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The blue-black rock walls were as if they were chopped by a giant axe. Their ferocious and terrifying heads and faces were sabered on the earth, which was a hundred stories high. A vast mountain stretched out like a long snake dancing in her sleeves.

The setting sun was like snow. In the mountains, a slender figure stretched a long and long way to the setting sun that leaked into the forest. The figure stood quietly in front of a small earth tomb of only ten square meters. The tomb piles were covered with weeds, which were 1.7 or 8 meters taller than Xiao Qiang.

Bo...

The figure suddenly moved, a whirlwind leg swept across, and the wind was like a knife. With a crisp crack, a tree as thick as a small bowl broke down. A tree that was startled and birds flew in the air, chirping and provoking serious protests.

"Hahaha, old man, Brother Qiang, I can finally pull weeds for you. Because, I kicked it off." Xiao Qiang laughed at the sky three times, lowering his head to pull weeds. Because Xiao Qiang had an appointment with the old man in the grave. He was not allowed to pull weeds in front of the tree next to the grave.

As soon as the guy pulled out a handful of grass, there were crackling and violent fighting sounds and messy gunshots coming from afar. When he looked up, he found a black shadow staggering and roaring towards the old man's grave.

Damn, it’s not easy to pull any grass.

Xiao Qiang was really depressed. However, this guy didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly rushed to the side and crawled into a rock crack on the side of the grave. Xiao Qiang would not make any mistakes in closing his eyes.

The black shadow ran closer to Xiao Qiang and found that the man had a slightly long round face, but his clothes were torn and blood were soaked. Even one of his eyes became a terrible blood hole.

He probably wanted to find a place to hide, but it was obviously too late. Because the two pursuers behind actually threw two grenades. The pineapple-like thing was spinning in the air, whistling towards the small tomb where the old man Chen passed away.

It was too late for Xiao Qiang to bounce them away. It felt like the three guys were all Jianjiazi. Moreover, the two guys behind actually had guns in their hands. Moreover, Xiao Qiang discovered that the two guys chasing behind seemed to be two foreigners, and they should be Japanese.

There was a loud bang, dust was flying, and grass leaves were flying. The grenade hit the old man's grave. The middle-aged man who ran over first was blown up and fell into the grass.

Xiao Qiang's eyes were red immediately. The old man was like his own grandfather. He was fucked by his relatives' tomb, who could bear it? Therefore, this guy simply forgot that the other party had a gun in his hand.

He grabbed a sharp stone in the crack of the rock and suddenly kicked out, his body as fast as a cheetah and rushed to a shorter Japanese man. In his rage, Xiao Qiang exerted extraordinary energy.

The sharp stone finally cut on the short Japanese guy who was knocked to the ground by himself. The unlucky guy didn't even have time to hum, and a blood arrow shot out from his neck, and he was "burping".

Another Japanese guy quickly raised his pistol and wanted to shoot, but Xiao Qiang quickly rolled into a pile of thatched people tall. Moreover, with his feet hooked, the tall Japanese guy fell to the ground.

Xiao Qiang used the stone in his hand to directly knock the guy's pistol out. Then the guy quickly turned over and rode on the Japanese guy's body and spread his hands, like a pair of large vises, tightly clamping the guy's neck.

The tall guy suddenly felt difficulty breathing. The guy stretched out his legs and raised his legs and turned around to kick Xiao Qiang's back. However, Xiao Qiang suddenly hit his head down. The head hit the tall guy's already blood-stained face like an iron ball.

ah……

The tall man screamed, and his nose directly crashed into Xiao Qiang, and blood splashed. Xiao Qiang quickly let out a hand to act as an iron rod and poked it hard.

Another scream, the tall man caught him blindly. Because both eyes poked Xiao Qiang into two blood holes, and his face was covered with blood. The guy was immediately terrible.

Xiao Qiang had already bounced up. A whirlwind leg was carrying a circle of strong winds, and a crisp sound. The tall man who had just jumped up swept across the board and hit a tree as thick as a bucket.

A slight sound came from the back - sure, it was broken.

After breaking the back of his back, even the most powerful man was like a dragon sucking his tendons. The tall man suddenly collapsed on the ground.

"Dare you dare to blow up the old man's grave, don't you know it was your Mr. Xiao?" Xiao Qiang cursed fiercely, raised his legs and kicked his feet, stepped on it, and the tall chest immediately sunk.

As the blood splattered, a few white bones with blood poked open their chest and popped out of their heads in the creepy screams of the tall man.

After a few more kicks, Xiao Qiang calmed down after a turmoil. When he saw that the tall man was exhausted and seemed to be dead.

"It's over, I'm murdering!" Xiao Qiang became a little scared and collapsed on the ground. However, it was afraid that it would be useless after all.

"No, the old man's grave."

Xiao Qiang screamed and ran to the tomb that had been blown up, and quickly reached out and scattered it for a while. Soon, the exploded coffin board was exposed.

However, Xiao Qiang was stunned after taking it off for a while.

Because I only picked up a few broken coffin boards. Not to mention the old man's body, I couldn't even find a piece of broken bones.

Could it be that it was impossible to fry it into powder? No matter how much it is, it is at most broken bones, but there is no even a piece of rag, and there is no rag. The old man's body seems to have escaped. Xiao Qiang couldn't believe it, so he quickly picked up the pickaxe and digged it hard for a while inside and out.

I dug it to seven or eight meters deep underground, but there was a harder semi-hardened loess layer below, so it was impossible to sink the body into it. Because I didn't even find the cut-off of the wood chips.

Stealing a corpse!

A thought came to Xiao Qiang's heart.

No, corpse thieves often steal young women who have just died. It is said that a corpse can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, and they can be buried with them.

The old man is in his fifties. Is there any old lady from a rich family who wants to "burp" to her? She needs an underground wife?

Just as I was thinking about it, I was studying where the corpse was going, a sandy and weak voice came and said, "Little... little brother, this is for you."

"Ah, zombie fraud!" Xiao Qiang made this word in his mind, and he was so scared that he jumped up from the scattered grave and kicked it over.

"Little brother, I'm not a ghost, I'm not dead yet." The voice quickly said.

Xiao Qiang finally calmed down and found that it was the fat middle-aged man who had run into the grave and woods. He didn't expect that this guy was still alive and not dead.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Qiang asked.

"My name is Liu Gang, this... please send it to a teacher named Liu Yue in 'Yuying Middle School'." The middle-aged man struggled to point the backpack behind him, then pulled off a piece of jade ornament dyed with blood on his neck and said, with one eye looking deeply, sighing, and finally threw it to Xiao Qiang, "This is a reward, it should be sold for a few dollars. Please."

"I'll carry you back and apply some herbs first." Xiao Qiang said.

"It's useless. They are masters of the fifth-level building. My internal organs were shattered. Please..." The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Qiang for the last time, and he opened his eyes unwillingly - 'Go'.

Xiao Qiang opened his backpack curiously and found that a roll of yellowed paper was wrapped in multiple layers of film. The paper was still bulging as if there was something.

The guy had a struggle of thought, but finally defeated his curiosity. And the guy comforted himself, "I just saw it, not possession." So he carefully opened several layers of film.

After spreading out the yellowed paper, Xiao Qiang was a little surprised.

Because there are some mountains, rivers and rivers on the paper, which seem to be somewhere. However, Xiao Qiang didn't know it. Moreover, there was a slightly gray-green stone wrapped inside the paper.

The stone is as big as a palm, and the outer skin seems to have burned at high temperatures, revealing a burnt blue color. It is certain that this stone is not a gem or jade. It should be an ordinary stone.

Damn, what does this mean? A stone plus an old picture caused three lives. And it was a soldier from the three fifth-level building. International and domestic people are snatching each other, which is really fucking.

The guy's hand unconsciously ignored the yellowed paper piece and felt the roughness coming from his hands. Xiao Qiang was shocked because he found that this yellowed paper was definitely not something that modern factories could produce.

This kind of paper was once said by the "one-eyed old man" in the grave. It seemed to be a special paper that only masters among warriors can refine, called "Pannibai".

‘Fannibai’ is a paper made by a martial arts master liquefied mutton fat white jade with true essence and then added to a variety of materials.

This kind of paper is not afraid of fire or water. Even ordinary swords are difficult to cut, and can be used to make talisman paper. It is a paper used by martial arts experts to often use some confidential symbols and preserve secret techniques. At that time, the internal strength or dark talismans can reveal the secret.

Of course, this kind of paper was common in ancient times. In modern society, few people could make it. Because, if you make this paper, at least a master-level master can only succeed by refining it with real fire.

In modern society, there are few innate masters? Is the so-called Qigong masters in TV and movies all the tricks?

Even though Xiao Qiang started practicing martial arts at the age of six, he has only broken through to the third level of the building, and is still 108,000 miles away from the innate realm.

Seeing that there was nothing to gain, Xiao Qiang was ready to wrap the stone again and put it back. At this moment, with a slight sound, a figure slipped like a big bird and took seven or eight meters in one step, and kicked over in the air.

The new book "The Strongest School Grass" of Gou Ge is uploaded. In fact, it is a continuation of official skills. Of course, Group A will re-eth the plot. Starting from the later stage, we will find ways to combine it with the legend of King Wu in official skills. This requires a foundation in layout.

Moreover, due to various well-known reasons, the identity of Group A will also change. The age and identity of the three super supporting roles such as Ye Fan, Wang Rengang and Lan Cunjun will be younger. Moreover, in this book, they will not get married yet, and time will be back to before the age of 27 or 28.

When the subsequent plot needs to be married, the heroine will also change. Because of special reasons, some aspects cannot be written too high. The level in the official art is too high. Therefore, the identity and level of the character will not be synchronized with the official art.

It is actually a new book that re-enacts the glorious history of Group A of Secret Service and combines colorful urban life.

When the new book is uploaded, you need to smash more tickets, rewards, and league leaders, and make more suggestions and make more bloody. Please ask again. I hope that the "dog fans" can use your passion to start the journey of "The Strongest School Grass" to go crazy. By then, you will be passionate, and the dog brother will also spray bloody, and there will be more updates.
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