MTL - Legend of the Great Saint-v14 Chapter 28 Old department

Vientiane

Since the return of Hai Qingzun to Li Qingshan as a traitor, it has been two days since it was like a huge stone thrown into the water, causing a storm, but it has finally calmed down.

Legends are just legends. The days are always going to continue. The world is always concerned about themselves, even if it is just a small thing of chicken "hair" and garlic, it is also a matter of life and death of others.

Vientiane City resumed its prosperous past, the gambling gambling, the wine-selling wine, the practice of the practice, the drill camp of the drill.

Gradually, the name Li Qingshan is no longer a taboo, but it has become a talk in the streets.

A small restaurant in a remote location -

"You said that Li Qingshan did not do well with the good Master Vientiane, why did he defect to the magic field?"

"You don't know this, then Li Qingshan is the "traitor" sent by the demon domain. It hides the true cultivation. The mystery of the Vientiane robbing the "Wanxiang Tianshu" has become a master and has gained a lot. Rolling the Bible, naturally fled back to the magic field."

"How is this possible!" "No!" "Jokes! If Li Qingshan hides his cultivation, can he win the return to the sea?"

The audience around them were either taken aback, or they were suspicious or retorted.

But in the corner of the restaurant, there are also a few man of solemnity, silently holding the bowl of wine in his hand.

One of the men with wide ears and black eyes was stunned. The face was darker and he stood up. The man sitting on his right hand immediately grasped his wrist, his body swayed, his **** fell again, the two nostrils sighed, and a bowl of bowls screamed.

"Oh, if Li Qingshan does not hide the real cultivation, how can he be a monk from a Yuanying monk in such a short period of time?"

The man smiled a little, and a pair of 'you are really short-sighted', although he is only a foundation-based monk, there is still a distance from the second day of robbery, but there is a kind of world in the words and everything in my grasp. Self-confidence.

"And those demons didn't come late, but Li Qingshan made a big attack. As far as I know, half of the true disciples are folded outside of Heiyuncheng! And that Li Qingshan is extremely mean, just entering the city. Destroyed the transmission array in the city, almost everyone was killed in the city!"

When this statement came out, everyone in the heart had already believed in eight points. Only in this way, Li Qingshan’s cultivation is justified. Many people have begun to grieve Li Qingshan’s “human traitor”.

Even the people who started to refute, the voice was weaker, and whispered: "How do I hear that it is because Li Qingshan "forced" to retreat into the incarnation of the demon, only to hold the black cloud city."

"Oh, do you believe it? A Yangshen monk who has just spent five days of robbery, "forced to retreat the demon?" He sneered a smile: "Don't forget, Li Qingshan relied on this battle to stabilize the master. Bit!"

This inference is so reasonable and reasonable, I am afraid that Li Qingshan himself is not good to refute it!

Everyone has clearly outlined the action track of Li Qingshan in his head. He is completely convinced that Li Qingshan is the undercover sent by the demon domain. There is a roar in the restaurant. They are red-faced and gnashing their teeth. They simply want to slay the "damn person" Knife smashed, cramped suede.

"Let your mother's fart!"

Suddenly violently screamed, the man in the corner of the restaurant, who had wide ears and black eyes, smashed the bowl of wine and slammed it into the nonsense refiner.

The person sitting with him quickly stood up, but it was too late to stop him, and everyone had an indignant color on his face, and he did not want to stop.

Perhaps they don't know how to be broad-minded. They spend the rest of their lives in addition to farming in their hometowns.

But in the battle of Heiyuncheng, they were all real witnesses. It is clear that Li Qingshan ruined the transmission hall, not to kill everyone in the city, but to force them to force those high-spirited disciples. Coexist with them!

It was even witnessed how Li Qingshan took the lead and fought **** battles and killed a wave of demons. In the end, he battled with the devil incarnation, and he broke his bones and died!

These, they not only saw, heard, but also clearly felt.

Because at that moment, they fought side by side with Li Qingshan!

Li Qingshan did not defeat the army of the people by their own efforts, and they held the city of Heiyun, but they relied on their strength.

This is Li Qingshan told them after the war because they are not willing to accept Li Qingshan's extra reward.

Yesterday they were recalled from the army. They listened to countless people’s insults against Li Qingshan, "people", "traitors" and "traitors". They all endured. After all, they are only the lowest-level disciples. Even the disciples are not counted. They are just "waiters." They don't understand what happened, and they can't do the Lord of Vientiane.

However, when they hear people turn black and white and distort the facts, they can no longer bear it.

Because that battle is the greatest pride in their hearts!

The high-ranking monk was proud of his clever mind. A fierce killing came from behind, and he was in a stiff, cold hair. He couldn’t respond any time, and he pressed it hard in his head. On, suddenly pressed down.

With a slamming, the table crashed into the table, the cup and the plate ruptured and splashed, and the slamming sound slammed into the floor tiles, and the sag broke a large piece.

The black-faced man still refused to let go, and the five fingers were to crush his head. His eyes were red and the face was fierce, and the people around him were scared off.

In the battle of Heiyuncheng, he died three times and died three times. The war was eternal, and he had the blood of Ashura. He also received the triple reward of the Heavenly Palace, the Vientiane and Li Qingshan. Base success.

The one who pressed under his hand, although he was also a base monk, had never experienced a real fight except for the test between the same door. Under the strong murderous force, the ability to fight the law was all lost. The Java State is just an instinctive twisting struggle.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!?" His voice was twisted and twisted by fear, like a pig to be slaughtered, and there was no such thing as a grandiose.

"Dry mother!" The black-faced man swayed his fist and screamed, but did not use much power, just venting his heart.

In the restaurant, I was exclaimed, and said: "Stop, don't fight, you are so courageous, you can't use force in the city of Vientiane!" Some shouted: "Come on, please go to the inspector!"

Several other companions, unconsciously, stepped forward in a circle.

At this moment, a black man with a hand in axe broke into the restaurant and shouted: "Give me a hand!"

"The procurator is here!"

The inspector is affiliated with the Law Department's Inspectorate Department ~www.novelbuddy.com~ responsible for maintaining the city's law and order, all dressed in black, hand-held axe, not for fighting, just to be eye-catching. After all, in this Vientiane City, no one really dares to resist violence.

The mans looked at each other and said: "Come on!" This came together and pulled the black-faced man.

The shackled, full-faced bas-relief monk, as if he had seen a relative, rushed to the inspector: "Adults, they want to kill me! All for the **** person of Li Qingshan, traitor, right, catch Live them, they are all the traitors of the magic domain!"

The patrol officer did not pay attention to him. He only looked at the men and reported several names: "Tong Dagong, Jiang Xing, Li Xin...The cold brother has a request!"

A few people sank in the heart, "Cold Brother" is one of the true disciples, the Secretary of the Law Department, Leng Yuan, they were called from the army by the Law Department.

The black-faced man named Tong Dagong, at this time, he did not fade in the red mans, and his face was horizontal, and the hard state said: "Please do us?"

The patrol officer frowned and looked at him deeply: "Draw a line with Li Qingshan!"