to, leave yourself! I I believe that you are not a lover."
Li Qingshan has never been so on the road. With the arrogance of the other side, it will not be soft to kill people. He may not kill. The hunters of his subordinates are all murderous.
And he also intends to look at the Lema Zhuang, perhaps to learn some means of hunting and archery. Then you can survive independently, without the aid of the green cow, and your own strength can be greatly increased. As for the spiritual ginseng, he did not dare to think more.
"That would be more respectful than death."
Huang disease tiger only showed a smile, and the man sent the ointment and smeared it to Li Qingshan, but found that his wound contracted, no bleeding, and he was amazed.
Li Qingshan reluctantly came to the oxcart, took out the newly bought ginseng, put it in the import and slowly chewed it, and then opened the jar of mud, and poured it into the stomach.
The wine rushed through the ginseng, and a hot air filled the belly, and suddenly felt a lot of spirit, and even more surprised everyone.
Li Qingshan climbed the oxcart and ignored the others and closed his eyes and meditated. The recovery of fatigue and pain is still second, he wants to take this opportunity to sum up the gains and losses of this war.
First of all, we can no longer save the heart of luck. We all hear people say that the rivers and lakes are sinister. Today is a personal experience. If you are not careful, you may lose your life and death. The human life is too scornful in this world. It is impossible to always help someone, and it is impossible to rely on the outbreak. There is no courage to seek self-discipline, this great life must be cherished.
However, in this life-and-death fight, his understanding of "The Bull Magic Boxing" has deepened, and the whole person's spirits have become somewhat different, as if a sword has been honed.
