Iron Soldier

After becoming famous, decent people tend to be careful in doing things. For the sake of reputation, they complicate everything that is very simple. To protect their reputation is like cooking a small dish. In Li's eyes, the old Taoist lived a very complicated life. However, in the face of this boy's problem, he could not afford to be free and easy. Li didn't expect that the old Taoist would be so free and easy in this matter.

Maybe that's true. Since all the old Taoists believe in him, I believe in him myself.

Compared with the old Taoist, Li Zongxian experienced more things, but when the old Taoist was free and easy, he could not be free and easy. After sitting in the snow for a moment, he looked at the flying snow in the air and said in a soft voice, "just, just!" He turned and went into the room, took out a large jar of wine from the cellar, held it high and drank it down.

At this time, the old Taoist sat in front of Xu Qing, who was in a coma with his knees crossed. He had already lost his breath.

Li Zongxian had never been so lonely. He took another jar of wine and poured it on the old Taoist. He took a piece of wood with fire from the stove and lit the old Taoist's body. In the fire, Li Zongxian had tears obviously.

Xu Qing was on one side. After the fire was baking, he woke up. At the moment he woke up, Li relegated to the ground and took out a long sword from the old Taoist's cremation position. He stepped seven stars under his feet. The sword was raised from the bottom to the top and made a mark on the ground, bringing a strong sword spirit. There was a sound of "miso" breaking the air. Li relegated to the ground and flying in the air Xu Qing is far away from the sword. Every time Li relegated to the sword, Xu Qing felt numb and felt that the shrapnel was flying towards him. In fact, it was all because his sword was too fast, too fierce and too sharp.

At the moment, Xu Qing's eyes are straight. He thinks that the fastest sword he has ever seen is Chen Xiaodian's sword. However, I didn't expect that there are such people in the world. It's too cruel! Xu Qing really convinced him that the old man was an expert in the world! However, Xu Qing convinced him, but did not lose him. Xu Qing increasingly wanted to kill him.

However, Xu Qing had other ideas at this time. In the Middle East, the Brahmins opened another door to his strength. Xu cleared away his personal feud against the old man, and he was relieved because compared with the Chinese masters, the Brahmins were still too weak, such as flies, not buzzing. Xu Qing also had a feeling that he was eager for strength. Xu Qing seemed to be connected with the world Wuzheng, but one thing he cares about more than anyone else is his ability. He never cares about it before, because Xu Qing thinks he is very strong, but now he thinks he is so poor.

Xu Qing's third thought is to learn from this old fellow, but with this pressing attitude, he can teach himself!

Li Shuxian stopped his move. The sword in his hand pointed to the ground. It was very smart. The sword was 70 cm long. The hilt and the body were connected. It looked like a long iron from a distance, but it was so beautiful in his hand. It was pure silver, without any impurities and even no pattern. If you put the scabbard on it, it would be 70 cm long Stick.

Li relegation Fairy Light way: "boy, put up the ashes well, like to protect their own lives in general, protect it."

Xu Qing laughs in his heart that he never takes care of his own life. However, since the old man said so, Xu Qing thinks that he should do the same. As long as he doesn't die, he can always learn one or two moves. He finds a small wine jar and picks up the ashes bit by bit. Then Xu Qing wonders, whose is the ashes? In my impression, the old Taoist complained that he was rude to Li relegation Xian and bullied himself, then he fell ill and died? Xu Qing in the heart has no reason comfortable, secretly scolded a, deserve!

Li Zhuxian seemed to see what Xu Qing was thinking and said: "you boy, you are good for nothing except your face. You must have been a soldier, but you must not be a good soldier if you retired so young! But what's the matter with your scars? "

Xu Qing said: "well, when I was a child, I cheated the little girls in the village. They were beaten by men. What's new is that I didn't come out to travel. I got separated from the team. When I saw a wind farm, I had an old problem. I wanted to steal some money or cars from it. As a result, it was a gang and was cut down."

Li Shixian said: "there is not a word of truth in his mouth. It's glib. But you have a little real Qi. As far as I know, in the civilian society, the family background of those who can have real Qi is absolutely not simple. You should be the son of a rich family who can't become a tool! "

Xu Qing cleaned up the ashes and said, "don't analyze me. What kind of person am I? It's not up to you to say. What's the best in the world? What's more, you don't know the number

In this world, as long as there is no air reinforcement, fighting depends on the ability of individual soldiers. This kind of people are absolutely pure, but the country has not organized this kind of people into an army, because they can only grasp the balance of another level of strength, and really fight a national war. How can they get into the front battlefield, full of flames? There are few people who can master martial arts and military at the same time.

In fact, after Xu Qing came into contact with the Brahmins, he began to think about the significance of these people for the war. He began to feel frustrated. After careful consideration, they might be able to stop thousands of soldiers, but they could not stop a single shell.When Li Zhuxian heard Xu Qing's words, he didn't pay any attention to them. With a wave of his sword, a gust of wind took away the dust everywhere and said, "son of a bitch, take care of your home. Let's go!"

Xu Qing reaction for half a minute, surprised: "what?"

"I haven't set foot in the river and lake for 30 years. If you want to walk again, you'd better follow me or I'll kill you without hesitation," Li said

Xu Qingcai doesn't care. It's best to go out. As long as he can leave here, he can't control what he wants to do! What can he do with two m134s?

Xu Qing can't wear his own clothes. He grabs an old man's clothes at random and is about to leave with him. Just as he leaves, Xu Qing sees that the ground is full of words. The marks are very new. He concludes that this is what Li relegation immortal wrote with his sword just now.

"Crazy Taoist priest, a hundred years old, is determined to study at the age of 15. He stands at the age of 25 and despises the heroes in the world. He once broke sanfuren's three hundred armour with one sword, and forced eight sanfuren to fight against Shangren in the battle of Songhu. He joined hands with the heroes to destroy sanfuren's Ninja Team After the founding of the people's Republic of China, he blocked the enemy and the country for several times. After the peace of the four seas, he hid his merits and fame deeply. He retired for 30 years with me, Li relegation immortal. Now he died here. Li relegation immortal left his words for later generations to look forward to! "

The old Taoist priest was actually called the crazy Taoist priest. If the more crazy Li relegation immortal didn't talk nonsense and drove the devils out of the country during World War II, these people were really the ones who worked secretly. If so, the Sanfu Ninja can't be underestimated.

Xu Qing was staring at the words on the ground in a daze. Suddenly, he found something wrong. He was lying on the ground. There was ice on the ground and his face was very white. However, his hair was white. Xu Qing rubbed his eyes and reached out to wipe the ground, but it was blurred. Xu Qing didn't take it seriously. He was still curious, so he went to the edge of the ice bed and saw it On the ice wall, his most true shadow, his whole person was dull, stretched out his hand, trembled and touched his hair, which had covered his ears and eyebrows, turned into silver. Xu Qing felt a headache for a moment, because his medical knowledge gushed out. It was all about why his hair turned white, because it was related to age and pressure. What about Xu Qing I don't know why I was bald. In those years, the devil soldiers tortured the Chinese so much, and none of them suffered to be bald all night. Is it because I was worried about being bald all night? No, I'm not that bad.

Then, there is only one explanation, that is, what these two old boys have done to themselves. Xu Qing holds the urn in one hand and the ice in the other hand. With murderous air in his eyes, he goes to Li Zhuxian's back. He wants to kill people. If he can, he can't! But Li relegated fairy didn't even look back. He said faintly, "put away your murderous spirit. I really want to start. You can't get close to me within a hundred steps!"

Xu Qing gritted his teeth and said, "my hair, what's the matter?"

"Who knows what bad things you think of, what unclean things you eat, or how you practice Taiji Yin Yang Qi and go wrong with the real Qi? It has nothing to do with me!" Li Shuxian stood talking without backache, and said: "white hair is also very good-looking. After going down the mountain, he shaved his beard. He has a different style! Drop that ice and go

Xu Qing's chest tingles, and the corner of his mouth overflows with scarlet blood. Instead of putting down the ice, he crushes it bit by bit. Watching Li relegation fairy put down the ladder and go down the mountain, Xu Qing looks up at the sky and says in his heart: "what evil did Xu Qing do in his previous life? Now, I can't believe that people are not people and ghosts are not ghosts."

Xu Qing thought about the days before that. Although he was dangerous, he was very lucky. In all aspects, he could not die. When he came back to win the war, he had what he should have and what he should not have. But now, when he was sick and defeated like a mountain, he seemed to be falling down. He was not old before he died, which represented his good fortune.

Li Zengxian has seen too many people and experienced too many things. Seeing Xu Qing's attitude, he knows what he is thinking. It's not that his luck is gone, but that his luck is bursting. He helps him suppress it, and his outsider becomes introverted. Li Zengxian also has a headache. This boy is too sharp. When can he sharpen his temper to be introverted? In his heart, he said: "how can I accept such an apprentice when I am old..."