The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Master, master, something is wrong! Someone ran away!"

"Master, someone has run away again!"

"Report to the head, the elder Xu you sent to guard the gate has also run away!"

On Mount Qingcheng, it was extremely lively.

People kept running up the mountain, shouting all the way.

Time and time again, the head of Qingcheng was finally so angry that he vomited blood. When he heard that even the elder had run away, he clutched his heart, his face twitched a few times, he sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell straight down.

He was stunned by the anger.

"Master, wake up!"

A group of people surrounded it.

"I... I'm sorry for my ancestors!"

The head of Qingcheng woke up, looked around in a daze, with a sad expression on his face. Thinking of the grief, I couldn't help crying.

Think of his Qingcheng School, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and the style of the school has not changed, but now, in less than half a month, it has become corrupted, depraved, and a miasma of smoke.

If the ancestors knew about it, they would jump out of the grave in anger.

It's all the fault of those natives!

They are demons, using all kinds of temptations to lure the innocent and simple disciples, and using various books to brainwash the disciples. They don't know where the natural human rights, freedom and equality come from.

However, the effect of brainwashing is very good. Those disciples yelled every day and even rioted. It was simply evil.

"These natives are really disgusting!"

"Help me up quickly, I'm going to Shushan."

The old master got up tremblingly, and with hatred for the natives, he set foot on the road to Mount Shu.

In other factions, those leaders were also in a state of desperation, and were half-dead from anger.

It is a disgrace to the sect for the disciples to defect, not to mention that so many people fled, shaking the foundation of the sect and causing panic.

Soon, they received an invitation from Shushan,

A group of people met in Shushan.

"How many escaped from your family? Damn, fifty? More than my family!"

"Fifty? Forget it, my family has escaped more than 70 people, running in groups, it's really evil, and I don't know what ecstasy soup the group of aboriginals poured into them, the whole person is dazed. "

"That's right, it's too evil, what kind of freedom are you talking about every day, what the fuck, isn't the freedom I gave these bastards not enough!"

When a group of people met, they began to compare and complain.

All hearts are heavy.

"It can't go on like this! Sooner or later, we will be played to death by the natives. Before they come over, we will be separated."

"That's right, we have to think of a way!"

A group of people started talking at once.

At this time, the head teacher of Shushan spoke, "These natives are too insidious and cunning. They first tempted us, and then they should defeat each of them."

"The strength of this group of natives is not very good, they rely on the magic circle, but recently, Kongtong joined them again, and they have two sects. You are alone, and no one can stop you."

"So, I want everyone to unite completely, gather all the people here, and close all your entrances."

"We have to get together, prepare to fight back, and show the group of natives some color."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of applause.

"Well said, give them some color!"

"Fuck them, fuck these bastards!"

They stood up, raised their arms and shouted, their expressions were extremely excited.

Soon they were on the move, sneaking back to their homes and mobilizing.

Although they were poor, their ancestors had left behind a lot of things, which were usually hidden in the treasure house, and now they were all taken out and armed.

They stepped out of the small world in groups, and flocked to Mount Shu in groups of two or three sects.

They met at Shushan, began to prepare for battle, and practiced day and night.

"Kill the natives and conquer China!"

Such slogans echoed over the mountains from time to time.

On the other hand, Tang Hao was a little leisurely. After staying in Lingxi for a while, he returned to the provincial capital and went to class.

The management bureau was busy fighting the propaganda war, while the association was busy recruiting people, and it was easy to resettle those who defected.

They are also working hard to cultivate, with a large supply of spiritual nourishing liquid, the cultivation base of the people below has risen rapidly, and almost everyone is in the middle stage.

At the same time, the number of people also increased rapidly.

The number of more than a dozen families in Huaxia has expanded from the original forty or fifty to one or two hundred. Huashan and Kongtong have also expanded their enrollment.

With the supply of nourishing elixir, the number of people in the later period, and even Dzogchen, is also increasing rapidly.

The strength of the association is growing every moment.

They are also preparing for battle.

There is bound to be a battle between the two alliances.

After learning that all those sects had gathered in Shushan, Tang Hao burst out laughing.

"a bunch of idiots!"

He cursed secretly.

The reason why he didn't do anything before, and cleaned up those sects one by one, was because he was afraid that one would be destroyed, and the others would cause trouble, which would affect social stability.

Well now, it can be served in one pot.

During this period of time, TV dramas are being filmed in full swing, and several film projects have been launched.

The success of the previous sci-fi film also caused the influence of Haotian Films to skyrocket, surpassing many established film companies, and becoming one of the best in the industry.

In Dongying, after several months, Haotian has already become a national brand of Dongying, beauty cream, aphrodisiac medicine, fairy wine, etc., all of which are very popular.

This also brought huge profits to the group.

At the same time, the group has also set up branches in various Asian countries to enter the markets of various countries.

When entering the Indian market, it encountered considerable obstacles.

In India now, there is a wave of boycotting Chinese goods. Entering at this time, Haotian's products will naturally be hindered a lot.

And because it doesn't matter, it will take a certain amount of time to go through the various procedures, and it has not been completed yet.

Other countries went quite smoothly, and once they entered, they caused a sensation. On the day of listing, they were all sold out.

Seeing that most of the Asian market has been won, Liu Yan has arranged people to start preparations for Europa and the American branch.

This afternoon, when Tang Hao came out of class, his cell phone rang.

When I picked it up, it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

"Who is it?"

There was a familiar laughter from the other end of the phone, soft and charming, with a hint of seductiveness.

"Good brother, do you miss your sister?"

Yuzao said charmingly.

"It's you!" Tang Hao was taken aback.

He and Yuzao have not seen each other for a long time.

"That's it! We haven't seen each other for so long, and that's all you have to say? How cold!"

Yuzao was a little resentful and authentic.

Tang Hao said awkwardly, "Then what should I say?"

"You should say, good sister, I miss you so much! That's right! Even if you say against your will, sister, I will be very happy!" Yuzao said.

"Ahem!"

Tang Hao suddenly coughed.

In that case, he really couldn't say it.

"Forget it, I'll forgive you! Who told me to like you so much!" Yuzao giggled.