In the small courtyard, Li Junhao was dressed in a green shirt, with long sleeves fluttering in the weak morning breeze.

He looked at the faint light sky and walked out of his small courtyard. He needed to buy more food and other daily necessities while Qianqian hadn't woken up yet.

After all, in such extraordinary times, it is better to be careful. So he had to go early and come back early. He walked several streets and bought many things, enough for him to spend a few days.

When he rushed back to his house.

Before you know it, it's already three poles in the sun.

"Hmm. ”

Turning an alley, I looked at the quiet alley, the neighborhood with closed doors. He had some doubts in his heart, and then saw the broken gate of his small courtyard. His expression changed drastically, his face was full of anxiety, and he hurried over. I prayed in my heart that Qianqian had not woken up and not come out of the small world of the bookbox.

Otherwise, face an unknown enemy. He really didn't know if Yi Qianqian's strange ability would be able to support it.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, he flipped through his hand and took out a half-zhang spear made of thousand-year-old ironwood from the storage bag. The spear was swarthy, as if it were made of the best cold iron, and shone with a chilling glow.

He secretly regretted in his heart that he hadn't bought those energy weapons like sci-fi blockbusters in the first place. Although those are all outdated and obsolete. Although it is true that the price to pay is a bit big. But he was still able to afford it, but he gave up because he was afraid that it would attract attention.

His right hand, like a good jade carving, bulged with green tendons, and he held the spear tightly, and this familiar feeling brought him a strong sense of security.

For for for four years since he crossed the wilderness, his weapon has been a spear. From the original made of ordinary branches, to the current hand of the millennium ironwood.

It's not that he doesn't want to practice swords, practice swords.

Chic, coquettish.

It's just that in the deep mountains and old forests, in sparsely populated small mountain villages, these things are not available to a black household like him who has nothing.

In order to survive, his only option is a spear, a spear sharpened from fallen branches. From the initial unaccustomed to the current companion!

"Bang. ”

Before entering the courtyard, a violent roar was heard.

His body moved slightly, moving towards the house. There is no sound between walking, like a hunting cheetah, without a trace of wind. Although the speed is fast, the cheongsam has an eerie sense of calm!

He walked through the door and saw.

A dwarf winter melon took a figure-eight step, spat fiercely on the broken door panel, and said with a look of disdain and envy: "Straight lady thief, this kid will really enjoy it." ”

Fat Tiger looked at the housework doll Ah Bao who was pressed to the ground by more than a dozen younger brothers, and his heart was full of envy.

Although this is a model that has long been obsolete, not everyone can have it in the outer city. In the black market, he needs hundreds of yuan stones, and if he has these hundreds of yuan stones, he may not be able to further enter the realm of the Purple Mansion and step into the ranks of monks.

If you become a monk, you will have the opportunity to apply to live in the inner city!

At that time, whether it is the cultivation environment or the resources, it will definitely not be comparable to the outer city.

Thinking of this, he looked at the group of little brothers who rudely pressed Ah Bao to the ground, and scolded: "Damn, you bastards, be careful, if you damage it, Lao Tzu will make you look good." ”

"Po is just a household puppet and does not provide special services. Po was pressed to the ground, his eyes made of red hedron shining uncertainly, and the mechanical voice kept explaining the fact that he was just a household puppet.

He stupidly reminded the dozen or so fools on his body that he was not a puppet of special services and could not provide special services.

As a household puppet, he is absolutely not allowed to move on humans, even if he can easily overturn all the dozen stupid people on his body!

Li Junhao looked at the messy courtyard, the broken recliner on the ground, and the three-dimensional projection equipment that fell to the ground, not knowing if he could still use it.

Then he looked into the distance and saw the door that was still intact, and he was somewhat relieved. Hearing Bao's stupid and cute voice, I thought that they should have just arrived not long ago, and they were attracted by Bao's attention. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although Po is a little stupid, he is a good hand at attracting firepower at critical moments.

Dwarf winter melon heard the movement behind him and turned around. He squinted his eyes and looked at Li Junhao, who was three feet away, walking step by step.

Condensation Cave Realm, you can't go wrong.

The four realms of martial artists are one realm lower than themselves. He was very determined, and thought that after finishing the matter, he would grab the housework doll and sell it, even if it couldn't be sold for more than 100 yuan, there were still 70 or 80 yuan. His heart is hot, and he thinks that there should be more yuan stones for housework dolls that he can use.

Yuanshi, in the outer city, it is a good thing that is difficult to buy with money.

"Boss, this kid actually came over with a piece of broken wood, he didn't want to plug it. I'm. Eye. I'm so scared, boss. A short and obscene little brother behind him, seeing Li Junhao coming, twisted his ass while holding down Ah Bao, and sneered.

His voice fell, which immediately caused the group of little brothers to burst into laughter.

"This kid has fine skin and tender meat, white and clean, and looks more beautiful than the **** of Baixianglou, and the uncle will take you naked to see, it won't be a Xibei goods." ”

Looking at the boss's appearance of victory, although they don't have the eyesight of the dwarf winter melon to see through Li Junhao's cultivation, the attitude of the dwarf winter melon has explained everything.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard is their strength.

For the little brother's teasing, the dwarf winter melon did not stop it.

Sometimes words are a force in themselves.

Anger that makes the opponent lose his mind. An opponent who has lost his mind is full of flaws.

In the face of their ridicule, Li Junhao's face became colder and colder. A pair of pupils gradually turned bloody, and anger churned in his heart.

It's really deceitful!

"This kid's eyes are red, he can't be a rabbit. Ha ha. A long hair with a bunch of pigtails on his head, seeing Li Junhao's reddened pupils, pointed at him and sneered.

Li Junhao stopped two feet away from the fat tiger. His eyes looked directly at the fat tiger, and his eyes were full of murder. The group of little brothers are now being dragged by Ah Bao, and they are powerless to surround him.

And the other party clearly deliberately provoked trouble, so there is nothing to talk about!

Now is the right time.

Only, kill!

His face was hideous, his eyes were red, and he shouted, "Kill." ”

Drinking violently, he stepped on the bluestone slab with his feet and completely shattered it. and left a two-foot pit in the ground.

He held a spear in one hand. The body is like a gale, and the gun is like a shooting star.

The guns are full of energy, like snake letters, and they are fascinating. The body moves, the wind howls, and the sand flies away from the rocks, which is really as terrible as a giant python predatoring.

The distance of two zhang is instantaneous.

He was very confident in his shot, and in the past four years, he has only practiced this move, stabbing.

Although he is only at the peak of the condensation point, he is not inferior to his innate strength in qi and blood. It has reached the limit of 129,600 catties of mortal strength!

A shot is stabbed, and there is no regret about sacrificing your life!

He believes that even an ordinary innate will never be able to stop this shot.

Fat Tiger's face remained unchanged, he waited for a long time just to provoke Li Junhao and make him lose his mind. He worked unhurriedly to the whole body, and his golden appearance was like King Kong.

He had a cruel smile on his face, and he didn't intend to dodge.

He has full confidence in his horizontal kung fu, don't say that he is just a boy in the cave realm and holding a wooden stick.

Even if he is an innate with rich experience and holding a steel knife, he is confident that he can take a hard blow without the other party's knowledge.

He wants to declare with Li Junhao's blood who is the real owner of this territory.

The spear came in an instant, and the spear was pointed on the fat tiger's chest.

Both of them changed their faces, showing a look of anger.

The fat tiger stumbled, took three steps back, stepped out of the bluestone slab three big holes, and finally half of his calf fell into it. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the black power suit on his chest shattered, and blood gushed out.

He was furious, he didn't expect Li Junhao to be just in the cave condensation realm, this huge strength was not half a point weaker than him, and what was even more rare was the purity of true qi, which made people feel shocked. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't been born and couldn't borrow the power of heaven and earth, I'm afraid he would have died here.

The group of thugs of the Tiger Gang looked at the fat tiger who was pointed in the chest by the spear, and the blood gushing out, and looked at each other.

They didn't expect that the little white rabbit in front of them suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty gray wolf. In their eyes, the invincible tiger master was injured in one face.

The thousand-year-old ironwood, which is as hard as steel, bent into a half moon under Li Junhao's great force.

His face was ugly, he really didn't expect that he was just a thug in a street club, and he would have such profound horizontal attainments.

He shot with all his might, but he was stuck only half an inch into his body.

In front of him, he couldn't advance or retreat.

Advance, powerless to break through.

If you retreat, you will surely die.

"Boy, you've Uncle Ben. Lao Tzu is going to tear you apart. "The fat tiger was furious, and his hair rushed to the crown. He worked all over his body, the black power suit on his upper body was shattered, and his height grew a head taller.

He held the spear in his left hand and clenched his fist in his right hand, making a sonic boom.

Vigorously silent, loud and loud.

This punch was the pinnacle punch he hit. If it is usual, it is enough to make him proud for a long time.

Fast as a meteor, heavy as a hill.

A punch came out, silently, like cotton, imprinted on Li Junhao's heart without effort.

Li Junhao's right finger bones were white, he held the spear tightly, and his raised left hand hung down weakly. A pair of blood-colored eyes, slowly losing focus.

A wisp of blood fell from the corner of his mouth, flowed through his right hand, and slashed across the spear. In the dazzling sunlight, it shimmers with a touch of gold.

He only felt that his heart was as uncomfortable as an explosion. There was chaos in his eyes, and the world turned into darkness.

At the same time, a sigh sounded from the heart. I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going, ethereal, unpredictable.

Fat Tiger looked at Li Junhao's eyes that had lost focus, and he was very happy. He raised his right hand and wanted to tear off Li Junhao's head alive.

"The tiger is mighty and invincible in the world. ”

The group of thugs of the Tiger Gang felt like they were on a roller coaster. Seeing that Li Junhao was seriously injured by a punch, the careful thoughts that had just seen the fat tiger injured were thrown away instantly.

They shouted jubilantly.