"Cunning old guy!" Li Qingshan cursed in his heart. In this way, if he wants to get this position, he must defeat two powerful demon generals one after another, but Long Snail can stay out of the matter. If he fails, the blood shadow and the strong stone will obviously disagree with each other, and it is estimated that the victory will be difficult to distinguish in terms of strength. At that time, he said that he had to let Long Snail come forward to preside over the situation.
"Okay, it's so decided. Beiyue, when do you plan to proceed?" The Queen Luosi pursed her lips, always interested in disputes.
"Within three days, I will meet the Lord Spider Queen, and fight the two'predecessors'!" Li Qingshan gave his hand, and after some trials, it was basically confirmed that the Rose Queen Spider is the extreme master of the monster race. The war faction will not take into account the alliance of the kings and surrender themselves.
Of course, the final decision is still in the hands of the Mohai Dragon King who rules the entire Qingzhou monster world, but everyone must see clearly that war is inevitable, and the chance of Mohai Dragon King coming to the battle is so small that it cannot happen.
Qiang Shi's face was full of excitement, blood-shadow eyes were gloomy, Li Qingshan's mouth was slightly hooked, and three powerful demon generals fought fiercely, deflected away, and left.
Leaving the throne hall, returning to the city of Spidershadow Clan, on a high terrace, Li Qingshan overlooks the entire Spiderweb City.
"Master Beiyue, how sure do you feel?" Ye Mingzhu tentatively asked.
"Fifty percent." Li Qingshan is neither arrogant nor arrogant, but also shows a kind of transcendent self-confidence: "If you are willing to help, maybe you can add another ten or two percent."
"I will satisfy Lord Beiyue!" Ye Mingzhu lowered her head slightly. The odds of winning were already amazingly high.
"If my ambition is realized, what will be the difficulty of your ambition?"
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"Old man, your little brother, it's really troublesome! This time I can't help it." In Ruyi County, Gu Yanying held the Molong Talisman in her hand and said helplessly.
After receiving the news from Qingteng Mountain, she wished she could catch Li Qingshan immediately, stuck her neck and asked him what was going on. Is it true that what she said was something she was talking about
Molong coiled a few times, then uttered a word: "Then fight!"
Gu Yanying's expression was shocked, Mohai Dragon King's words were better than ordinary people's 10,000 words, and in a word, it determined the general trend of the entire Qingzhou, and even the direction of the world.
"The peace of thousands of years will finally be broken?"
"Within the scope of Qinghe Mansion, the second Heavenly Tribulation Cultivation is the following."
"What! Why?" In the spiderweb city, there was also a black dragon that was like a cloud and ink, flying around and giving orders from the Mohai Dragon King. Rose Spider was happy and then angry, and the long-awaited war finally began, but was restricted from taking action.
"Learn to use your subordinates!" After Xiaolong said these words, he spread out without a trace.
At the same time, Fu Qingjin received an order from the Tibetan Sword Palace. From today onwards, he will be solely responsible for the Zhuyao League of Qinghe Mansion. He can make any shots within the Qinghe Mansion, as long as he doesn't go too deep underground to reach that name. Because of the existence of Spiderweb City, the Queen Luosi would not attack him. But at the same time, he will not receive any assistance from the Golden Core monks.
Unanimously thinking and sighing, are you planning to use these three thousand miles of Qinghe Mansion as a chessboard
Qinghe Mansion seems to be the epitome of Qingzhou, and the entanglement of the three forces is almost the same.
No one knows what kind of tacit understanding the above figures have reached and decided to start such a chess game. Is it to conduct exercises for future wars? Or should we use cruel fighting to alert those militants? Or in other words, it's just a game in their long lives! A bet!
Gu Yanying put away the Molong Talisman, is it my job not to disturb this game? Everyone can say that it's just that the old man in Songtao Academy is very stubborn and wants him to stop, only one person can do it.
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The strong wind is blowing, and the pine waves are undulating.
The strong wind swept the rain and fog, rolling over the pine waves like a cloud of smoke, swimming among the mountains, and colliding in front of a large mountain. I saw the towering buildings on the mountain, and the four large characters with iron paintings and silver hooks on the door door are the famous Songtao Academy.
The sound of reading came to my ears, and he passed through the autumn rain and ascended into the sky.
A sword light descended from the sky and came outside a thatched hut in the back mountain. A black-faced scholar returned his sword to its sheath, and was the foundation-building monk who had survived the catastrophe. The hut in front of me is so simple, even mortals would think it is too dilapidated.
But the black-faced scholar showed a respectful attitude, straightened his clothes, and said, "Master."
The wooden door was open, and a figure was writing at the desk from the back, his thin body supporting the robe, looked particularly spacious. On the ground behind him, there were many bottles and cans that were used to collect rainwater seeping from the hut.
"Junior Brother Jiang is dead." The black face scholar looked angry. After receiving Jiang Shancheng's distress message, he immediately went to the rescue, but he didn't expect the result to be like this. Not only did people die, but they also lost the Flying Dragon Ship, which was extremely important to Songtao Academy.
After listening to what happened, the old man just finished writing a word, waved his big sleeve, and a long sword hung on the wall. It flew in his hand and the scabbard was long, but it was simple and simple, just like his people.
He walked out the door step by step, his aura becoming more and more vigorous, propped up the large robe, propped up the shabby hut, propped up the Songtao Academy, and filled the whole world.
The wrinkled face was serious and almost dull. Sparse white beard, fluttering slightly. From the perspective of a mortal, he was just a thin old man, but his body was full of tolerance that mortals could not imagine, and he was fearless.
It is the head of Songtao Academy-Wenzheng's name.
"I'll go and return."
"Brother Wen, please stay."
At this moment, a man walked in the rain and looked at him at first glance. He was only twenty years old, but he seemed to have the vicissitudes of a hundred-year-old man. He wore a crown and purple clothes, and his delicate face was always It looks cold and indifferent, with a smile that is not a smile.
Wen Zhengming really stopped, frowning and said: "How can the prefect, Yaxing come to my barren mountain hut?"
"I didn't want to come to your barren mountain hut, to bother with your old man." The visitor was the prefect of Ruyi County, hereditary Ruyihou.
"Master Gu asked you to be a lobbyist?"
"If you want to avenge your disciple, you will have a chance sooner or later, but not now. This is not a persuasion, but an order!"
Confucianism is unyielding, the poor and the poor, the rich and the rich are not prostitious. Even if Gu Yanying is close to him, it is difficult to prevent Wen Zheng from avenging his disciples. But Ruyihou is the orthodox of Ruyi County. His decree, unless it is a big rebellion, is difficult for any Confucian to disobey. It is not impossible but unwilling.
With a few words, Wen Zhengming went back to the house to write and write quickly, with the sword hanging from his waist, not wanting to take it off.
Above the sky, Gu Yanying said to Ruyihou, "Thank you."
"I will do my best to satisfy your request." Ruyihou's expression was no longer cold, and her smile was gentle as water, staring at her face.
Gu Yanying turned a blind eye to this gaze, smiling and thinking:
The chess game has been laid out, where are the chess pieces
Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, are you a pawn with no return, or a general who leads the army
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On the rippling lake, Li Qingshan has confirmed several times that there is indeed no warning signal from the spirit turtle demon pill, before sneaking into the dragon snake lake, and handing the treasure bag of the old man Qingteng and Jiang Shan to his true self.
After crossing the dragon and snake formation and returning to Yunxu Island, Han Qiongzhi had already left, leaving him a note.
"Pharaoh asked me to go back to be the chief disciple of the Fa School."
Li Qingshan put down the note and turned his face away, only to see a petite figure in a sash, holding on to Xiuzhu, looking at him from a distance.
Li Qingshan said in surprise: "Xiao'an, come here, there are good things for you to see."
Xiao An didn't fly over as usual, Li Qingshan felt soft in his heart, walked over and knelt down and touched her head: "What, angry?"
"Yeah." Xiao An nodded obediently.
"It's all my fault, please forgive Mr. An!" Li Qingshan smiled and hugged her, apologizing and petting.
"Do you not want me anymore?" Xiao An put his arms around his neck and said in a very soft voice.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't want anyone or you!" Her immature voice made Li Qingshan's heart hurt.
"Then why don't you keep coming to me, I don't dare to disturb you." Xiao'an frowned slightly, like Qiushui.
"I promise, it won't happen in the future!" Li Qingshan looked at Xiao An's clear and dark eyes. When he was with her, there was no lingering lust like Han Qiongzhi, but there was an indescribable peace and tranquility, a sense of home.
I once said that everywhere in this body is hometown. In fact, this is not the case. Wherever she is, it is hometown. Maybe not always remember, but never forget.
"Come on, kiss!"
Xiao An kissed him heavily, Li Qingshan's face was full of a big smile, and the rain couldn't stop it. Xiao An was also infected, showing a shy and happy smile.
"Tell you, I've done a big thing recently..." Li Qingshan showed off as he walked into the house. Not so majestic, not so courageous and fearless, at some point he even seemed to be small, greedy and lustful, with many problems, but this is him, and there is no need for the slightest pretense.
After a long absence of conversation, there was a kind of unspeakable ease, no less than sailing through Qingteng Mountain, although Xiao An just listened with a smile. But how many people in the world can find such a listener
Qiu Haitang said that if you love her, you will keep a secret for her forever. This is a good idea, but it ignores the most important point. That is Li Qingshan’s feelings. It is not that she is ignorant. She is just imagining the perfect lover in her heart. Unexpectedly, a monster has the concept of a home.
When deciding to cherish this relationship and stop embarrassing Han Qiongzhi’s secrets, even Li Qingshan didn’t notice the change in his mood, but felt that during this period of time, I ignored Xiao An, it’s really too bad. .