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Li Qingshan smiled: "Why, I haven't seen you for a few years, so I don't know each other?"

It is indeed difficult for Huang Yihu to connect the "immortal" in front of him with the peasant boy, his knowledge is wider than that of ordinary people, but he has never seen such a flyer!

But after two or three years of not seeing him, his already tall muscles and bones have been completely stretched, with wide shoulders and long arms, a majestic body, and an invisible sense of oppression when sitting on the clouds. (The fastest update speed is in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info) Although the contours of the face have not changed much, the temperament of the whole person is definitely like two people.

Outside Zhuangzi, many sergeants lost their weapons and bowed their heads, and the hunters in Zhuangzi, although they almost recognized Li Qingshan, couldn't believe their eyes at this time.

Li Qingshan glanced at the few masters outside the village who were in a daze, and asked, "What's going on?"

Huang Yihu smiled bitterly, put down the big bow, and talked about what happened.

It turned out that not long after Ye Dachuan left, a new county order was sent, this time it was not Ye Dachuan's kind of relation, but a Confucian student from the academy, and in just one or two years, he took care of Qingyang County and became the emperor of the soil. The stubborn forces of the "old era" such as Lemazhuang, as well as the name of the style that provokes the authority of the county government, have become "nail households" that focus on governance.

"Qingshan, you must help me this time, you are also half of Lemazhuang's people. Seeing that Li Qingshan did not put on the shelf of a cultivator, Huang Yihu knew that his mind had not changed, so he pleaded.

Li Qingshan remembered this stubble and said with a smile: "At that time, I entered Lemazhuang, but I entered the tiger's den in Longtan. You are now a first-class master, why do you still stay in this Zhuangzi? I remember you said at the beginning that you still want to venture again. ”

Although the current yellow sick tiger is still called the sick tiger, his face is ruddy and energetic, obviously those ginseng wine has played a great role, and he has cultivated his internal strength. He has been promoted to the realm of a first-class master.

Huang Yihu glanced back at Zhuangzi: "The new county order is aggressive, how can I just leave?"

Li Qingshan patted him on the shoulder: "Is there any wine?"

Huang Yihu's face was overjoyed, and he turned his head to Zhuang Zhong and shouted, "Bring the wine!"

A jar of wine was served. The two of them drank on the watchtower, and sure enough, it didn't take long. When the new county order got the news, he rushed over, not riding a horse or sitting in a sedan chair, but performing light skills and floating in. In these years, scholars are not synonymous with weakness, and internal swordsmanship is a compulsory subject.

The new county commander is not very old, and when he saw Li Qingshan, his face changed, although he was also a first-class master. But his knowledge is one level higher than that of Huang Yihu, and his heart is awe-inspiring, a high-level qi refiner, and his attitude immediately became very respectful, and he heard about his identity as an eagle wolf guard. Be even more careful.

Li Qingshan also did not favor Huang Sickhu, asked the county order to come up, mediated for the two, asked the county order to stop the sword soldiers, and asked Huang Sickhu to change the name of Lemazhuang, a big tree, to avoid needless killing.

How dare the two not be mediated. Immediately shook hands and made peace.

After Li Qingshan drank, he patted Huang Yihu on the shoulder: "How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch, Brother Huang should find another way to make a living!"

Huang Yihu looked at it and blurted out: "Xiantian Dan!" Before he could say thanks, the clouds had already crossed the mountain and were nowhere to be found.

......

When the spring flowers bloomed, Xiao An stood up from the cave and walked towards the skylight, letting the roaring thunder tear his clothes, peel off the flesh and blood, the blood boiled in an instant, and most of the body of Tianxiang Guoshi had turned into charcoal, and then turned into ashes, and in the end, only a white bone remained.

She walked slowly, but she didn't stop taking a step, and the terrifying catastrophe didn't let her waver in the slightest. Because, he's waiting for her outside! Can't be left behind by him! Be with him forever!

With this intention in mind, she finally walked out of the cave, Li Qingshan was standing on the water, looking up to observe the shape of a cloud, turning her head and smiling, putting a wild flower that had been folded out of nowhere, on her hand that had become a dry bone, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

Flowers wither, smiles bloom.

......

On Qingteng Mountain, after more than two years of development, it has finally recovered a little bit of meteorology.

In the particularly dark hall at the top of Qingteng Mountain, the old men of the three mountains sat opposite each other.

The eyebrows and mustaches of the old man Qingteng became more and more messy, mixed together, like a mess, and the two wise eyes faintly revealed worry.

The miserable white face of the lonely grave old man was faintly blue. The old man of the golden rooster is still dressed in gorgeous clothes, but he lacks a rooster-like high-spirited momentum.

The three of them got together rarely, because in recent days, they all felt uneasy, although they didn't know the art of divination, but as long as they were foundation building monks, they could communicate with the aura of heaven and earth. And people are old and fine, and they have experienced many ups and downs. They believe that this uneasiness is no coincidence.

After being silent for a long time, the old man Qingteng said: "I'm only afraid that it is revenge from the underground? ”

The old man said: "What? The three of us are so old, because there is something wrong in our hearts, we have to ask for help from the Demon Alliance, and if we can't say it, we are afraid that we will laugh to death!"

The old man in the lonely grave rarely spoke: "It's okay." At this time, even the old man of the golden rooster shut up, and after a while, he asked, "What do you really feel?"

The old man said, "Death." ”

The hall was even more quiet and terrifying, and the old man said: "Don't worry, up and down this Qingteng Mountain, I have already laid out a heavy magic array, even if it is a fly, it can't fly in...... his face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone touched the circle and was blocked. ”

After a moment of silence, the old man Qingteng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that he has retreated." ”

Before the words fell, the old man listened attentively: "Is there any sound?"

The old man of Qingteng stared, and sure enough, he heard a soft sound, not a bird or an insect, the three of them sensed the surroundings, but they couldn't find the source of the sound, but the sound was clearly getting louder and louder.

The dust on the ground cheered, and the turquoise tea in the tea cup rippled slightly.

"It's down there!"

The three of them jumped to their feet and looked down.

The old man said: "Impossible, there is also a magic circle shrouded below, the rock is as solid as gold and iron, it is impossible for anyone to pass through from below." In the skeptical and worried eyes of the other two old men, he added: "Neither can youkai!"

And the shaking grew louder and closer.

Somewhere on the floor, a hole suddenly appeared, the earth and stone twisted around, as if squeezed out by an invisible force, and a large pink millipede crawled out of the hole, crackling around the entrance of the hole, as if waiting, and as if urging, sensing the breath of the old man of the three mountains, directly formed a ball.

The nightmare of the past seemed to be resurrected all of a sudden, and the old man of the golden rooster lost his voice and said: "It's not dead yet!"

The old man Qingteng didn't look good, yes, although it was much smaller, but this was definitely the demon general they set up a trap to besiege. (To be continued)

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