Chapter 585 Does a tiger poison not eat a child?

Between the lightning, a strong hurricane has been felt on the weekend ten steps away from Li Dameng.

In the morning of the imperial capital, the morning light is bright and warm as spring.

However, at this moment, the weekend felt the abering north wind. The wind, frost and sword-like oppression made the weekend a hunting wind all over his body, as if standing in the bow of the big waves.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the invisible fist hit the door of the weekend.

In an instant, the weekend felt that my facial muscles were deformed by Li Daqiang's fist.

When he saw Li Dameng disappear out of thin air and rushed towards himself faster than his eyes, he had already reacted on the weekend. He quickly retreated, also faster than his eyesight, and his lower body could hardly be seen with the naked eye.

When he felt Li Dameng's fist hit his face, he had already waved his palms on the weekend.

Clap...

On weekends, I used my palms, and my palms came out, making the air bursting.

Bang!

Another muffled sound, and the weekend's palms caught Li Dameng's fierce straight fist.

"Oh!"

I felt that my arms were about to be smashed by Li Dameng's punch. On the weekend, he instinctively roared, and all the unparalleled dark energy contained in his body was poured into his palms.

Just when I felt that my body was about to fly upside down by Li Dameng's punch on the weekend, I quickly urged Beiming Shengong on the weekend.

Sud of a sudden, the dark energy in his palm instantly turned into a streamer. The streamer turned around and easily penetrated into Li Dameng's body along Li Dameng's fist.

"Ah..."

Li Dameng exclaimed, and he quickly shrank his hand. When he could not breathe, he reluctantly withdrew his hand back, which stopped the dangerous situation of being sucked away by the weekend.

He was extremely fast and easily retreated ten steps away from the weekend.

When the big god stick and Shi Fangyuan saw Li Da suddenly retreat, they instinctively jumped up and protected Li Dameng in front of him. At the same time, more than a dozen men in black robes appeared secretly. The average age of these people was over 50 years old, all of whom were dark masters raised by the Li family. As soon as they appeared, they surrounded the weekend. It's not leaking, and I'm staring at it.

"Northernming shen gong! It's the Northern Underworld! It's really the Northern Underworld!"

After stabilizing his body, Li Da was stunned and even became incoherent: "After three generations, the unique skills of our Li family have been displayed by future generations!"

He was beaten upside down and smashed on the rockery twice in a row, and then took Li Dameng's fierce fist. At this time, his physical strength was almost exhausted on the weekend. His arms were sore and numb as if they had been electrocuted. His body was stiff and painful, and his back ribs were even broken.

In the face of more than a dozen dark strong men raised by the Li family, I suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness on the weekend.

"Ha ha!" His cold eyes swept more than a dozen dark masters who surrounded him like an iron bucket, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly on the weekend, showing a bitter smile.

You can feel that although the more than ten dark masters who surrounded him are a little weaker than Li Dameng and the big god stick, they are all first-class masters. If they rush up, they won't even have a chance to escape on the weekend.

On the weekend, I thought that after sucking the dark energy of Qin Da Neng, I could be invincible in the world, but now it seems that there is no end to martial arts, and it is too far from being invincible in the world.

"Sir, this boy is too evil. Kill him, right?" The god stick in front of Li Dameng stared coldly at the weekend, and his eyes were full of fear.

After listening to the words of the big god stick, he secretly stepped back half a step on the weekend and clenched his fists tightly. He had planned that since he could not escape, he had to fight hard. Killing one is enough, and killing two to earn one.

On the weekend, they secretly retreated half a step, and the more than a dozen dark masters took the first half of the step. They have monks, customs, Taoism and Confucianism. Everyone's origin and inheritance are different, but their actions are consistent. Obviously, they have joined hands more than once, subtly, and cooperate with a very tacit understanding.

"Presumptuous!"

At this time, Li Dameng had recovered from the shock. After listening to the words of the big god stick, he went to see more than a dozen dark masters who wanted to take action against the weekend and immediately roared: "All of them retreat!"

"Yes!"

After listening to Li Dameng's words, the more than a dozen dark masters did not pause for a moment, nodded in unison, and then all of them turned into an invisible spirit and disappeared.

"Sir..." The big stick obviously didn't understand Li Dameng's strength and quickly persuaded him, "This boy is very dangerous. It's a scourge to keep it!"

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children!" When Li Dameng said this, he glanced at the weekend vaguely.

My heart skipped off at the weekend.

The god stick frowned slightly, and then he hurriedly lowered his head deeply, and said in fear, "Master, I'm guilty!"

"That's all!" Li Dameng waved his hand slightly and motioned the big stick to retreat. Instead, he said to the weekend, "Weekend, do you know why I say 'tiger poison does not eat children'?"

The weekend frowned deeply. He had learned from the female goblin Li Guan Fei that those who could practice Beiming magic skills were the descendants of Li Mo, the ancestor who created this set of magic skills.

Since Li Dameng is the current head of the Li family and the descendant of Li Mo, it is naturally the weekend, and there is a great possibility that he is Li Dameng's son and biological son.

On the weekend, he carefully looked at Li Dameng. From top to bottom, he carefully looked back and forth. He wanted to find a place similar to himself from Li Dameng. However, no matter how he looked at it on the weekend, he felt that he did not look like Li Dameng, not at all.

Moreover, subconsciously, he did not think that Li Dameng would be his biological father on the weekend. He always believed that his biological father was Zhou's father, and he was not a descendant of the Li family.

At this time, the female goblins Li Guan Fei and Tang Ziyan also appeared. When the two women saw the weekend, especially Tang Ziyan, they ran directly to the weekend and followed the weekend with joy.

As for the female goblin Li Guanpei, she wore a white sportswear and stood in a pavilion 20 steps away from the weekend, looking at the weekend quietly.

consciously glanced at Li Guan Fei, the weekend was sad and blurted out, "You want to say that I'm your son, right?"

Li Da suddenly smiled faintly and did not answer the questions of the weekend, but raised his feet and took the initiative to welcome the weekend. At this moment, the originally tall and powerful man seemed to be much older. In him, he saw the shadow of Zhou's father on the weekend.

When he was a child, in the impression of weekends, Zhou's father always went out early and came back late. He worked in a factory on the verge of bankruptcy and received less than ten red soft coins every month.

However, it is these less than ten soft girl coins that have not been hungry or cold since childhood.

Zhou's father's hand full of age-caly supports his childhood on the weekend.

At that time, for a pack of 50 cents of "crispy noodles", you can get up at six o'clock in the morning to send Zhou's father out, and then sit in the yard shared by several families, holding your cheeks with your hands, from the morning until the sunset, until the dusty Zhou's father twisted a large piece of pork in his left hand and holding a bag of "crispy noodles" in his right hand. Go home.

At that time, the weekend will jump into Zhou's father's arms and call sweetly: "Dad!"

Then, he took the crispy noodles on the weekend, ran to the big tree in the yard, and shared a bag of "crispy noodles" with Zhou Xiaomo.

That was a memorable childhood.

Every time I think about it, I feel warm in my heart on weekends, and because of this, I have strengthened his determination to work hard to make money. For nothing else, I can repay Zhou's father with a large box of "crisp noodles" when he returns to his hometown in the village of the city one day.

Except for Zhou's father, he never thought about who to call him "Dad" on the weekend. In the weekend, this name is too solemn and sacred. Even if Li Dameng is really his biological father, he will not recognize it.

Looking at Li Dameng gradually approaching him, he suddenly had an impulse to escape on the weekend. He couldn't stand Li Dameng looking at him with his father's son's eyes, let alone Li Dameng's affectionately reaching out to touch him next.

"Son, you finally went home." It seemed that he was aware of the embarrassment of the weekend, so Li Dmeng stopped three or five steps before the weekend.

"Son, I'm sorry, I'm not a competent father. I didn't fulfill my obligations as a father. I didn't see you learn language from toddler to dental. I didn't see you get 100 points in double subjects in elementary school. I didn't see you grow up little by little..."

" shut up!" On the weekend, a low voice interrupted Li Dameng's unfinished words. He gritted his teeth and blurted out, "My father's name is Zhou Jixiang, not you!"

"Zhou Jixiang?" Hearing the name, Li Dameng's heart was beating wildly, and even the big stick looked surprised.

Obviously, whether it is Li Dameng or Dashang, he is familiar with the name "Zhou Jixiang".

"Yes, my father's name is Zhou Jixiang, a person from Kangcheng, not you, Li Dameng!" When I said this on the weekend, I had a firm expression on my face.

"He is not your father!" Li Dameng, who was originally very gentle, suddenly became restless and trembled all over. "I am your father, your biological father."

"You fart." On the weekend, the voice was louder than Li Dameng.

"You are presumptuous!" Li Da roared fiercely and was furious. "Your birthday is the eighth day of the eighth lunar calendar in 19XX. When you were born, there was a thumb-sized birthmark on your left leg and knee."

"You..."

After listening to Li Dameng's words, he was surprised on the weekend, because what Li Dameng said was all true.

Since childhood, there has been a thumb-sized birthmark on the left knee on weekends, and it is also red. As you get older, the birthmark becomes less and less obvious. By the weekend when you go to junior high school, the birthmark has completely disappeared.

I know that there is a birthmark on the knee of my left leg on the weekend. Except for myself, Zhou's father, Zhou's mother and Zhou Xiaomo, there is only the old man who is already lying in the grave bag.

"How do you know?" Shocked at the weekend.

"I not only know that there is a thumb-sized birthmark on your left leg knee, but I also know that there is a black mole on your chest." Li Da suddenly saw the big change in expression on the weekend and said, "When you were born, your mother laughed and said that you were a 'big mole'."

Li Dameng said and wanted to raise his feet to face the weekend.

"Don't come here!"

I was scared on the weekend. I was really scared. Li Dameng said that he had a black mole on his chest. He was right again. He subconsciously stepped back and tried to get rid of Li Dameng.

Yes, there is a black mole on the chest on the weekend. Before the old man in the grave bag passed away, he also said that the weekend was a "big mole". For this reason, there is also a nickname on the weekend, called "Zhou Dazhi".

"Son, I'm your father, your biological father!"

Li Dameng's mood seemed to be out of control. When he said this, he rushed to the weekend desperately and hugged the weekend in his arms.

"Child, I'm really your biological father, and your biological mother's name is Liu Yan..."

The weekend had been stunned and completely stunned. He did not expect that one day, a man would hug him and say that he was his biological father.

"Ren me go! Let go of me!" He struggled on the weekend and struggled hard, "My biological father is Zhou Jixiang, not you, Li Dameng!"

"Child! Calm down! Child!" Li Dameng hugged the weekend tightly, but did not let go.

"I...I..." The weekend was blocked, and his heart was shaking.

It was also at this time that he realized the danger, an unprecedented danger that can't be described in words!