Who is Shi Qingshan? The name of the guardian saint of Zhongsa Kingdom was not blown out. Even Zhang's father, Zhang Yinhe, was responsible for the late Qing Dynasty, and Zhang Yinhe respected Shi Qingshan very much.

Because of him, Zhongsa did not stand up!

Shi Qingshan has a close connection with this country. If he moved him, the first person he disagreed would be the manager of China.

Today, I can be considered a big heel. I think, here, Zhang Tianyi, a person who has always been calm and serious, has a round mouth and can't speak.

"Mr. Shi Qingshan, I don't have eyes, I don't know about Mount Tai..."

Zhang Tianyi was also a person who could bend and stretch. At this time, he walked directly to the front of Shi Qingshan, his avatar was like garlic.

Shi Qingshan's eyelids were not ugly. He was not in a hurry to pick up the chopsticks in front of him. He ate a meal slowly for a long time, and then he slowly said: "Go and call Zhang Yinhe" and come."

Zhang Tianqi's farts and niao flow rolled out of the ramp and asked Zhang Tianqi's father to come. He didn't want to stay here for a quarter of an hour.

After Zhang Tianyi left, Shi Qingshan once again turned his attention to Wu Shuwen.

"Senior Shi Qingshan, I came to China this time to lead a message to Hongsamun leader."

He said in a low voice, with only awe and fear in his eyes.

"I have nothing to discuss with my grandson and eight fingers. When I drove this group out of China, it was a torrent of the door, doing bad things, doing anything they wanted was not conducive to the stability of the country, so you came. There was no need.

Shi Qingshan's surprise words were getting more and more. When he mentioned his grandson's eight fingers, his calm eyes blinked a rare moment. Of course, it was just a slight fluctuation.

Wu Shuwen's hanging glasses changed for a while, but he had no idea what he was thinking in Shi Qingshan's mind.

"So, seniors, I can..."

He said it again, but if he hadn't finished speaking, Shi Qingshan said again: "?You should know in your heart what I said before exiling you, what will happen if you go to China to sacrificial power."

"Kill innocent people!"

This time it was not someone else, but the white tower, standing respectfully together. In his tone, there was a bronze color.

At first, this was a fake death skill, which he had learned occasionally before. Although it was a special kind of uselessness, he finally deceived Shi Qingshan for a few seconds, causing himself to have the hallucination of wanting to commit suicide. In fact, it stimulated the spirit of the body, gave himself the fastest acceleration, and then ran away!

His speed suddenly exceeded the speed of sound. Wenwu was secretly happy. Just now, he experienced life and death, and he had a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.

At this time, Shi Qingshan quickly took a bite of the dish on the roof, shook his eyebrows, and then put the chopsticks in his hand.

When the chopsticks fell into his hand.

Wu Shu escaped from the building more than 100 meters away. His face froze and his eyes were filled with fear.

No one could see how Shi Qingshan started, but at this time, the space of martial arts patterns around him was suddenly distorted.

The twisted space is like the big black mouth of an ancient beast, as if it can devour everything.

The big mouth swept away all the happiness in Wenwushu's heart, and at this moment only fear was left in his heart.

collapse!

The twisted space tore Wu Shuwen's body into countless pieces. The latter didn't even say a word. His body turned into countless pieces of flesh, and was swallowed by a huge crack like a mouth.

The owner of Hongmen disappeared, leaving nothing behind, and even had no sound.

Shi Qingshan completed all this, as if nothing had happened, and only then did he realize that he had lived for so many years, his mood naturally reached the bottom and he was not panicked.

"My young friend Fang Quan, this old-fashioned way of hospitality is not good, that is, when you go out to drink some wine, you are not lucky."

Shi Qingshan immediately lowered his head without changing his expression. He quickly picked up a large plate of meat with chopsticks.

Obviously, he is very good at dealing with such things.

Fang Quan saw Shi Qingshan holding a chopstick and silently wiped the cold sweat from his head. Although Shi Qingshan's taste was elegant, it could not resist his great achievement of destroying dozens of dishes alone.

It looks like a complete old product.

"And, your control over space seems to be at an amazing level."

Fang Quan said respectfully, and then added another sentence.

"Eat slowly," he said. "No hurry."

You know, after the condensation of the golden elixir, the monks felt more intense about the atmosphere of the heavenly way around them, and some monks even came very close to a specific way, and these monks could practice one way.

Shi Qingshan seemed to be one of them, but the way he approached was space.

There are 3,600 tree-lined avenues, some control time and space, some communicate with mountains and trees, and some are wind, fire, and lightning.

Shi Qingshan practices the principle of space, so his perception of the principle of space is much higher than that of ordinary people, but other paths are relatively weak.

On the other hand, Fang Quan’s difference is that there are infinite boulevards in his sea of ​​gods. He began to absorb fragments of these paths, from his spiritual revelation to strengthen himself. He wanted to take a completely different path than before, because he had a high affinity with 3,000 avenues.

Shi Qingshan smiled and even peeked at the White Tower beside him, afraid that his serious image would be destroyed in the center of the White Tower.

Not long ago, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Zhang Yinhe is obviously coming.

White Tower will open the door.

At this time, an old man with a cane walked in from outside the corridor.

Zhang Ling is the pillar of the Zhang family in Yanjing.

Zhang Yinhe is in his 80s, limping, holding a pear blossom crutch in his hand. His face is full of wrinkles and his sparse short golden hair on his head is meticulous.

But when Zhang Yinhe saw Qingshan, he became even more excited.

"Mr. Shi, you still seem so cold for many years!"

He said in a trembling voice, then bowed.

Shi Qingshan accepted it with confidence with a faint expression. It is very important to know that Zhang Yinhe has a very lofty position in China. As one of the beautiful group members of China, he participated in the affairs of China more than 40 years ago. Now, almost everyone who can worship him has passed away in China.

"You're old."

"Aoyama nodded. This is just a gift.

"Shi Yong Daxin's appearance is no different from that back then."

Zhang Yinhe said sadly, there was something in his voice.

"In the end, I can't resist the destruction of time."

Shi Qingshan sighed softly.

“But have your family been having a good time over the years?”

Then he was furious and said.

"ah……"

Zhang Yinhe strangled his wrist and said, "In recent years, Zhang Yinhe's family has been neglected in management. I didn't expect such a group of lawless people to come out. Fortunately, Mr. Shi Leimin.

Baita smiled and said, "Qiao Fanshan is an extraordinary person, but his biggest shortcoming is his extreme arrogance."

Fang Quan nodded, only arrogant people would call him that.

"Since he dares to give the first knife in the sky, I will cut his knife."

Fang Chun sneered, raised his eyebrows and said bloodthirstyly.

"Those who dare to say they are the first in front of me are dead. Torturing such a arrogant person is the most interesting thing in the world. Hahahaha. What would you say as he slowly fell into despair, into the quagmire, and into the White Tower?
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