Vol 11 Chapter 97: You are too weak

"What happened to you?" Li Qingshan was amazed. At the beginning, he saved the life of a monk from the hands of the King of Flying Scorpio. At that time, he was grateful to him for a light. How is it now a devil?
"It's all your fault! It's your fault!" A light monk clung to Li Qingshan's wrist.
"What am I doing wrong?" Li Qingshan is more puzzling.
"Why, why do you want to save me!" A lamp monk glared at Li Qingshan, as if looking at the enemy who did not share the heavens, not the savior.
"Your skull is broken!" Li Qingshan opened his hand and looked at the statue of the town.
"You don't save me, flying kings can't escape, there won't be so many people dying..." A monk whispered to himself.
"Hey, don't shirk responsibility for me, you are confused by the King of Flying Kings, you must go to the ninth floor!" Li Qingshan turned back and pointed at his nose.
A lamp monk was shocked and hit the ground with his head. He said, "Yes, it’s all my fault, I sin!"
In a short while, the blood is full of blood, mixed with tears, miserable and pathetic.
Since the outbreak of the disaster, a monk of a light has suffered tremendous mental pressure. Every day in the painful remorse, although no one said that it is his responsibility, the escape of the King of Flying King clearly distinguishes him from him.
At the beginning, he went everywhere to fight the disaster, until a year ago...
A thousand miles away from the Tianlong Temple, a screaming wind screamed in Tucheng, and the screams came one after another. The black worms danced in the air, and a flame rushed into the sky, burning up the locusts, and then converge back into an oil lamp.
The lights showed an unusual glory, and the burning was extremely unstable. The light of the monk was locked, and an ugly face was full of fatigue and the footsteps were extremely heavy. In order to put out the disaster, he simply stayed in the state of sleeplessness, relying on the support of Dan medicine Lingshi, but this is still the case, still can not stop the spread of the disaster, can only hope that the city is swallowed by the locusts.
The scorching sun burned, and he licked his dry lips and shouted: "Flying the king, you are giving me out, a light is here!"
"One light master, I met again!" The corner of the street turned out a man with a yellow skin and a strong body. His body was full of strong demon, and he was a flying scorpion, with a warm smile on his face, as if he had seen it. Old friends, will also hand over the things in their hands: "Do you eat or not?"
It was an arm, and there was a rosary on the wrist. The monk recognized the rosary at a glance, and he said, "One German teacher!"
"You know it! This vulture doesn't know how to be awkward. I dare to come to me and think that I am a master of lights."
"The life is coming, Buddha Guang Pudu!"
A lamp monk was furious and stunned by the radiance of platinum, half of the Tucheng was engulfed by the light, and the sun was dull.
The smoke and dust scattered, a black circle appeared on the earth, and the buildings were completely destroyed, and the flying dragon demon handsome stood on the edge of the circle: "You are really bright enough for a light master, I also have a very bright thing. gave it to you!"
Throwing a head and rolling it down at the foot of a lamp monk, it is the head of the "one German teacher". The eyes are full of eyes and eyes, and the face is full of pain and fear.
"Big light gun!" A light monk violently rushed to the flying scorpion demon handsome, a radiant platinum light.
The flying scorpion demon handsome flew away, calmly avoiding the ray of light and making a laugh of madness.
"Come on, come kill me! Are you not hating the Tianlong Temple? I am a disciple of the Tianlong Temple, let your deity come!" A lamp and a hysterical shout.
"Kill you, why should I kill you? You are my great benefactor, I thank you for being too late! Thanks to you, I can eat so many delicious things." The flying scorpion handsome figure flashed in one The lamp monk said behind him.
A light monk's arm slammed backwards, and the oil lamp sprinkled a fiery fire. The flying scorpion demon had already flown to the sky.
"Go down and die with me!" A light monk roared in the sky.
"I know that you really want to die, so I will never kill you. I want to leave you a testimony, witness how I have eaten hundreds of millions of human beings, and eat one of your brothers, hahahaha!"
In the burning city, a lamp monk fell to the ground, holding the head of "One German teacher" and burst into tears.
Three days later, he returned to the Tianlong Temple and punished himself from the town hall.
Li Qingshan looked at such a big man who was crying and crying. Some of them couldn’t bear it. "As for this, you are not deliberate. Besides, I am not trying to save you at that time. I just can’t stand this breath, if he didn’t let go, You were pulled in half, and I didn't expect to be escaped by him. I really didn't expect it."
Outside the town hall, the fearless face was black. Originally, he also thanked Li Qingshan for saving a monk. He did not expect that he did not want to save people at all. Instead, he decided to kill.
"How can you be so easy?!" asked a light monk.
"I didn't do anything wrong?" Li Qingshan shrugged his shoulders.
"Do you know how many people in Qingzhou have been charred and killed?" A monk excited.
"Those people are not killing me, saying a thousand and ten thousand, even if it is my fault, what is wrong, it is wrong!" Li Qingshan said.
A monk of a lamp is a little dumb. "You are not a Buddhist disciple at all. There is no compassion and no understanding!"
"Fart!" Li Qingshan suddenly became angry. What he hated most was that others said to him that "you don't understand anything." Even the demon king who knows everything like the big banyan king did not say this to him.
Grab a monk's robes and pull him to the front, and the magic light looms: "You are really a waste!"
A light monk flashed an anger, as a genius disciple who was the most promising to spend three days in the Tianlong Temple. No one had ever added these two words to his head.
"You are really wrong! But do you know where you are wrong? You are too weak!"
"I am too weak?" A light monk stunned ~EbookFREE.me~ No one ever said this to him.
"If you are not so weak, you will not be fooled by the Flying King to the ninth floor, you can find out the Flying King to kill!"
Li Qingshan is very good at finding simple answers to complex questions. Although this answer is not necessarily correct, it must be very practical.
A lamp monk stunned.
"Do you know why a magician can put the statue here?" Li Qingshan buckled the skull of a lamp and loved his face on the statue of the town.
"Let's put down the butcher's knife and make it a Buddha!" ​​A monk of the lamp is almost instinctive. He sat down for a year, and he also had an understanding of "The Legend of the Town."
"The big mistake is because he is strong enough! What is 'putting down the butcher's knife and setting it up to become a Buddha', or you have to be strong enough, there is a knife that can be put into the waste, don't hate flying kings, hate to hate yourself too weak. !"
Li Qingshan put a light monk away, staring at the last statue of the town, and began to comprehend the ninth weight of "The Legend of the Town."