Legend of the Great Saint

"Boom", Li Qingshan put all the prey in front of the Tibetans: "These should be worth the time, my ration in the village!"

The sound of swallowing and spitting around, especially the hunters who just went down the mountain, was even more stunned. Their team, teamwork, and meticulous preparation, the hunting prey was not even more than Li Qingshan.

The Tibetans found many prey, and there was no scar at all: "How did you hunt?"

This is a question that everyone wants to ask at the place. Li Qingshan thought about it and replied: "Catch with your hand!"

Everyone is absolutely out, but they can't even say what they ask.

Li Qingshan glanced at the prey that the hunters took down the mountain: "You have also hunt so much, and you are about to catch up with me. No, I have to work harder, otherwise I can't win."

The Tibetans couldn't explain to him that these prey were to be distributed to a single head. On average, one hunter had less than one prey. Li Qingshan basically won the first day of hunting.

Li Qingshan ate a meal and went up the mountain again.

The hunters returned to the mountains on the north side and said what happened in the village.

"How is that possible?"

"You have a drink in the village!"

"It's true, there are really so many prey." They rushed to argue.

"That kid!" Huang Shouhu took a breath and shouted: "Do you work hard, don't fall behind him. If we don't add him alone, then go to the neck!"

The hunters triumphed and the morale grew more and more.

Huang disease tiger quietly pressed a cough, and looked at the palm of his hand, a red blood.

On the mountain road, a team of people and gentlemen walked slowly, in the middle of a small sedan, four bearers carried, surrounded by dozens of family servants.

A fat hand opened the curtain, revealing a fat face, and asked: "Master, how far is it from Qingyang City?" It is obviously in the late autumn, he is still sweating in the sedan chair.

A steward-like humanity: "Adults, still far away, it will be good tonight."

The fat man put down the curtain and muttered: "I asked the university that I used to go through the world to ask me to go to such a remote place to be a county magistrate. The prefects are really confused."

"Adult, this is not a dare to say anything, it is not good to pass to the ears of the prefect."

The fat adult snorted twice and stopped talking.

At this time, the mountain winds began to rise, and countless forest birds flew.

"Hey!" A roar came from the jungle near the mountain road.

The landing of the sedan chair slanted the fat eyes of the fat man: "How, how is it going? Is anyone going to murder the officer?"

"Big... adults, old... tigers!" The master fell to the ground, his fingers trembled and pointed to the front.

A scorpion tiger, leaping from the slope, fell on the mountain road, looking at the sedan chair, a forehead a king, the prestige.

"Call, tiger, what, it is a tiger! Come on, come and give me this beast!"

The teacher is about to cry out: "People... people are running."

The fat man opened the curtain and looked at it. Sure enough, the servants of the servants around him all ran out of the scorpion. When the tiger screamed, they reacted. The working people at the bottom were still full of vigilance.

The ancients "talking about tigers", the civilians in this era, there is no fear of tigers, and the tigers are a normal thing.

"You are really loyal to the teacher, and you have not lived up to the thick love of the official!" The fat man was moved.

Master instinctively said: "Thank you for the praise of the adults, even if the villain is broken, it is difficult to report." The heart is awkward: fucking, I... I can't walk!

"You hold on, I am going to rescue the soldiers!" The fat man was extremely sensitive to the sedan chair, trying to escape the road.

The master took the leg of the fat adult: "Adult, don't leave a small one!"

Seeing this group of fat, the tiger seems to be bright in the eyes, just about to pounce on it, suddenly his ears move, and shrinks his body to face the forest.

The trees in the forest are swaying, squeaking, getting closer and closer, and the sound is much bigger than the appearance of the tiger.

"This, what is this?" Master murmured.

A figure jumped out of the forest, it was a teenager, the young face could not be called handsome, but all of them were flying, and the Jianjian fell on the mountain road, face the tiger, and smiled: "It is a rare good prey!"

The tiger seems to know that the coming person is not good to deal with, the threat of the claws and claws, but it is useless, the body shakes, and the sound of "嗷" slams up.

Li Qingshan stepped on his feet, grabbed two tiger claws with both hands, and the tiger's mouth covered with fangs was close to his eyes. The wind blew his face, and he screamed and screamed, his arms raging, his arms twitching, and he would put a few pounds. The tiger slammed to the ground and rushed to ride on the back of the tiger.

He never dealt with tigers. He only watched Wusong playing tigers in "Water Margin", and he had a kind of learning, slamming the tiger's back and hitting the boxing.

The tiger screamed and screamed, and Li Qingshan was shot and flew out. The heart said: "The reality is not the same as the one written in the book." The body fell in the air and fell steadily on the ground. .

But the fierce tiger looked at him and snorted and turned and fled.

Both the fat adult and the sergeant were shocked by the scene. At this time, they came back to God and were overjoyed.

"Young man, strong man, this official is the Qingyang County magistrate, you run this tiger ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ this official has a reward!"

Li Qingshan did not look at them. He shouted: "Where to escape!" The stride of the stride catches up and grabs the tiger tail like a steel whip, but the tiger tail is very slippery and difficult to grasp.

Where is Li Qingshan's willingness to let go of this great prey in front of him?

The fat adult and the master have only reacted from this shock for a long time.

At the end of the autumn hunting, Le Ma Zhuang was in a happy atmosphere.

Li Qingshan also returned to Zhuangzi. He added a lot of scars to his body, so that it looked awkward, but everyone saw him with a look of awe, not because of his scars, but because of his prey.

An adult tiger was shackled by him.

In the mountain forest, he only chased the tiger for one day and one night, and insisted on the endurance given to him by "The Bull Magic Boxing". If Xiao An was helping to track at night, he almost lost it several times.

In the face of the king of the mountain, Xiao An can not be approached, the tiger is born with the majesty of the sinister, and even become a fine tiger essence, can turn the person he eats into a ghost follower.

The children in Zhuangzi ran around Li Qingshan. All of them are the eyes of worship.

Huang Shouhu personally went out to meet, and then ordered him to be the first, no one in Zhuangzhong dare not accept. Tigers are not only ordinary people, but also extremely terrible beasts for hunters. Ordinary hunting bows can kill tigers. Instead, they will arouse the tiger's fierceness. They hope to use tigers to fight with tigers. It is even more dead.

Li Qingshan killed the tiger and seemed to have the prestige of the tiger.

"I don't have any valuable things. This cracked stone bow is all the color of this autumn hunting!" Huang Danghu suddenly took the big bow on his back.

"Ripple bow!" PS: On Sanjiang, ask for Sanjiang votes, thank you ^_^