Li Yong's mind was spinning, but he said calmly on the surface: "Then you go back and continue to pack the Mamenchisaurus meat! Try to store it all in the kitchen. When I need help, I will ask Li Lingyao to inform you.

"

"Okay, Master, I'm leaving." The next second, Mu Xiyang got in again.

What to think about next?

Do you still want beauties? Forget it! Li Yong has many beauties in him, okay?

There is Wu Yuting next to me, and there are many more in the Medicine King Stone.

Just think about it, the power of a good luck pill will be exhausted soon!

Money is not needed, and neither is beauty.

However, apart from money and beautiful women, Li Yong does not have any special hobbies. What is he thinking about next?

Suddenly, Li Yong thought of the Rebirth Technique he had practiced. He saw that he could not be promoted to a minor achievement in the divine realm because the Rebirth Technique could not be broken through. He wondered if he could break through with the help of the power of Good Luck Pills...

Li Yong really wanted to try it, so he hurriedly started to use the mental method of resurrecting the dead. While practicing, he hugged Wu Yuting and silently prayed in his heart: "Let me break through, let me break through, I want to break through..."

"

What surprised Li Yong was that thinking this way actually turned out to be useful.

He could feel that the mental barrier at the ninth level of the Resurrection Technique was loosening, and it seemed that it was really about to break through.

It’s so amazing!

Li Yong prayed more and more devoutly: "Let me break through, I want to break through, let me break through..."

The mental barrier became looser and looser, and it seemed that the resurrection technique was about to be broken through, but suddenly there was no movement.

Li Yong couldn't figure out what was going on and couldn't help asking Xiao Jinlong: "What's going on?"

"Dear master, the power of the Good Luck Pill has been exhausted by you." Little Golden Dragon replied.

Is this all consumed? It’s over… it’s over…

Oh my god, can't you hold on for a little longer? This is going to make Li Yong even more uncomfortable than premature ejaculation!

Li Yong regretted for a moment! If he had known this, what money would he need? What kind of beauty would he need? For Li Yong now, is money a thing? No! He has so much money now that he doesn’t know how to spend it.

Is beauty a thing? No! Li Yong’s wives are already in their forties, right?

No matter how beautiful a beauty he meets, Li Yong can't arouse much interest, unless it's a spirit beauty!

Now, the only thing that troubles Li Yong is that he can't break through!

It’s really depressing and melancholy!

If you don't waste the power of good luck pills on money and beautiful women, you might be able to really break through.

After regretting for a while, Li Yong asked Xiao Jinlong again: "Are there any good luck pills?"

In order to break through the mental barrier on the ninth level, Li Yong was shameless and prepared to take another pill.

Anyway, I've already eaten it twice, so it doesn't matter if I eat it again. It's just a broken jar!

The little golden dragon twisted his plump butt and suddenly let out a fart. Then he took a deep breath and said: "Master, no more. The essence of my body for three thousand years has been given to you. If you want it, I can give it to you."

We have to wait another three thousand years. Because our dragon clan poops very little, the Good Luck Pills are particularly precious."

Li Yong held back his nausea and said expressionlessly: "Shut up and go to sleep!"

"Thank you for your concern, Master. Good night." The little golden dragon really fell asleep.

Good night, my dear! It's early in the morning, okay?

The car suddenly stopped and it turned out that it had arrived at Wu Yuting's residence in Berlin, Germany.

After Li Yong and Wu Yuting got out of the car, the innocent prodigal son suddenly thought that as Li Yitong's driver, he had to take Li Yitong to work. Isn't it a little late now? Oh my god, the innocent prodigal son drove away in a hurry.

When the innocent prodigal son drove back home, Li Yitong was waiting angrily in the yard.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I sent my brother-in-law out and I came back late." The innocent prodigal explained.

In response, Li Yitong snorted coldly: "Come down and get out of here, you are fired."

When Li Yitong was about to drive on his own, he suddenly discovered that the sports car had been hit and the front of the car was damaged.

Oh my God, my dear sports car, how did you become like this?

Li Yitong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at the innocent prodigal son: "Can you drive?"

The innocent prodigal laughed: "Why not? I have driven tanks and armored vehicles, airplanes and submarines... Isn't driving just like playing? I can drive smoothly with my eyes closed."

"This is not a tank, not an armored vehicle..." Li Yitong was furious.

In the end, I still have to drive on the road. I have to go to work, so I have to wait until after get off work to repair it!

I just don’t know how many days it will take to repair it! What will I do when commuting to and from get off work in the future? Should I buy another one?

This is Qin Haoqi's favorite car, and Li Yitong is really afraid that Qin Haoqi will come back to settle the score with her.

"Mr. Li, wait for me..." Seeing the car driven away by Li Yitong, the innocent prodigal son ran after him.

Half an hour later, when Li Yitong got off the car at the parking lot of Yongge Entertainment Group, he saw the innocent prodigal son following behind the car. Lifting the donkey bag, Li Yitong was surprised and said: "Running so fast?"

The innocent prodigal shook his sweaty hair and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, actually, I can run faster."

"What is your strength?" Li Yitong rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and asked.

"God Realm." The innocent prodigal son said with pride. In fact, he was only at the peak of the spiritual realm. The reason why he said he was in the divine realm was because he wanted to show off his face in front of Li Yitong, pretending to be cool and airy.

Because there are no 18-year-old god-level warriors in the world. Therefore, he is very proud, very proud.

In fact, there are no records of warriors at the peak of spiritual realm in the world.

The innocent prodigal son really has the right to be proud and has the right to be proud.

"Crazy?" Li Yitong looked disdainful and turned to leave.

The innocent prodigal son chased after him and explained: "I'm not crazy, I'm a strong person in the divine realm."

"Is the inner strength powerful?" Li Yitong knew that she had already achieved some inner strength. She really wanted to punch the innocent prodigal son to see if she could kill him with one punch.

"Of course it's more powerful than Nei Jin. Above Nei Jin is the spiritual realm, and above the spiritual realm is the divine realm. I'm at least a hundred times more powerful than Nei Jin warriors. I can defeat a hundred peak Nei Jin warriors by myself," the pure prodigal explained.

.

Li Yitong was shocked: "Oh, so powerful? As far as I know, Brother Yong is only in the spiritual realm now, but you are actually better than Brother Yong? Then let me ask you, if you fight with Brother Yong, can you beat him?"

Recalling the scene in Japan where the innocent prodigal son once fought with Li Yong, the innocent prodigal son said solemnly: "I don't know either! However, my brother-in-law is very good at fighting, otherwise, I wouldn't let my sister

Marry him."

Li Yitong said disdainfully: "Does your sister just listen to you like this?"

"Of course, my sister just listens to me." The innocent prodigal son said seriously.

Li Yitong snorted coldly: "Then tell your sister and Brother Yong to leave and see if she listens to you!"

"This..." The innocent prodigal son didn't dare to try. He was afraid of being beaten to death by Li Yong, and he was also afraid of being directly scolded to death by his sister.

Tuk-tuk-tuk... Li Yitong moved her slender legs and stepped on high heels, and soon walked to the gate of Yongge Entertainment Group Company. She stopped, called a bodyguard, and asked: "Where is your captain?

Call him over."

Soon, the captain ran over and said hello respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Li."

"What is your strength?" Li Yitong asked.

"I am a great spiritual master." The captain replied with a proud look on his face.

Li Yitong pointed at the innocent prodigal son and ordered: "Beat him, beat him and drive him out."

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, why are you chasing me away?" The innocent prodigal son looked melancholy.

However, the captain had already punched him and said: "Get out, if you don't get out, I will beat you to death."

The innocent prodigal son grabbed the bodyguard captain's fist, blocked and pushed him slightly, and pushed the captain to the ground.

"It's useless. If you can't drive him away, you don't have to do it." Li Yitong scolded.

The captain's face turned red with shame after being scolded. He hurriedly got up, raised a bottle of fire extinguisher and hit the innocent prodigal on the head. No matter what, he had to keep this high-paying job, otherwise he would have to drink northwest

wind.

Therefore, he used all his strength to directly knock Chunqing Luangzi away.

As a result, the innocent prodigal son kicked him and directly kicked the bodyguard captain away.

Seeing this scene, Li Yitong's eyes lit up slightly and he immediately changed his mind: "You can be my bodyguard!"

Happiness came too quickly, and the innocent prodigal son hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Li, I will do a good job."

Li Yitong waved his hand, wanting to test the innocent prodigal son. He glanced at the sports car and said calmly: "Fix the car for me first. I will use it in the afternoon. No matter what method you use, it must be repaired. Go quickly."

"Yes, I promise to complete the task." The innocent prodigal ran over immediately, got into the sports car and looked for a car repair place.

Li Yitong didn't know that because of her words, in the next few hours, the owner of a luxury car repair shop in Berlin was pinned to the ground by the innocent prodigal and beaten so hard that his head was broken.

Blood flow.
To be continued...