Chapter 2169

In the comprehensive position of Hong Kong Film and television, when a luxury yacht braved the wind and waves on the sea and chased the direction of the gambling boat Fugui, the sun fell all over the sky. Zhang Shiliang has gently helped Zhang Da Mei's lawyer sister wipe sunscreen on the top of the yacht.

Not far away, Qi xuanzheng and Leda reporters are eating fruit and enjoying sunbathing.

Qi xuanneng soon learned how to drive a yacht. However, in order to have some leisure, he found some guys who like to play yachts and go to sea on weekdays from Zhang Shiliang's lawyer group and became a helmsman and sailor.

Zhang Shiliang, who was enjoying his appearance, suddenly fell asleep because of some information from the chat group, and then his face was full of ignorance.

Li Mochou, the eagle warrior world?

Unexpectedly, a man named Tong Jian slaughtered thousands of soldiers by himself. The butcher was still the elite cavalry under Kublai Khan's account. The other party still mastered the magic power of shrinking into inches step by step? Do you want to be so fierce?

This is unscientific!

At present, Li Mochou's strength should be the strongest in the position of divine carving Xiake. Who let the red practicing fairy swallow two blood Bodhi and a lot of Bodhisattva snake gall? Such a power increases efficiency, even if she practices the nine Yin manual, the wind and legs, and the cloud is only two or three months, and it is enough to be as violent as the tyrannosaurus dragons entering the African steppe.

After the mess, Zhang Shiliang continued to wipe sunscreen for his barrister sister. In his heart, he chatted privately with Su Heng in a chat group. "Su Shen, you should see the situation of the chat group? What's the ghost of Tong Jian?"

In the past, faced with such a sudden accident, Zhang Shiliang could only get up and slowly find a chance to test Tong Jian's details.

Now there are gods like Su in the group. Please ask Su for something.

Su Heng responded quickly, "guess."

Zhang Shiliang small collapse, I guess? How can I guess that?

However, after dozens of breaths, Zhang Shiliang still pretended to be indifferent and spoke in the chat group, "@ Li Mochou, don't make a fuss when you encounter something. The original upper limit of force value in your world is five wonders, but if you encounter an intruder outside the boundary, it's easy to exceed the upper limit. Let's say that the Su God of our group can catch the bully and throw it into your position."

"Across the plane, Su Shen's finger is no more difficult to kill a tyrant than an ant. If it's a visitor outside the boundary of good order, you don't have to pay attention to it."

Li Mochou, "..."

Tyrant, "I strongly protest that the group leader uses me as the unit of measurement as a metaphor. God Su has such earth shaking power without you talking about it. @ Li Mochou, fairy Mochou, don't be too surprised. Think back to the time when God Su crossed the plane and killed him. That style has been worshipped by Xiong until now, @ Xiaoqing, Liaozhai, the whole three worlds are not enough for God Su to swallow. Your position is shrinking Does the earth become an inch of magic? "

Xiao Qing said, "thanks to Su Shen, I let the little woman become a second-class strong man from a puppet female ghost. Since then, the ghost power has increased sharply. Now I'm in the underground. At least it's the strength of the ghost general. Although I don't have the magic power of flying, it's not difficult to fly for tens of feet."

Li Mochou, "just think I didn't say..."

Zhang Shiliang, "@ Xiaoqing, you are now a fierce ghost. Don't make mistakes. Chat about the basic law of appreciating good and eliminating evil in the three circles of the world, and gods and demons are no exception. If you act recklessly by relying on the power of ghosts, you will still turn into evil after death, and you will even be sentenced to 18 layers of hell and be punished for hundreds of years."

Murong Fu, "terrible!"

Yang Kang, "terrible!"

Shi Zhixuan, "terrible!"

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The eagle warrior world followed Tong Jian's back and chatted slightly in the chat group for a while. Li Mochou was still in awe and suddenly disappeared.

Yes, Tong Jian has shrunk to an inch and can easily break thousands of rides by one person. This is a great strength in the world. However, he has great strength with other strong players in the chat group

Not to mention the comparison of the gods and demons of Su, who easily cross the plane and cross the world to kill creatures, just say Xiaoqing, a second-order female ghost!

This is still the only second-order existence of the whole group except Su God and group leader. It is said that after meeting Su God, he was given surging divine power by the other party to enhance his strength.

Shrink the earth into an inch and breathe tens of feet? Xiaoqing is flying tens of feet at a time. He can also escape through the wall and see all kinds of objects as nothing. Think about Xiaoqing's world, three gods and demons, eighteen layers of hell and so on. Don't worry that the fairy suddenly calmed down.

Just as she calmly ran Fengshen's legs on her way, she suddenly heard all kinds of miserable howls, horse hoofs running and crying in front of her.

Li Mochou's magical skill made a rapid sprint. After dozens of breaths, he reached the edge of a village at the foot of the mountain. What he saw was Tong Jian holding a black umbrella, flashing and moving back and forth across the air.

Tens of meters or hundreds of meters at a time, and the goal he pursued was young sergeants running on horseback or on foot. All those sergeants were dressed by the Mongolian army.

At this moment, Tong Jian, with a black umbrella in his left hand and a short gray metal stick in his right hand, was like a god of death climbing out of hell. A stick was a person, or a person and a horse, all burst into a blood mist.

Whether these Mongolian soldiers fled, resisted, or knelt down to beg for mercy, Tong Jian's metal short sticks were all smashed down, which filled the periphery of the mountain village with a strong blood cloud.

Li Mochou didn't hurry to get close. She ran the lightness skill nearby and looked into the distance. When she floated on the top of a big tree in her early seventies, she looked down from the sky and saw that there were men, women, old and young in a village. Except for women of school age, all the other corpses were separated. The slaughtered blood flowed into a river and a corpse mountain was piled up at the head of the village.

Even a babe can't escape being slaughtered.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Li Mochou, the famous Chilian fairy, had a huge killing intention in his chest. Mongolia had conquered the kingdom of Jin a few years ago. This area of Zhongnanshan was under the rule of Mongolia.

But these Mongolian soldiers are still robbing the village, even robbing and humiliating the women under their own rule?

At that moment, Li Mochou suddenly remembered what Tong Jian had said before he left. It was a human vicissitudes!

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After more than a dozen breaths, Li Mo Chou Yun turned around and reached the fitness side of Tong standing outside the village and holding an umbrella in a daze. He worshipped from a distance, "elder Tong, the great righteousness of the village. The surviving women in this village will remember the high righteousness of the elder."

Tong Jian woke up from a daze. He glanced at the village not far away and smiled bitterly, "I hope the troubled times will end as soon as possible."

After that, he ignored Li Mochou. He once again manipulated the Hunyuan flag and disappeared for hundreds of meters. At first, he killed hundreds of Mongolian elite riders. When he heard that 800000 Mongolian troops attacked Song Dynasty, he was only filled with joy and expectation for humanitarian merit.

However, on the way, seeing the cruelty of the Mongolian army and the animals who don't even let innocent babies go, even if the killing party is big, Tong Jian is like falling into a nightmare at the moment.

For the merit of humanity, he has a new level of cognition and understanding.

The Mongolian army in Tu village, who had been killed by him, killed more than ten or twenty. The humanitarian merit poured into the two immortal treasures was not enough to kill one of those Mongolian elite riders.

What an exaggerated chaotic world this is.