Chapter 20

Sitting in the large carriage pulled by the three Chocobos, Li Yi thought into the storage backpack, which was densely packed with various treasures and secrets.

Now his storage backpack has been upgraded to two levels, and there is a storage space the size of a small house. The rest can't fit in, so he has to ask Awang, a captain of the centurion, to send someone to load the chocobos. The car, temporarily pulled back to the village.

Li Yi's thoughts had been read from many books on exercises, and finally settled on one, floating on the water of Qinggong.

This set of exercises is divided into nine layers in total, with double subdivisions of low three layers, middle three layers, and high three layers.

The contents of the lower three layers:

The first floor learns to be able to jump and stay in the air for five or six meters.

The second layer learns to be able to glide for hundreds of meters in the air.

The third layer learns to be able to walk on the water, which is flat.

On the back page of the middle third floor and the senior third floor, it is written that it is missing.

There is only a rusty piece of iron left, for the clues to let the destined people who have obtained Qinggong Shui Piao find it, the middle three floors behind and the upper three floors.

Li Yi used his mind to look inward and kept zooming in on the text on it. It was curved like a tadpole. It was extremely weird, mysterious and obscure, and it might not even be the text on this planet.

After looking at it for a while, he really couldn't see anything, he shook his head, thought out of the storage backpack, and looked out the car window.

At this time, the moon had already set, and in the hazy starlight, two large windmills could be seen faintly spinning.

The windmill village is already close at hand.

"Who are you, ghosts and ghosts!" Suddenly, Ngawang's shout came, and then he drew his sword, and the sound of the sword, followed by the beast car stopped, and there was a sound of footsteps,

Li Yi's figure moved and flew out, like a fallen leaf, falling to the ground lightly, looking at it.

In the forest on the side of the road, the captain of the centurion, Ngawang and the others, their swords shone with a frightening cold light under the starlight, pointing at a group of people with big bags and small bags.

"Don't, don't do it, it's my own."

A man holding his head in his hands slowly stood up.

At this time, someone brought a torch, and Ngawang took it and took a photo. He was angry and funny. The uncle in front of him, wearing a striped hat, was the village chief.

"Uncle village chief, what the hell are you doing? Do you think we were killed by bandits, one by one, with big bags and small bags on their backs, so we're afraid that bandits will kill us and leave the village and run away in the middle of the night."

Awang put away the knife and said.

Hearing this, the village chief immediately flushed red, wishing that there was a hole in the ground to stand in.

Like everyone who stayed in the village, he thought that Li Yi took these 600 people to fight with the bandits, and he was going to give away people's heads, and this person was not enough for Siege.

The more he thought about it, the more inappropriate he felt. Thinking of the consequences of provoking the bandit Sig, he simply fled with the villagers overnight. It was better to be able to hide for a while than to kill him on the spot.

At this time, seeing Li Yi and the others, not only did they come back intact, but they also copied the den of the bandit Sig and seized a lot of treasures and equipment.

I can't help but feel a fiery pain on my face, and I can't wait to find a seam to get in.

At the same time, the shock in his heart is indescribable. He is well aware of the ability of the three-legged cats of the villagers. That is to say, Li Yi alone brought 30,000 bandits to him.

This kind of magical ability is only possessed by some Devil Fruit practitioners with supernatural powers. He didn't expect that an eighteen-year-old boy from out of town could do it miraculously, and he couldn't help being stunned.

The villagers of Windmill Village lowered their heads and felt extremely ashamed. Previously, they looked down on Li Yi and sneered, thinking that they were just going to give away people's heads, anger the bandits, and bring heavy disaster to the village, but now they have been despised by them. The cold-eyed, sneering young man saved all their lives.

bang bang bang...

"Mr. Li Yi, it's our fault, we're not as good as pigs and dogs. You saved us, and we're still talking about you like that. Please be careful, don't blame us."

Under the leadership of the village chief, the villagers blamed themselves one by one, slapped their faces, and only begged Li Yi to forgive.

...

The people from the death squad, such as Nga Wang, secretly rejoiced that they were fortunate to follow this god-like man to kill the bandit, but instead became the hero of the village chief. Otherwise, at this moment, like these villagers, they bear the psychological burden of shame, especially distressed.

"Well, who told you to look down on Yishen, now your face is swollen!" Nga Wang secretly cursed.

...

Back in the village, Makino waited with his head up there. When he saw Li Yi coming back, he was terrified and suppressed his emotions in the middle of the night. He finally released it, came over and hugged him, and burst into tears.

Then, go into the hotel, put on a banquet and wish, the bandit Sig was destroyed and the village crisis was lifted.

Makino kept toasting Li Yi.

Finally, he helped the drunk Li Yi into her room.

Then, biting her lip with her hand, she slept beside him.

Li Yi suddenly turned over and pressed * on her body.

After a strong collision, chuang made a rattling sound until dawn.

Makino, closed her big beautiful eyes, bit her red lips...

(End of this chapter)

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