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The Tibetan master also showed a little respect. Many mountain villages are the same as Sanwangzhuang, and the hunter village is even more so. After all, hunters are much easier than hunting beasts. When encountering a single traveler, he shot to death with an arrow. Things are so easy.
Since Huang Binghu led Le Ma Zhuang, the village has been strictly restrained, and there has never been such a thing.
On the mountain road, Qing Niu said to Li Qingshan: "You gave that bottle of spirit wine. There is a spirit ginseng. At least two people have seen it through."
Li Qingshan said: "I know!"
"They are likely to violently attack and leave you in Le Marzhuang forever."
"I also know." Li Qingshan was a man of two generations, not a really ignorant teenager who was not really a teenager. He also knew the many dark sides of human nature.
"But I'm willing to take this risk and live a lifetime. If I'm always cautious, I don't believe in others, I don't believe in myself, what's the fun even if I develop a supernatural power?"
He already had some estimates of his own strength, and he was confident that even in the worst case, he could rush out. And he believes that his own strength has a deterrent effect on others.
"While enthusiastically inviting, while quietly pressing the sword, is this considered mature?"
Li Qingshan felt a little sigh in his heart, and stroked the Huaimu sign with the word "Nan'an" on his waist. However, there are always people in the world who can believe wholeheartedly, um, ghosts.
Walking slowly along the rugged mountain road, the mountains are like fire, red, yellow, and green, and they are really beautiful.
Li Qingshan took out the bamboo flute again, played it, and the loud flute sounded around the autumn mountains.
"Can't you find it?" The young man who was regarded as the "Young Master" by the swordsmen asked a little anxiously. He has led people to search on Bai Lao Peak for many days, and even expanded the scope of the search, but he did not see the shadow of the ginseng.
"Young Master, we have brought people to level Sanwangzhuang, and the Lingshen is definitely not in Sanwangzhuang. They said that Lemazhuang must have been able to go, should I level Lemazhuang by the way," a swordsman said.
"Hmph, they have a big feud with Lemazhuang, of course, they thought I didn't know, Lemazhuang withdrew down the mountain on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and then went to autumn hunting to the north. Lemazhuang is not like the hillbilly gang in Wangzhuang, Huang Binghu's archery skills were also well-known in the arena at the beginning. Don't provoke him if you don't have a last resort."
Strong bows and crossbows, no one in the world dare to be scornful, and a volley of arrows, even the first-class masters will suffer.
"Young Master Wise, it seems that I can only wait until the full moon night."
The young master was also a little proud, and suddenly his ears moved, "What is that sound?"
"It sounds like a flute."
"The sound of flute? The only two Zhuangzis closest to here are Shenwang Lema, let's go take a look."
Qing Niu suddenly stopped, and Li Qingshan saw it beyond others. More than a dozen human figures, lightly stepping on the treetop rocks, swept over from a distance, all with swords in their graceful postures.
"Is this light work?" Li Qingshan exclaimed, and immediately remembered the person Xiao An had said, raising his vigilance in his heart, but there should be some distance from Bai Lao Peak.
The young master came to Li Qingshan first, and his men behind him suddenly praised: "The young master is so light!"
Li Qingshan saw that the young master had red lips and white teeth and a handsome face. After being praised by his subordinates, his face was full of arrogant smiles. Apart from making the sword's hand a little cocoon, he was raising him like a noble boy.
He looked at the young master, but the young master didn't look at him, and glanced at him lightly: "Are you from Lema Village?"
Li Qingshan said: "Exactly, it's not yours?"
"Why do you deserve to ask our young master's name?" A tall and thin swordsman with a blue complexion saw Li Qingshan still sitting on the cow with a sword light, and stabbed him at the door with a "fairy man's guide": "Give me Come down!" He deliberately wanted to startle him and make an ugly gesture.
Li Qingshan's face became cold, and his figure turned slightly. When the sword was recruited, his eyes flashed, and he quickly reached out and twisted the blade of the sword.
The tall thin sword hand snorted coldly in his heart: "How dare you come to take my sword, this is a stainless steel sword distributed by the door, just turn the blade of the sword, and cut off your palm."
But when he turned hard, instead of achieving what he wanted, he twisted a stainless steel sword like a twist. The blade was still held in his hand by Li Qingshan, and his arm strength was no match for the power of Li Qingshan's fingers.
Li Qingshan was furious and had no grievances or grudges against each other, and if they didn't agree with each other, they wanted people to be disabled for life. These people in the rivers and lakes are simply too vicious.
With a sound of "Beng", the blade broke off, and the tall thin swordsman's expression was pale. His sword was broken by an unknown kid. If he could bear this breath, he would take the broken sword and attack him.
The young master rebuked: "Chi Da, go down, you are not good at learning, don't lose the face of our Longmen Sword Sect."
"Yes, damn your subordinates, you will bring the crime to Xingtang when you go back." The tall and thin swordsman named Chi Da did not dare to disobey, and stepped back, but gave Li Qingshan a vicious look.
The young master said with great interest: "I didn't expect that in this deep mountain, I would still meet a foreign master, but I am qualified to know the name of this young man. Listen well, I am Yang Jun of the Longmen Sword Sect."
Li Qingshan shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
"The villager is lonely and ignorant. The swords of our Longmen Sword Sect can't be broken by others. I don't make it difficult for you. Leave only one hand!"
"I don't know which hand you want?" Li Qingshan's chest was full of anger, and he really wanted to kill Yang Jun with a knife. Originally in his imagination, even if a martial artist could not be a chivalrous man, he should have some cultivation. Now it seems that , But it was wrong.
The good and evil of human nature depends on one thought. When a person has the power to play other people's lives between applause, there are several people who can maintain the so-called human nature and do not take, take, and do whatever they want.
But this group of people is not comparable to the group of ginseng collectors who have practiced superficial martial arts, but the real martial arts. Niu Demon leather can block the fist, but cannot block the steel sword poured by internal force, and they all have light skills, even if it is not easy to escape.
Yang Jun said, "But depending on your young age, you can cultivate to this level of external skills, and your qualifications are acceptable, so it's a shame. It's a pity that you should be a servant for me!"
This is his real goal, because most of the people who practice Kungfu outside the home are honest and loyal. Therefore, many masters of the world, the servants around are masters from outsiders.
He has always wanted to be arty and recruit a character like this. He was delighted when he saw Li Qingshan. Isn't this what he was looking for? Beat and beat now, and in the future, with a little bit of sweetness, you will be able to cultivate a loyal dog.
"Young Master, no!" Chi Da quickly persuaded him. If this kid really becomes the Young Master's servant, his status will rise.
Yang Jun glared at him, and he immediately didn't dare to say more.
Another swordsman said: "Hurry up and promise. Our Longmen Sword Sect, Megatron Qingyang City, even if we want to be a handyman disciple, it is not easy. Now it is the young master to promote you and let you reach the sky in one step."
"I, Li Qingshan, won't be anyone's slave!" Li Qingshan said word by word. He comes from another world. He has the same love and hatred as people in this world, but one thing is different. He has no loyalty, he will not be loyal to anyone, no matter how humane, righteous, noble or terribly powerful that person is.
He might chase that person and make friends with that person, but he will never be loyal to him. What's more, he is a boy like Yang Jun. Although he has no experience in walking the rivers and lakes, it can be seen that Yang Jun's martial arts is in This group of people is not outstanding, it is only because of the identity of the young master that they are embraced by the front and back. PS: There are no outbreaks! Are there any tickets
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