In this way, Li Mo traveled back and forth between Taihu Lake in Suzhou, and began to focus on cultivating several subordinates, and at the same time arranged for people to investigate the intelligence of Shenhezhuang, and with the help of Wang Encyclopedia, he made up the basic knowledge of martial arts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

One night, at the invitation of Liu Songfeng, Li Mo had a meal with a political dignitary in Suzhou in his own store, and at the same time gave out countless rare treasures, which were sorted up and down, and made an appointment to shoot the sycophants of today's saints.

When he drank to the heart, Li Mo gave an unopened Viagra handsome to the prefect of Suzhou, and the adult was so grateful that he was in tears, and almost knelt down for Li Mo.

"Virtuous nephew, what a virtuous nephew! This is a life-saving elixir! The prefect who was drunk held Li Mo's hand, his eyes full of gratitude.

Since he ate a box at his old man's house a month ago, he has regained his vigor and accepted a three-room concubine. Fifty years of dead wood and spring, even the masters of Bianjing were alarmed and asked people to inquire.

With this 'Viagra', it is not a problem to add officials to the knighthood, so why worry about the unknown career? Li Mo is definitely a grace of reinvention to him.

Li Mo didn't care about this little money, he smiled and gave out benefits one by one. For a while, the staggered planning was staggered, and the guests were happy. As for his formation of the 'White Bird Gang' in Suzhou City, and even the trivial matter of merging with other forces, it has long been ignored. The boy who scattered wealth is going to rob the Dharma field, and everyone has to take care of it.

After the banquet, he saw that the night was dark and the moon and stars were scarce, so he decided to stay in the city.

When I returned to the private house, the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and everything was clear. When Li Mo pushed open the door, through the moonlight cast in from the door, he vaguely saw a strange man with an ugly appearance, who was sitting quietly in the room looking at himself.

A gust of wind suddenly blew behind him, which frightened Li Mo and woke up most of the time in an instant! Ghosts!

At that moment, the goblin suddenly disappeared, and there was an explosion in the room like thunder, and an iron rod was seen stabbing into his chest.

Li Mo didn't have a weapon at hand, and Neidan was still in the space equipment, so he couldn't get rid of his alcohol, so he could only use his internal strength and use the 'Little Wuxianggong' to push Doroye to raise his hand to block hard.

He held his hands high, his wrists folded and flipped, his fingering changed, like a butterfly piercing flowers, and his ten fingers poured energy into the iron crutch and constantly struck and flicked the iron crutch, bringing out the wisps of air between his fingers, winding the iron rod, unloading the force, and changing the direction of the attack.

Duan Yanqing saw that Li Mo's fingering skills were good, and he had the intention to test it, and he also used a steel rod to continuously use a yang finger. The fingers and the steel hammer struck continuously, making a rapid 'puff puff' sound, which resounded in a series in the room, like firecrackers.

Li Mo lacks the method of moving and thinking, and the internal force reserves in his body are average, and now he is fighting hard with his hands and steel, and after more than a dozen fights in an instant, he noticed that the internal force was passing rapidly, and his finger bones were faintly painful, as if they were broken.

After reacting, he didn't touch it hard, and directly used Ling Bo's micro-step to skillfully avoid the attack, and his body moved around the room to dodge, and then he didn't fight with the other party. Duan Yanqing is a disabled person, where can he keep up with Li Mo's movements?

At this moment, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the room. It was the important person who heard the movement and rushed to help. Just as he was about to open his mouth to call someone to beat him, Duan Yanqing suddenly stopped his movements. Take the initiative to take a step back and show sincerity.

Li Mo saw that the other party was on crutches, and his appearance was neither human nor ghost, and he had already guessed who it was, so he asked in a low voice, "Is it the Prince of Yanqing?" ”

"You know a lot." A strange ventriloquist voice came out.

Seeing that the other party was talking to him, proving that there was still something to talk about, Li Mo also became bold, touched the space with one hand and prepared to open at any time. At the same time, his face was flat, and he said a word of please. Then he yelled at the door, telling the demons to wait quietly.

At this time, Yanqing was full of questions, and he didn't dare to force it. What's more, Li Mo's strength is also not bad, he is not sure to hold the other party in a short time. And at this time, there were already many demons standing outside the door, and he must have suffered a loss in the fight.

Helpless, Duan Yanqing had to change his strategy.

Li Mo has now touched Neidan, and there are demons outside the door, and his heart is very down-to-earth, and he is not afraid of the other party at all, so he behaves very easily. As if an acquaintance was on the opposite side, he took out a portable desk lamp, put it on the table, and turned it on directly to the highest gear.

The dazzling light shone in the darkness, like the sun shining brightly. At this moment's shock, Duan Yanqing's frightened eyes widened, his eyes widened, his eyes were connected, and he hurriedly flashed behind him.

He is an indigenous, where has he ever seen a table lamp? At this time, his face was full of surprise, and he thought that Li Mo was playing witchcraft, or was he going to attack him? It took him a while to go blind before he slowly recovered.

"Don't panic, this thing is a table lamp, good baby. I just gave one to the prefect of Suzhou, and another one is ready to be dedicated to the saint today, if you like it, take this one. Li Mo had a sense of superiority on his face that gave alms to the ancient natives.

Duan Yanqing, who felt out of shape, snorted coldly, and didn't mention the matter of the desk lamp, and asked directly: "You passed on the poem?" What exactly is the purpose. ”

"Where, where, it's just that I haven't had a chance to see the name for a long time, so I have no choice but to make this decision."

"What exactly do you want?" Duan Yanqing was not stupid, Li Mo had such an attitude, and immediately guessed that he had other purposes.

Li Mo didn't hide it, and replied honestly: "I want your "Yiyang Finger". ”

"Delusional!"

When Duan Yanqing heard this, there was a burst of nameless anger in his heart, and he asked him for 'One Yang Finger', what is the difference between this and asking for the formula from Lao Gan Ma, Master Kong, and Coca-Cola? It's so whimsical!

Seeing that Duan Yanqing had the urge to lose control and make another move, Li Mo hurriedly spoke, and said quickly: "Your Excellency, don't worry, don't you want to know the whereabouts of that 'Guanyin Bodhisattva'?" Don't you want to know about your son? ”

"Son? What, you say I have a son?! Say, tell me who he is? Where is it?! ”

When Duan Yanqing heard this, he was like being struck by lightning, and he was even more unbearable than the lottery player who won the jackpot, and all the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the whole person was surrounded by sudden ecstasy, and there was a sense of unreality like falling into a dream.

The spiritual impact of being a father is always so wild and violent.

"Ahem, I'm here to make a deal with you, there are too many things to reveal. But there are a few things I can guarantee, first of all, your Guanyin Bodhisattva is very well-off. Secondly, your son is about eighteen or nineteen years old, in good health, of noble status, with good facial features, and is unusually in harmony with his false father. How, can we continue to trade? ”

Duan Yanqing calculated his son's age in his heart, his eyes were fixed on Li Mo, and when he saw that his expression was extremely determined, and he didn't have a weak heart when he didn't deceive people, he believed it a little more.

For the 'Guanyin' that night, he was grateful + longing in his heart, and he only looked forward to seeing him again, silently looking at a few more times, and did not think about it. However, Li Mo suddenly mentioned that he still had a son, and Duan Yanqing's heart was completely boiling.

The ancients were very optimistic about the succession of the family, especially since that night twenty years ago, although he regained his self-confidence and dared to face the bleak life. But there is a problem with the body, and it is no longer humane. (Dao Baifeng sucked too much that night, completely ruining Duan Yanqing's foundation.) ）