In the backyard of the restaurant.
"It's my first time using the Seventy-Two Transformations, and it feels pretty amazing."
Student Li stretched out his fists and kicked his legs, and his voice became low, a bit like the bubbling sound that he deliberately lowered.
He took out a bronze mirror and took a quick look.
At this moment, dragon scales grew on my cheeks and horns grew on my head.
It was the appearance of a Ming Jiao transformed into a human form.
Behind him, a shadow of a dragon was vaguely visible.
The mind moved slightly.
He suddenly felt his body being stretched, and there seemed to be clouds and mist around him. His palms turned into dragon claws, and the fluff on his lips turned into a long beard. The changes were very rapid. Fortunately, Li Mo acted quickly and quickly took off the winter clothes made by Princess Jiang.
He turned into a four-meter-long roaring dragon.
"My strength has increased... I can even control water vapor..."
"Oh my god, a monster!"
Murong Xiao's fingers trembled and his face was full of shock.
Li Mo: “…”
Buddy, do you want to look in the mirror first?
"I understand, I understand." Murong Xiao pondered for a moment, his eyes full of wisdom.
"What did you realize?"
"It turns out that Brother Li and I are family, so he was able to recognize me when we were in Shenfeng Cave!"
Murong Xiao came closer and looked at it in amazement.
Although he has the blood of Ming Jiao, he cannot completely transform into a Jiao. This is the first time he has met his real family.
Look at these scales, these claws, these majestic horns, these speechless eyes...
Absolutely right!
For a moment, Murong Xiao looked at Li Mo with more and more affectionate eyes.
"Brother Murong, I know you are very excited, but could you please stop touching me?"
Little Li Mingjiao wanted to hold his forehead, but found that his claws were too short and he couldn't touch it at all.
Although the number of claws of a Jiaolong and a real dragon is different, their length seems to be similar.
What if they have an itch on their back?
Li Mo wanted to cough lightly, but ended up snorting: "Let's get back to the point, Brother Murong, this is just a transformation technique, not the real power of blood."
Murong Xiao: "Huh?"
The cpu is about to burn out.
Can the art of transformation become purer than his?
Seeing the kind-hearted classmate Murong lost in thought, Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
It is worthy of being the magical power passed down by Monkey King. This transformation technique cannot even be called a transformation. It is indistinguishable from the real thing.
No wonder Princess Iron Fan could even admit her husband's mistake...
In this way, the trip to southern Xinjiang becomes more certain.
"It's time to set off..."
"Shopkeeper....Shit!"
As soon as Xu Xiaoer came to the backyard, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Li Mo sighed, and had to return to his original form and release Yuehua.
Under the moonlight, Xu Xiaoer slowly woke up. He said anxiously:
"Boss, I just saw a huge dragon."
"You must be having a nightmare."
"Really? I've never had that kind of dream before..."
"You forgot, you are insane, it is not normal to have a weird dream."
Li Mo patted his shoulder.
The clear light shines.
“That makes sense…”
Xu Xiaoer calmed down and chose to trust his boss.
He also assured the boss again and again that he would take good care of the restaurant during his absence.
It’s because the boss pays me so much.
There is money to be made, and even five social insurances and one housing fund. Who would be so idle as to become a killer?
"Don't worry, boss. Leave the restaurant to me."
"Well, if you don't have enough manpower, you can go out and recruit a few colleagues with business experience. I think the one who makes sweet soup is good. It can be considered a re-employment."
"Okay! I will make the restaurant bigger and stronger and create greater glory!"
"Yes, very energetic."
I have explained the restaurant matters.
Li Mo walked up to Murong Xiao and patted him, causing his brain to restart:
"Brother Murong, we have to leave."
"oh oh....."
There was nothing much for either of them to pack, not even their bags.
With Xu Xiaoer waving goodbye and the farewell of the re-employment killers on the entire street, the two walked out of Yulong Street.
On the way.
"Hmm...Brother Li, what kind of martial arts do you have? It's so magical."
Murong Xiao finally accepted the fact that Li Mo was not his family, but he still couldn't help being curious.
Li Mo thought for a moment and said, "Aren't there many martial arts that imitate birds and beasts?"
"Yes, that kind of martial arts is called pictographic martial arts." Murong Xiao nodded.
He had also come into contact with it, for example, the White Crane Hanging Cloud Fist taught to him by Elder Hanhe.
"So the more similar the imitation is, the more powerful it is?"
"Yes, that's the truth." Murong Xiao nodded.
"Just tell me if I look like this."
"0.o"
Murong Xiao felt that what Brother Li said made sense.
But something seemed wrong.
After thinking for a while, Murong Xiao decided to give up thinking.
He looked at the streets around him and found that this was not the road out of the city, but a more prosperous area than Yulong Street.
"Brother Li, aren't we going to Southern Xinjiang?"
"Of course, but the journey to Southern Xinjiang is long, so we should be prepared."
Li Mo looked towards the center of the street.
There was a tall building standing out from the crowd, like golden tiles reflecting precious light in the sun, dazzling. On the gold-plated plaque was written:
【Hengtong Trading Company】
There are many precious things in the system space, but it may not have everything and is definitely not as comprehensive as a business.
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