How can Leng Moyu say that she is actually a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - it is difficult to protect herself?

There is no way to investigate the matter of the charming Gu in the body!

Even if she is an omnipotent mercenary in modern times, now in this ancient world, her kung fu is surprisingly bad, what can she do to fight against Leng Shanfeng? What to do to change the dark officialdom?

However, she was not angry when she was scolded by Li Qingsong, and still said with a smile: "Who said that this son saved you for this?" My son just wants you to look good! ”

"Picture me good-looking? Will you let the Taoist teach me martial arts? You still let me eat well, live and read a lot? Li Qingsong asked Leng Moyu rhetorically, "If you really want me to be good-looking, why don't you ...... directly?"

"Directly what?" Leng Moyu chuckled, "Knock you down directly?" But will Komatsu resist? I think it's better to wait for you to wash your hands willingly, let my son sleep with you, and let my son look forward to it! ”

"Leng Moyu, you are really the most shameless person in Jinling City!" Li Qingsong was so teased by her that his face turned red.

"Hahahaha......" Leng Moyu laughed unbridledly, the men in Jinling City can't afford to joke! It's boring! "I can't wait to provoke my son, do you want to be taken by my son immediately?"

"You're too much!" Li Qingsong was so angry that he immediately threw a punch and came towards Leng Moyu's eyebrows.

Leng Moyu is lacking a person to practice, she knows that no matter what era it is, no matter what kind of place it is, it is better to rely on others than on herself!

So, she is already practicing diligently!

When Li Qingsong's fist approached her, she did not retreat but advanced, grabbed Li Qingsong's wrist like lightning, and fell over-the-shoulder, directly knocking him to the ground!

"Bang" sound!

Li Qingsong bared his teeth in pain, but stood up strongly, his eyes bursting with a light that did not admit defeat, and he glared at her like a little beast.

"Leng Moyu, you can't be humiliated!" Li Qingsong said firmly, "If you want to kill, you have to kill casually, and you are not allowed to insult me like this!" ”

Leng Moyu approached him, and he involuntarily took a step back.

Who knew that there was bamboo behind him, he had no way to retreat, only stubbornly glared at Leng Moyu.

Leng Moyu propped up the emerald green bamboo behind him with one hand, his momentum was like a rainbow and domineering: "Li Qingsong, before doing anything, first weigh how many catties and taels you have!" What are the consequences of hitting a stone with an egg? Yue Wang Goujian finally defeated the powerful Wu Wangfucha, Han Xin suffered the humiliation of stepping down and later became a generation of famous generals, why was Liu Bang able to gather a rabble, and beat the powerful Xiang Yu to kill himself? You can't even beat this son now, and you still want to be the prime minister? The Li family is just you, and you don't cherish life? ”

Li Qingsong's eyes were red when he heard this, he glared at Leng Moyu fiercely, and didn't say anything more.

After Leng Moyu finished speaking, he changed his domineering momentum just now, and returned to the image of a cynical son, "Actually, you live a day when you are angry, a day when you are happy, a day when you are bored, and a day when you are busy, why don't you want to go with yourself?" ”

After a long time, Li Qingsong asked, "Childe, you still have great ambitions, right?" ”

"Ambition, you want to say?" Leng Moyu withdrew his hand on the bamboo and touched his stomach, "I heard that the drunken fragrant chicken on Ronghua Street is good, my son asked someone to send it over, and you can eat it with my son." ”