Li Mu stood in the courtyard and looked at the group of men who had taken Yuan Qinghua hostage: "Are you taking hostages?"
He looked distressed and said: "Brother, you must not walk on the road of crime!"
Then he looked at Li Haichuan: "Dad, what's going on? You know that someone made a mistake, but you didn't remind them. It's really outrageous!"
Li Haichuan: "..."
He glared at Li Mu angrily: "How long has it been since this happened? It's still so out of control!"
Yuan Qinghua, who was pointed at the gun, was surprised, happy and frightened. She turned to look at Li Mu: "Xiao Mu, run! These people have guns and can really kill people!"
Li Mu laughed and said: "Are you kidding? We are in a peaceful society now, how can there be such cruel people? They must be scaring you, and the guns in their hands must be fake."
Having said this, he stepped forward and came to Yuan Qinghua. He stretched out his hand and pushed aside the arm of the man who pointed the gun at Yuan Qinghua: "You guys go out first. I will ask you something later."
Since he appeared, the seven or eight gun-wielding men at the scene have all stayed in place strangely, motionless and unable to even move their eyes.
After listening to Li Mu's instructions, the eight people showed extreme fear in their eyes. Their feet started to move outward without control, and they walked step by step outside the courtyard gate with their guns in hand. They lined up and stood in line like a guard of honor being inspected. Drops of sweat poured out from their foreheads, temples, and necks, and everyone's bodies were trembling.
A strange force controlled their bodies, forcing them to obey Li Mu's orders. Their brains wanted to escape, but their bodies were obeying Li Mu's orders.
"These guys were just making fun of you!"
Li Mu stood in front of Yuan Qinghua and pointed at the eight armed men walking out the door: "These people should be the subordinates of a friend of mine. They probably know that I am going home and want to play a joke on our family." Yuan Qinghua's face turned pale with fright, and she sat softly on the ground. She couldn't help but cursed: "Is there such a joke? Ah? Is there such a joke? Mom has a heart attack and is scared to death!" p>
She angrily said to Li Mu: "What kind of bastard friend are you? You can never be friends with this friend in the future!"
Li Mu hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Yes, this kid is really a bastard. I'll go find him soon and I have to get this out of you!"
He helped Yuan Qinghua into the house: "Mom, drink some water to calm down your shock. I'll go find that kid right now!"
Li Mu took out a few tea leaves and poured a cup of tea for Yuan Qinghua.
After Yuan Qinghua drank the cup of tea, her eyelids suddenly became heavy and she became sleepy. She said to Li Mu: "It scared me to death just now. I'm going to have a good sleep. When mom wakes up, I'll make dumplings for you."
Eat."
Li Mu winked at Li Haichuan next to him, and Li Haichuan helped Yuan Qinghua into the bedroom. After a while, Yuan Qinghua fell into a deep sleep.
Li Haichuan walked out of the bedroom and looked at Li Mu and Li Chengzu: "Let's go out and talk!"
The three of them walked out of the room, came to the courtyard under the grape trellis, and sat down around the stone table and benches.
Li Chengzu's face was gloomy and he looked at Li Mu: "A good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridiculed by others! It seems that we are still too honest!"
The old man's eyes were filled with fierceness: "Now even cats and dogs dare to reach out to us!"
Li Haichuan said coldly: "It must be related to the imperial court! The only one who knows that our Li family's Kung Fu is powerful is the Special Affairs Bureau! These people point out that they want our martial arts secrets, which shows that they have a certain understanding of our situation. This kind of news
, it can only be spread from the Special Affairs Bureau!"
He said to Li Mu: "I have reached the innate level of Qi now. Although I have not broken through the Yuan Dan, I have already practiced the Qinggong Lifting Technique. I have also practiced our Hundred Steps Divine Fist. Damn it, it is just for killing people!"
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Li Chengzu shook his head and said: "Isn't the prestige that Xiao Mu established before enough? This group of people who came to hijack Qinghua are either foreign forces or people with a low position in the court. If their position is high enough, the information they know will be
It will be more comprehensive, but I don’t dare to use my mind on our family.”
Li Mu nodded in agreement: "Yes, if someone is really in a high position, he would not dare to provoke us."
He pondered for a moment, then took out some clothes, shoes and hats from the storage bag and handed them to Li Chengzu and Li Haichuan: "These are some clothes I have refined recently. They can protect against bullets and cannonballs. As for the boots.
Well, it can be considered a small magic weapon. If you put on these shoes, you can fly into the air and stay in the air for half an hour without falling. Well, as for the hat, just think of it as a helmet. It will definitely be bulletproof."
Li Haichuan was overjoyed: "And this treasure?"
He reached out and took the clothes: "How do you use this thing? Can you just put it on?"
Li Mu smiled and said: "Just put it on directly, but you have to control it with your mind to change it into the style you want."
These clothes were made by Gu Qingcheng and Hu Yunniang together. The fabrics of the clothes are fire silk and ice silk, and the front and back are inlaid with dragon scales. As for the hat, it is entirely made of dragon scales and dragon skin.
It is made of enough to withstand the serial attacks of masters below the Golden Core stage. Even the old monsters at the Nascent Soul stage cannot break through the defense of these clothes, shoes and hats.
After all, this is made from the dragon scales and dragon skin of the ancient poisonous dragon. Its defensive power is amazing. Only masters in the Tribulation Stage who possess the True Fire of the Sun or the True Fire of Samadhi can break through the dragon skin. Only monks below the Tribulation Stage can break through it.
Only if you can rely on extremely powerful magic weapons.
Gu Qingcheng and Hu Yunniang made a total of thirteen sets of this kind of dragon skin silk clothing. They each kept three sets, and the remaining seven sets were given to Li Mu.
Li Haichuan took the clothes and went back to the house to put on all his shoes and hats. Under Li Mu's guidance, in a flash of thought, the clothes, which were originally long gowns, turned into modern sportswear, and even the hats were
It becomes a collar and becomes one with the clothes.
"This dress is good! This dress is good!"
Li Haichuan couldn't help but be happy: "I don't have to buy other clothes in the future. I don't have to wash or brush them. I always keep them clean and tidy. Gee, how much time will this save?"
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Li Chengzu was also very happy: "With this treasure in hand, I don't have to worry about your father's safety."
Li Haichuan has a bad temper and doesn't usually take revenge overnight. He has caused countless troubles since he was a child.
Li Chengzu had always been worried that one day he would be hacked to death on the road. Even now that Li Haichuan had reborn and embarked on the path of spiritual practice and became a powerful Qi practitioner, Li Chengzu was still worried that Li Haichuan would kill himself. Now that he has these precious clothes, Li Haichuan's life safety has improved several times.
"Let's go out and ask!"
Li Mu stood up and came to the door, looking at the middle-aged man at the head: "Who are you? What do you do? Who sent you here?"
At this time, sweat poured out from the foreheads of the eight men with guns, and the leading man was soaked with sweat, as if he had been washed by water.
They stood in the open space outside the door, struggling many times in their hearts, but their bodies were out of control and they could not even move their toes.
"My name is Xie Huaizhi, and I am the captain of the corrosive mercenary team. Boss Feng sent us here this time!"
"Who is Boss Feng?"
"Feng Jingting is the young master of the Feng family in Yanjing..."
Under Li Mu's questioning, Xie Huaizhi told them exactly the purpose of kidnapping Yuan Qinghua and the person behind it.
It turned out that there was a middle-aged man named Feng Jingting in Yanjing who got the news from somewhere. He knew about the revival of spiritual energy. He also knew that there was an ancient martial arts family named Li in Taocheng City, Hedong Province. The martial arts passed down in his family were extraordinary. Therefore, Feng Jingting had a crooked idea and secretly hired a squad of corrosive mercenaries to ask them to find a way to obtain the Li family's martial arts secrets.
"This guy is so brave!"
After Li Mu found out the name and origin of the person behind the scenes, he couldn't help but sigh: "This time, he is the one who commits suicide!"
