Vol 11 Chapter 299: Tu Tuo Ting Wang, hard labor Shura

In the endless darkness, anger, curse, jealousy, intimidation, hatred, turned into a wave of water, Li Qingshan stood motionless in the center of the dark, smiled: "What are you?"
Then the darkness collapsed. He lay in the tree and opened his eyes. The sky was rainy and rainy. The autumn rain fell on the leaves. The three children were kneeling at the treetops. They were old and small, and looked at him with round eyes. Like three wild monkeys, holding a brush in their hands, seeing him wake up, busy hiding the brush behind him.
"Hey, you woke up."
Li Qingshan wiped the ink marks on his face. "Look at me and smash your ass!"
The three monkeys rushed to the tree, and the youngest one was grabbed by him. The child argued: "Yes... it was the girl who made me paint!"
Sure enough, a woman riding a white elephant, laughing can not stand straight.
Li Qingshan throws the child away, and the white elephant raises his elephant trunk, gently picks up the child and sends it back to his mother's arms.
"Really, use so strong, what should I do if I fall to death?" The woman complained.
"It’s a matter of falling to death, anyway, my son is more!"
Li Qingshan laughed. In this world, there is at least one thing. He broke the record in Kyushu, and that is to have children.
Now he has almost twenty children, and he just can't think about it in Kyushu.
One is because he has enough time, he can rarely do so in Kyushu, and spend a little time on the practice. Then again, his strength was greatly suppressed, and his body was ten thousand times weaker. The chances of giving birth to a child have grown.
Although this world has imprisoned his power, he has not imprisoned his ability to multiply. The child born is no longer subject to any imprisonment in this world, but inherited his blood. Each one is a dragon and fierce.
Guess the world is to absorb his energy in this way, it is a terrible conspiracy!
The child is not afraid at all, giggling, "I will not die if you die!"
With a bang, the shackles were thrown on the ground, and the other two monkeys pointed at his laughing face. The gray-headed face climbed up and screamed. The three men immediately became a group.
Li Qingshan jumped from the tree and held a small baby in his arms. It is Luo Xiaoxiao. For sixteen years, he has become more debilitated, like ordinary human babies, sleeping most of the time.
Li Qingshan is worried that he will continue this way. Become a little cockroach.
He was handed over to the woman to look after, and he came to a large canal. Nearly a thousand people were on the side of the canal. He asked in a loud voice: "Are everyone resting?"
The crowd burst into laughter, and it turned out that Li Qingshan’s face was covered with black paint.
"Laughter, work!"
Everyone triumphed.
Li Qingshan jumped down and the man was in the air, and he had seized the handle behind him and headed for the direction of the canal. A knife down.
The knife screamed and advanced, the earth and stone shattered and flying, leaving a deep knife mark on the ground.
Everyone is holding a tool. Once swarmed, began to clean up the earth and stone and build trenches.
Li Qingshan did not idle, stretched his arms, excavated earth and stone, and struggled forward.
At this moment. There is no smile on his face, but he is full of perseverance and patience.
A group of people got up in the heat. Even the continuous autumn rain on the top of the head seems to be evaporated.
The woman also urged the white elephant to help carry the earth and stone. The white elephant is already a monster. It is endless, and it is still very easy to carry a few stones. It does not need to be commanded by others.
The woman leaned against the tree, holding the baby, licking the seeds, watching the three children fighting, and encouraging a few words from time to time. Anyway, idle is idle.
Wuhuan went up the river and finally found a large channel. Now there is no water.
With the continuous autumn rain, the river has risen further, and it seems that it is only a matter of time.
"The devil and his running dog may be repairing the channel. If I break the river bank now, I will flush them with water..."
But immediately dispelled the idea, he is to kill the devil, the devil will never die in the water.
"Are you looking for the King of the Kings?" A dull voice sounded, and a head like a dragon came out from the levee.
Wuhuan was shocked and found that the dam between the big river and the canal was a giant tortoise.
It is Li Qingshan’s
old tolerance
brought by Pudu Temple. After Li Qingshan’s guidance, it has been improved rapidly, and its shape has become more and more huge. It can even spit out people’s words and is arranged here by Li Qingshan as a dam.
"This must be the mount of the devil's head in the legend. The devil's head is most like the enchanting!"
Wu Yi’s respectful salute:
Where is the prince?

"It’s at the end of the canal." The big turtle shrank his head back.
"Thank you."
Wuhuan walked along the canal, but felt that the heartbeat was getting more and more powerful, almost breathless, standing in the same place, looking up at the cloudy sky.
"I don't just want to report my own hatred, but also to remove the evil guards and let the world return to peace. Now the Wulin League has begun to organize the army to prepare for the Northern Expedition. This war is afraid of bloodshed, death and injury, and I will come. Here is to stop the war! After a hundred years, some people will remember my name, and my black scorpion is the warrior of the slayer."
With such great meaning, he tried to calm down and decided to move forward.
Suddenly, there was a white spot at the end of the field of vision. When I saw that it was a white elephant, my heartbeat couldn’t help but paused: "She is really here!" It was the spirit of the Nangong family that was passed down from generation to generation. Go and fall to the north.
Going forward, I found that the white elephant is struggling to carry the earth and stone, and the white elephant is still like this. She doesn’t know what kind of suffering she is suffering from?
However, the heart was relieved, and she was able to die in front of her, let her see her beloved man, and sacrifice her life to avenge her hatred, but it is not awkward!
Perhaps, maybe I can still take her back! In such a wild field, a group of hard laborers who dig trenches, as long as they kill Li Qingshan, who can stop me.
He grabbed the murderous bone in his arms and widened his eyes. Li Qingshan, I am coming. Where are you?
The tobacco in the canal is filled with ~EbookFREE.me~ people, you can't find it for a while.
"Hey, that over there, you are coming to me for revenge!"
The voice of Li Qingshan sounded in the canal.
In an instant, everyone stopped their movements and looked at Wuhuan together. Everyone’s eyes were bright red.
Those gray-faced trenching workers suddenly became Shura.
The blood of Wusong seems to have solidified. It is found that none of these people are not innate masters, and they are all enthusiasm, murderous, destroying everything, and his heart of revenge with great meaning almost collapses instantly.
Only suddenly realized that he was going to face not the devil, but the king of the demons!
I can't say a word, I don't dare to do an action, so the war is so stunned, and the trepidation is on the verge of collapse. To be continued)
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