Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 15: The death of witch
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witch put a finger on it and faced a black mist, and there was a lot of grief and pain in the mist.
This is the killer skill of witch, named "Ghost Mist", which gathers the thick Yin Qi resentment qi, which is collected by her in a columbarium on weekdays, buried in the ground to absorb Yin Qi, and will not be used until the critical time. And this ghost fog has no wisdom, only resentment, extremely difficult to control, accidentally backlash.
When I saw Li Qingshan coming today, I opened it hurriedly, but the power of the ghost fog was also extraordinary. Ordinary creatures were trapped by this ghost fog, and immediately fell to the ground without knowing the personnel, and the most sinister thing is that this ghost fog and Ghosts are in between virtual and real, and ordinary people simply cannot see them.
If Li Qingshan had already opened his eyes, this time he said, these days the effect of painstaking cultivation showed that the death of witch in Chapter 15 came out. His body was biased, avoiding the ghost fog, and rushed towards witch.
witch did n’t expect Li Qingshan to be able to see the ghost mist, and he panicked immediately, shaking a copper bell quickly: "Xiao An Xiao An! Come out to grandma and kill him!"
The child named "Xiao An" squatted in the corner, his face full of pain, but he held his head motionless.
Let ’s say it ’s going to be too late, Li Qingshan used "Bull Demon Ground Stamp", his foot stepped on the ground heavily/one after another, leaving a deep footprint, flying up and beheaded.
Cold light appeared, blood splattered, witch grabbed copper bell ’s skinny hands like chicken feet, and was chopped down by Li Qingshan with his wrist.
Lee Qingshan did n’t have time to test the results of his knife. He felt that Yin Qi was coming behind him. The ghost mist smelled the stranger, just like a beast smelling blood, and was rushed up by resentment.
Lee Qingshan did n’t dare to stop and ran forward, but he felt that the ghost fog did n’t catch up, but after listening to the screams behind him, he turned around and saw the ghost fog shrouded in witch, with a grimace Gnawing at her bite.
This change, even Li Qingshan did not expect it.
It turned out that witch lost control of the ghost fog under severe pain and was immediately backlash.
Chapter fifteen: The death of witch has grievances and debts.
The creator of witch, eventually suffers the consequences of one's own action, twisted all over, flesh and blood withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Qingshan looked at the chest, and Haha laughed.
There may have been a trace of pity and sympathy in his heart, which was also forced by him because he felt shameful. In the face of the innocent suffering child, he would like to cry long songs and shed tears. And to such a beastly inferior person, he wants to wipe out all sympathy and laugh in the sky.
The outer courtyard wall was originally full of people, looking towards the house. The villagers were curious, and the three sloppy skins could not stop it. They could only be allowed to do so, but they occupied the best viewing seats at the main entrance.
Seeing Lee Qingshan stepping into the door, flying up and cutting off the hands of witch, and then witch fell to the ground and wailed in pain, and in this cry of wailing, the laughter of Li Qingshan was scared like crazy Won everyone trembling in fear.
Many people were so scared that they fell to the wall. The three sloppy skins also fell on the floor with soft legs. I remembered that I had mocked and abused him, and I felt extremely regretful. Such a character, which one provokes them Up.
Li Qingshan saw the ghost mist gradually disperse. Once resentment qi was released, it would stop. And witch was lying on the ground, dying, he wasn't dead yet, but obviously he wasn't far away. Guess what Cultivation Technique cultivation has had before she can support it.
witch stretched out the remaining chicken paw, and looked at the child in the corner, begging and resenting, shouting: "Xiaoan Xiaoan!"
Xiao An looked at her in a daze and fear, Li Qingshan said: "I will give you a ride!" thick-backed steel blade in his hand plugged down.
Steward Liu and Li Village Chief were rushed to get the news. They were seeing this scene, and it was too late to shout "Let's stay under the sword". witch screamed. They glanced at each other, and each exuded a cold sweat, remembering the witch the other day. It was said that Lee Qingshan's life was about to end soon, and he died today.
I'm more thankful that Li Qingshan wasn't rushed that day, otherwise I can't tell the result.
This is the second killing of Lee Qingshan. Compared to the first panic in the dark, this time is very calm in the broad daylight, and he has made great progress. Even he himself was a little surprised, thinking: " Is it because of "Bull Demon Strong Fist" that evokes the magic in my heart, or is this the way I am? "
in previous life In the modern society that is upside-down, I do n’t know how many people ca n’t stretch their true temperament, they can only follow the current and live in accordance with current events. hot-blooded With Dazhi, he is just one of the many beings, just like ordinary people.
The Life and Death change through the cycle of reincarnation, but aroused the pride in his chest, refused to live this mediocre life, but was forced by the hard life of this small mountain village for fifteen years, and finally got this opportunity Once the courage is released, if there is a madness, it will never converge again.
Li Qingshan converged and smiled, and turned back and said: "The two don't panic, this old thief is guilty of self-incrimination and deserves it, but also you should be fair."
You are in broad daylight, going to the house and killing people, and asking us to do justice. These words only turned around in the hearts of the two, and naturally no one dared to speak.
Suddenly rushed out of the crowd one day, came to Li Qingshan, and thumped three heads, and raised his head: "The man was killed by me, it has nothing to do with Erlang! This old demon caused my family to die, Xiao Mao, Dad has avenged you! "After talking, he was crying and laughing. It was Li Fugui. This big stone, which had been pressed against his chest for many years, suddenly moved away, and he felt as if he was dead.
No one in the village knew Li Fugui ’s experience and could not help but silently.
Only when Steward Liu showed an embarrassed and fearful expression, it was precisely because Li Fugui encountered this accident and borrowed wine to worry about and changed the seller Zhong Liangtian, he was able to achieve the reputation of "Half Village Liu". If Lee Qingshan suspected that he colluded with witch, then why? Not bad.
Li Qingshan said: "I do everything by myself. If you need to come to the top tank, please follow me!" He greeted the three poppies and several prestigious old mans in the village and came to the backyard of witch .
Lee Qingshan turned back to nodded under the eaves. Others followed his gaze, but it was empty. Xiao An was hiding in the shadow, pointing to an empty space.
At the order of Lee Qingshan, the three Sippy began to dig the ground. Under the gaze of Lee Qingshan, one by one worked hard and did not dare to be lazy. After a while, he dug a big pit and dug out. A skeleton.
Li Qingshan went down to collect the skeleton, looked back under the eaves, and ordered: "Continue to dig!" This is not Xiao An's skeleton.
Under Xiao’an ’s instructions, Li Qingshan made a few more excavations, and several skeletons were dug out. The people around him all looked horrified. How could they be buried in the backyard of witch? The bones, and each one, resembles the bones of a child.
Li Qingshan was also a little surprised, and his face became more and more heavy. He knew that this was the victim of witch ’s evil practice. The ghost mist he saw that was full of resentment qi must have come from this, only hate to let that old The thief died too happy.
At this time, I only heard the sound of “Ding”, as if something was encountered, and carefully digged it out, but it was a Porcelain Jar, tightly sealed.
Don't wait for Lee Qingshan to stop, three splashy skins rushed to open the Porcelain Jar, a small black rushed out, afraid of the sun, and drilled into a splashy nose and mouth.
The splashy skin shuddered and fell to the ground, passing out to death. After a while, Kung Fu disappeared.
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