Chapter 12: This Feels Cool!
At this time, Li Xiaoyao had already exchanged the 50,000 yuan check from the bank for a real soft girl.
Money is such a thing, cash is far more reliable than checks.
What's more, he is already shy now, and if he wants to find a place with abundant spiritual energy outside to cultivate, rent is inevitable.
He rushed to the school, hoping to fry the blood primrose as soon as possible according to the method in "Strange Things", and make up for the goddess Liu Shishi.
Thinking of the goddess's touched appearance, Li Xiaoyao secretly laughed.
He also knew that after today, he and Mo Hao were already in a state of undying, and the other party would definitely not let him go, but ...... So what?
The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and he Li Xiaoyao is now a cultivator in the early stage of qi refining, and he is still afraid that he will not succeed!
In the scorching sun, in an inaccessible alley, when Li Xiaoyao walked forward with a smile on his face, his face suddenly changed slightly!
"Robbery!" In the alley in front of him, a rough and domineering voice suddenly sounded.
Immediately, Li Xiao looked at the small alley in front of him, and there was a big man with a sturdy figure standing in the middle of the narrow alley.
The big man's figure stood like an iron tower, his face was meaty, and his eyes were full of fierce looks.
At the same time, the big man's body intentionally or unintentionally exuded a trace of aura fluctuations, and his palms were clenched into fists, making a clicking sound.
Lian Jiazi!
When Li Xiaoyao saw this big man, the first thought in his heart was that eighty percent of them were people sent by Mo Hao to clean up after him.
"Are you sure you want to rob?" Li Xiaoyao glanced at the big man and said with a smile.
He is now a cultivator, a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining, and he killed a cow with one punch, and he still dares to come and rob me? You are really not afraid that I will rob you!
People are always like this, even if you don't mess with others, others will not necessarily let you go.
Seeing that Li Xiaoyao was so calm, the big man obviously didn't expect it, his face was slightly stunned, and then he said with a fierce face: "Where did you come from so much nonsense, Lao Tzu wants to rob!"
Li Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Then if you want to rob money or sex, let's say that I don't have a base, so if you rob sex, you should go to someone else, and I am poor and have no money." ”
The big man didn't expect Li Xiaoyao to be so oily, his face was suddenly annoyed, and he said: "Made, don't talk nonsense, hand over everything you got today, such as what medicinal herbs and the like, otherwise don't want to see the sun tomorrow!"
Hearing the big man's words, Li Xiaoyao immediately proved his conjecture, this big man was really sent by Mo Hao, as for the purpose, he thought it was to clean up his own meal, and then get back the blood primrose.
You must know that the blood primrose was booked by the Qin family before, according to the observation in the treasure building just now, Li Xiaoyao knew that this Qin family's power must be above the Mo family, and the Mo family naturally did not want to offend, so this blood primrose, they must have to find a way to recover it.
In this way, Mo Hao must be around, maybe he is watching a good show at this time.
At this moment, behind the alley, a cold scolding voice came: "Made, a dignified yellow-level master, what a fart, are you still afraid that he will not succeed as a yellow-haired boy?!"
Looking at the voice, who is Mo Hao?
Li Xiaoyao was not surprised, but smiled: "I know that your dog can't change eating." ”
Mo Hao snorted coldly, his eyes were full of hatred, from childhood to adulthood, no one nodded when he saw him, but he was humiliated repeatedly under the hillbilly in front of him.
He will never forget such a feud for the rest of his life!
Thinking about it, Mo Hao looked at the big man and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze, remove his third leg for me!"
Hearing the sound, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the big man's eyes, and suddenly the momentum of his whole body soared, and a yellow aura emerged from around his body and appeared above his head!
Yellow Battle!
This is the characteristic sign of a Yellow Rank Master.
In Huaxia, there is a legendary power, that is, the power of ancient martial arts, people who practice ancient martial arts, often accompanied by battle qi, the level from high to the end is heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each level has a corresponding battle qi.
The battle qi of the yellow-level master is yellow, and as for the xuan-level master, the battle qi is orange.
"This is the so-called yellow-level master. Li Xiaoyao was slightly shocked in his heart, it turned out that there really existed the legendary ancient martial arts, and the Mo family had such a master.
The battle aura appeared, and immediately the entire space was covered with yellow aura, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with the aura of battle.
"Boy, take your life!" the yellow-level man shouted, and then turned into a strong wind, and his body swooped towards Li Xiaoyao.
He was like a fierce tiger, and the air currents around him fluctuated sharply, as if they were about to tear apart the space in front of him.
The momentum of the yellow-level man was amazing, and the surrounding battle qi was constantly destroying the surroundings, making bursts of crackling sounds, and the stones on the ground were blown up and flying all over the sky.
Seeing this, Mo Hao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had a burst of arrogance on his face, in his opinion, Li Xiaoyao could not be the opponent of the yellow-level master.
However, in the face of the fierce offensive momentum of the yellow-level masters, Li Xiaoyao did not have the slightest fear in his eyes.
Although the speed and strength of the yellow-level man are amazing, in Li Xiaoyao's eyes, it is the same.
Seeing that the fist and momentum of the yellow-level big man rushed over, Li Xiaoyao dodged quickly, avoided the opponent's attack, came behind the big man, and instantly used the air flow inside him, and slammed out towards his back and flying legs!
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the yellow-level big man did not touch any corner of Li Xiaoyao's clothes, but was kicked by Li Xiaoyao and flew several feet away.
The body of the yellow-level man fell heavily to the ground, and there was a burst of pain in his waist, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His originally fierce face was pale at this time, and his eyes were full of disbelief and looked at Li Xiaoyao.
Li Xiaoyao's strength was too strong, even if he was a yellow-level master, the big man was powerless to stop it at all, and he had already been kicked down before he even saw how Li Xiaoyao made a move.
Just kidding, Li Xiaoyao is a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining!
Even if he is a Xuan-level master, he must be able to fight, let alone a little yellow-level rookie?
Seeing that the situation was not right, Mo Hao turned around and ran away.
"Hehe, why are you in such a hurry? Do you want me to give you a ride!" Li Xiaoyao grinned, and before his words fell, he flew away.
Suddenly, Mo Hao let out a ghost scream, and the whole person drew an arc in the air, flying from one end of the alley to the other end of the alley.
Li Xiaoyao said lightly: "This time it just wasted your kidney, so that you can no longer persecute the women of the good family, next time you provoke me, be careful of your life!"
Hearing Li Xiaoyao's words, Mo Hao, who was lying on the ground, shivered excitedly.
He only felt a throbbing pain in his waist, which was enough to show that Li Xiaoyao's kick just now had indeed hurt the kidneys, he didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly felt Xiao Didi, and his heart was instantly cool and cool......
Li Xiaoyao clapped his hands and thought, no wonder the authors of the novel are willing to write plots that pretend to be forced to slap their faces, this operation is so cool!
Putting away his thoughts, he turned and walked towards the comforts of school.