Chapter 248

In the backyard of the restaurant.

"It's my first time using the Seventy-Two Transformations. It feels quite amazing."

Student Li stretched his fists and kicked his legs. His voice became low, a bit like the bubbling sound he deliberately lowered.

He took out a bronze mirror and looked at it briefly.

At this moment, he had dragon scales on his cheeks and horns on his head.

It was the appearance of a Ming Jiao transformed into a human form.

Behind him, a shadow of a Jiao was vaguely visible.

His mind moved slightly.

He suddenly felt that his body was 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 long whiskers. This change was very fast. Fortunately, Li Mo was also quick and quickly took off the winter clothes made by Princess Jiang.

He became a Ming Jiao with a length of four feet.

"My strength has increased... It seems that I can also control water vapor..."

"Oh my god, a monster!"

Murong Xiao's fingers trembled, and his face was full of shock.

Li Mo: "..."

Brother, 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 understand?"

"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 me in amazement.

Although he himself has the blood of Mingjiao, he cannot completely transform into a Jiao body. This is the first time he has seen his real family.

Look, these scales, these claws, these majestic Jiao horns, these speechless eyes...

Absolutely right!

For a moment, Murong Xiao looked at Li Mo with more and more affection.

"Brother Murong, I know you are very excited, but can you please stop touching me first?"

Little Li Mingjiao wanted to hold his forehead, but found that his claws were too short and he couldn't figure it out at all.

It is said that although the number of claws of Jiaolong and real dragon is different, the length seems to be about the same.

What if they feel itchy on their backs?

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 blood power."

Murong Xiao: "Huh?"

The CPU is about to burn out.

Can the transformation technique be purer than his?

Seeing the kind-hearted classmate Murong fall into deep thought, Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

It is worthy of being the magical power passed down by Monkey Brother. This transformation technique can't be called a transformation at all. It is no different from the real thing.

No wonder Princess Iron Fan can even admit her husband's mistake.......

In this way, the trip to Southern Xinjiang has become more certain.

"It's time to set off..."

"Shopkeeper... Shit!"

Xu Xiaoer just came to the backyard, his eyes rolled up and he fainted.

Li Mo sighed and had to restore his original body and release Yuehua.

Under the moonlight, Xu Xiaoer just woke up slowly. He said anxiously:

"Boss, I just saw such a big dragon."

"You must have had a nightmare."

"Really? I have never had that kind of dream..."

"You forgot, you are crazy, it is not normal to have a weird dream."

Li Mo patted his shoulder.

The moonlight shines.

"That makes sense..."

Xu Xiaoer was quiet and chose to believe his boss.

And he repeatedly assured the boss that he would take good care of the restaurant during the boss' absence.

Who asked the boss to pay a lot of salary?

With money to earn, and even five insurances and one housing fund, who would be so bored to be a killer?

"Boss, rest assured, I will take care of the restaurant."

"Well, if you don't have enough staff, you can go out and get a few colleagues with business experience. I think the one who makes sugar water is good, and it can be considered a re-employment."

"Okay! I will definitely make the restaurant bigger and stronger and create glory again!"

"Not bad, very energetic."

After explaining the restaurant business.

Li Mo walked in front of Murong Xiao and patted him to restart his brain:

"Brother Murong, we are leaving."

"Oh oh..."

Neither of them had anything to pack, not even their bags.

With Xu Xiaoer waving goodbye and the re-employment killers on the whole street seeing them off, the two walked out of Yulong Street.

On the road.

"Well... 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: "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, such as the White Crane Cloud Fist taught to him by Elder Hanhe.

"Then does it mean that the more similar the imitation is, the greater the power will be?"

"Yes, that's the truth." Murong Xiao nodded.

"Just tell me if mine is similar or not."

"0.o"Murong Xiao felt that what Brother Li said made sense.

But it seemed that something was 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 way 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 at the center of the street.

There was a tall building standing out from the crowd, as if the bricks and tiles covered with gold reflected the precious light in the sun, which was extremely dazzling. The gold-plated plaque read:

[Hengtong Trading Company]

There are many precious things in the system space, but not everything is available, and it is definitely not as comprehensive as the trading company.

And the pills and natural treasures for tempering the body are not enough.

It is necessary to scan the goods first.

"Brother Li?"

As soon as I walked into the trading company, the teller at the counter spoke.

Li Mo looked over and saw a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard. He didn't remember knowing this man, but he felt that his voice was familiar.

"Brother, you are..."

"I am Huang Donglai."

The middle-aged man adjusted the beard on his lips and said in a low voice.

"Brother Huang has many identities..."

Li Mo laughed dumbly and asked:

"The last time I saw you, you were still a herbalist. How come you are now a teller at Hengtong Commercial Bank?"

"It's mainly because I'm short of money..."

Huang Donglai smiled shyly: "The cost of food, clothing, housing and transportation in Yunzhou is too high, and I also want to purchase a batch of medicinal materials for practicing."

"Hengtong Commercial Bank not only has considerable salaries, but also employees have internal prices... but they are often scolded by the manager, just bear with it."

Li Mo: "...."

No wonder you have to disguise your identity.

Hengtong Commercial Bank can't even find the person who ran away with a bucket.

"Brother Li, are you going to buy something? I'm familiar with this."

"Well, I'm going to southern Xinjiang. I wonder what kind of preparations I need to make?"

Li Mo thought it would be reliable to ask Huang Donglai about this matter.

As expected.

Huang Donglai smiled confidently:

"Brother Li, you've finally asked the right person. My hometown is in southern Xinjiang."

"I wonder how much money Brother Li plans to spend on various items? It's better to prepare more comprehensively for a long journey."

"I have a deposit slip at Hengtong Commercial Bank. Spend the money on it."

"Okay... eh?!"