After a night of cultivation and the consumption of four thunder attribute crystals, a shallow layer of golden Dou Qi essence finally condensed in the small pit in the center of Li Mo's Dou Qi Altar.

These Dou Qi stock liquids are pitiful, and it will take a long time to accumulate to fill the small potholes, but they are dozens of times faster than absorbing and transforming the thunder elements in the air.

But according to this absorption rate, the remaining thirty or so thunder attribute crystals and magic crystals would not take ten days at all.

If Li Mo wanted to maintain this speed and be promoted to a level 6 warrior within a month, he would have to find enough thunder attribute resources from other places. And Li Mo's Dou Qi Altar was extremely strong, it could store three times more Dou Qi than the same level, and it needed three times more Dou Qi stock liquid.

This means that Li Mo insists on following this shortcut, and the huge treasure he has snatched from the Ross Bank will not be long before it is consumed.

What's even more cruel is that every time the Dou Qi Altar is upgraded by one level, the required Dou Qi essence will also increase exponentially.

Li Mo finally knew why there were fewer professionals in Black Mist City: this was a money-burning business, and even the Dominator family couldn't afford the needs of too many professionals.

At six o'clock in the morning, the apartment door was opened from the outside.

Li Mo stopped practicing, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the short-haired girl who had taught him the blasting technique walking in humming an unknown song.

"You haven't slept yet?" the short-haired girl asked in surprise as she watched Li Mo sit cross-legged in the middle of the living room.

"What are you doing here?" asked Li Mo, staring at her.

"I'll cook for you, or what will you eat?" the short-haired girl dropped this sentence and walked straight to the kitchen.

When Li Mo heard about eating, he finally realized that he was hungry.

In the past few days, he often felt hungry, especially after using his fighting spirit, his stomach often rumbled with hunger, as if he had not eaten for three or four days.

His appetite was a lot bigger than before. Two compressed biscuits used to make him very full, but now he has to eat a lot of meat at every meal, and he still feels hungry.

"Do you know how to make Warcraft meat?" Li Mo suddenly asked.

"What's so difficult about that, it's a pity that the price of Warcraft meat is too high, and we can't afford it. The short-haired girl responded, and the kitchen quickly heard the sound of pots and pans colliding.

"I have some circulating speculation tickets in Black Mist City here, you can go and buy some Warcraft meat, it's better to buy more. Li Mo thought for a while, took out a large leather bag from his backpack and said.

The money, and the paper papers, were the most useless things for him. And the monster meat can slowly improve the physique of the eater, allowing him to strengthen his physique little by little. Although after dozens of lightning tempering, his body has become much stronger than that of a professional of the same level, but who would dislike himself for being too strong.

The girl came out of the kitchen, watched in surprise as stacks of fried tickets slipped out of the leather pocket, opened the leather pocket with her little hand, looked at it carefully and said: "Before noon, I will find a way to help you get some Warcraft meat, I can't say how much, because the vast majority of Warcraft meat is monopolized by the Dominator Family, and it is difficult for civilians to reach it." And the price of Warcraft meat on the black market is ridiculously high. ”

"The high price is not a problem, if the money is not enough, I will give you another bag, but you take care not to let the money attract the attention of others. Li Mo nodded, took out a bag of fried tickets from his backpack, and threw it to the short-haired girl.

It seemed that she had never seen so much money, and the short-haired girl's eyes showed a bright light of joy and excitement, and she glanced at Li Mo deeply, turned around and continued to cook.

The short-haired girl has good craftsmanship and makes delicious food, although there is no Warcraft meat, there is a lot of ordinary meat. It was the first time for Li Mo to eat such a hearty and delicious breakfast. Of course, the meal at the meeting with Bertrose doesn't count.

At noon, the short-haired girl really returned to the apartment with a heavy bag of demonic beast meat, and when she saw that Li Mo was still cultivating, her beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but she didn't say anything, and turned around to go to the kitchen to prepare lunch. After eating at noon, Li Mo continued to refine the Dou Qi essence, and there were already more than a dozen depleted spars and magic crystals thrown beside him, while the girl spent a whole afternoon in the kitchen making Demonic Beast jerky, a kind of portable food that can be eaten with water.

At night, the short-haired girl sat quietly beside Li Mo, as if she wanted to say something, but Li Mo had been immersed in the Douqi space, refining the essence of Douqi, and never looked at her.

An hour later, the girl quietly left the apartment.

And Li Mo slowly opened his eyes, looked at the clean room, and sighed.

Maybe he thinks too much, maybe it's what he thinks, but whether there is that trend or not, he doesn't want to have a relationship with a short-haired girl that goes beyond ordinary friendship. It's not that the short-haired girl is not good, it's just that he has always had Angel in his heart, and he is full, and he can't squeeze out any space for others.

At six o'clock the next morning, the short-haired girl came on time to make breakfast.

At seven o'clock, Li Mo put on a mask, left the temporary apartment, and went to the north gate of the city.

His image has also changed to that of a spirited white-collar worker.

The people living in the north of the city seem to be very busy every day, and when Li Mo walks on the street, it is already full of people, and people take various means of transportation to get to their destination. This is completely invisible in the south of the city, and most people in the south of the city don't get up until eight o'clock.

Li Mo got into a taxi and arrived at the north gate of the city at half past seven. There was still half an hour before the eight o'clock he had agreed with Andy.

Li Mo found a remote corner to observe the surrounding situation, and found nothing abnormal. At 7:50, Andy arrived in a car with two of his men, still with the same proud look.

Li Mo did not rush forward, but waited until eight o'clock before walking straight to Andy.

"I asked you to check, is there a result?" Li Mo asked as he came to Andy's side and stared at him.

"Are you...... Lee?" Andy looked at Li Mo in surprise, because Li Mo's current appearance was very different from before.

"All you have to do is answer my question. ”

"I did find out where she was, but whether you were Lee or not, the answer was of no use to you. Andy flashed a look of guilt and said something plausible. His eyes looked at the car parked on the side of the road, revealing a visceral fear.

Li Mo saw Andy's expression, his heart sank, and he also looked at the car.

The back door of the sedan slowly opened, and a dark red figure with a deep and obscure aura stepped out. The moment this person appeared, both Li Mo and Andy had an illusion: behind this person, there seemed to be a sea of blood with no end in sight, and countless painful faces were floating in the sea of blood.

Andy swallowed hard, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "I betrayed you, but if I don't say it, he will kill all the people in the Black Prison Machine." He always did what he said. ”

"Get out. ”

Li Mo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes again, and said coldly without looking at Andy.

His eyes were full of dark red figures, and even with his current excellent eyesight, he still couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, as if there was an ever-changing river of blood flowing around him.

But there's no doubt that this guy is definitely a formidable character, one of the toughest opponents he's ever faced.

When this person walked over slowly, Li Mo even gave birth to an endless wave of blood surging towards him, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood.

"Boy. The backpack suddenly called Li Mo's name.

"What's the matter?" Li Mo asked slowly.

"Don't gasp, fight with your brain. Backpack said old-fashionedly.

"Yes, am I gasping for breath?" Li Mo was stunned and said suspiciously.

"It's like a bellows. ”

"Can you beat him with a brain fight?"

"No, it can give you a chance to escape. ”

Li Mo was stunned when he heard this, and muttered, "You are so disoptimistic about me?"

"Whether you are optimistic or not has nothing to do with whether you can beat him. Anyway, you don't have the confidence to win. The backpack teased.

"yes, for a moment just now, I thought I might have to give my life to this time. Li Mo said with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Through a conversation with the backpack, the oppressive atmosphere created by the dark red figure seemed to be swept away, and his body that was stiff due to tension slowly unfolded.

Sometimes, admitting one's weakness is not something to be ashamed of. Instead, it will allow you to deal with your enemies with a more peaceful mind, a more cautious mind.

Li Mo took off Loki's smile and returned to his original appearance, then took out the thunder knife from his backpack, and after making a knife gesture, pointed directly at the dark red figure.

"Interesting. ”

The dark red figure saw Li Mo's change, and with a wave of his hand, he had an extra strange weapon. The weapon was about a meter long, with a grid-like cylindrical handle about thirty centimeters long at the bottom, a bright silver straight rod in the center that was slightly thinner than the handle, and a round iron ball full of spikes wrapped around the top.

The dark red figure dragged out a long red ray, suddenly appeared in front of Li Mo, and swung his weapon to hit Li Mo's head.

In Li Mo's eyes, this strange weapon was not coming quickly, and the moves were also very ordinary, just like the ordinary smashing of a reckless man, but when he blocked it with a thunder knife, his arm was shaken by the huge force from the opponent's weapon, and the thunder knife was also picked up by the opponent in a clever way.

When the strange weapon fell again, a circle of fine lightning exploded under Li Mo's feet, and he jumped five meters away. Then draw an arc to get out of the way of the dark red figure and pick up the fallen Thunder Knife.

The dark red figure sneered, as if he had long known that Li Mo would pick up weapons, and the strange weapon brought out a strong wind, accurately capturing Li Mo's body and slamming it on his chest.

Li Mo snorted, flew out sideways, and slid with a knife and people on the ground for nearly ten meters before stopping. The chest was a blur of flesh and blood, and after standing up, he spat out a mouthful of blood before he eased up.

The dark red figure let out a string of eerie laughter, raised the strange weapon, and the blood-colored red light wrapped around his body surged, transforming into a large red snake two or three meters long, and after swimming around his body, the snake's head suddenly poked out, swallowing the remaining flesh and blood on the weapon, and hissing with satisfaction.

This also allowed Li Mo to see the true face of this person.

It was a strange-looking man, with long red hair tied into strips and scattered behind his back, revealing an ugly scarred forehead, blood-red eyes, sunken cheeks, and a hooked nose, like a scavenging vulture.

"Very delicious taste, remember, my name is Ramano. Let me see how good you are, and if I am satisfied, I will kill you and eat you. If you're too bad, then I don't mind eating it bit by bit while you're still alive. The dark red figure Ramano's laughter was terrifying and cold, and the words he uttered were also numb, cruel and terrifying.

Li Mo snorted coldly, and rushed forward quickly, the thunder knife bundle around the sneering dark thunder fighting qi like a thunder whip towards Ramano. And Ramano also used his fighting spirit, only to see a puff of blood-red flames emerging from the weapon, blocking Li Mo's thunder knife at will, and then stirring it up, but it was empty.

Li Mo, who has the ability to never forget, will not suffer two losses in the same technique, but he suddenly accelerates, withdraws the thunder knife, and goes around to Ramano's back, and the thunder knife slashes at his back.

However, Ramano's combat experience was extremely rich, and he saw that he threw the strange weapon over his shoulder without looking back, and blocked the thunder knife like an eye on his back, and then turned around suddenly, avoiding Li Mo's change of move, and the strange weapon slammed into Li Mo's left shoulder.

The strange weapon didn't seem to be fast, but it was the moment when Li Mo used the trick to get old, which made Li Mo inevitably eat this blow. Whipped away by the other party again.

Ramano's strength was incomparably great, and even though Li Mo had unleashed his fighting spirit to resist, he was still smashed by his weapon, and the pain was incomparable.

"I can't beat it at all, will this guy be a high-level warrior above level ten. Li Mo got up from the ground again, because his left shoulder was temporarily unable to exert his strength, he could only weakly stick to his side, and said with a pale face.

The monstrous man who called himself Ramano was unlike any other professional he had ever met, and was an expert in combat and killing.

Although he had been suppressed and beaten by this person, Li Mo still had a feeling that the other party had not done his best.

There's no doubt that this guy threw him a few streets away in terms of combat skills. As for the fighting spirit, that strange blood-red fighting spirit didn't seem to lose his dark thunder fighting spirit.

"Hey, your understanding is so poor, you have to use your brain, use all your strength, there is still a chance to win. For now, let's run away. This guy's fighting spirit is a mutated flame fighting spirit - blood and fire fighting energy, and only a madman who has experienced an extremely tragic war and killed countless people can have this kind of fighting spirit. As for the power, it is not bad for your dark thunder fighting spirit, but he has developed it more thoroughly. ”

"Hey, I've only had a fighting spirit for seven or eight days, and of course it's not as thorough as he has developed. Li Mo muttered, didn't even say hello, and ran straight in the opposite direction of the city gate.

If he knows that he can't beat the other party, he still has to hold on, such a stupid thing has not been done since he was thrown on the garbage heap with old Brad and waited for death.

Unexpectedly, Ramano even saw through this intention, and the extremely fast horizontal interception hit Li Mo's body with his strange weapon again, Li Mo snorted and flew out of the ground with a few meters, his palm slapped the ground, and it bounced up like nothing, and the fine lightning under his feet continued to explode, and he fled towards a nearby building complex.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you immortal?" Ramano smiled strangely, and also dragged out a red afterimage, chasing in the direction of Li Mo's escape, and the speed was no slower than Li Mo.

When the two of them fled and chased through a few blocks, Ramano was not only not thrown away by Li Mo's sudden change of direction, but instead closed some distance, which made him let out an unbearable cruel laugh again.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Ramano, who followed Li Mo over a fence, stared at the two grenades rolling under his feet with blood-red eyes.

A violent explosion came from behind him, and Li Mo, who was fleeing in embarrassment, finally had a smile on his face and said, "Use all your strength, is this a kind of power?"

The backpack laughed and said, "The child can be taught." ”

While talking to the backpack, what came to Li Mo's mind was the previous battles with Ramano, and every move and expression of Ramano was constantly replaying in the form of slow-motion pictures.

This bizarre ability to trace back to the past allowed Li Mo to absorb and master Ramano's combat skills at a terrifying speed.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, you've surprised me, and I'll double it back. Suddenly, Ramano's voice came from behind him again, and the two grenades did not hurt him as much as he expected.

Li Mo's face changed, he changed direction again to speed up, ignoring the surprised expressions of pedestrians, and rushed into the busy main street, like a lightning bolt moving back and forth between vehicles.

Not far behind him, Ramano's blood-red light and shadow followed closely.

Suddenly, Li Mo, who had overtaken a truck and disappeared, unexpectedly rushed out from behind a car that was driving in the wrong direction, and fought with Ramano.

The black lightning and the blood-red light collided dozens of times in an instant, and after more than ten seconds, Li Mo spurted blood and flew out upside down, and escaped again after landing on the ground.

Although Ramano was not harmed, his eyes flashed red, revealing a look of surprise.

In the fight just now, Li Mo actually dodged several of his attacks that should have been hit, you know, although his moves are simple, they are direct and effective, and they are the killing moves he extracted from countless cruel and tragic wars.

Even an opponent of the same level, within three moves, will be killed.

"The immortal body is really difficult to deal with. Ramano took out a black scroll from the spatial ring, and after reciting two incantations silently, an orange-red light suddenly shot out from the scroll, quickly catching up with Li Mo.