Lord of Puluo

Song Qianhun's offer was close to 50 million. Jin Shunying couldn't hold on any longer. Her spirit was about to collapse.

She raised her hand and said, "Four thousand seven hundred and fifteen."

This was the last price she could accept. Even if it wasn't her money, she couldn't say a higher number, otherwise she would go insane.

Song Qianhun raised his hand again: "Six thousand."

Jin Shunying scratched her hair and laughed.

He didn't even say 50 million, but directly said 60 million.

The boss did tell her to take the photo no matter what.

The boss did tell her not to look back easily.

But this time she had to take a look. She really felt that her spirit was in trouble.

She needed to confirm the boss's attitude, at least to confirm whether the boss's mental state was still normal.

If the boss went crazy first and didn't admit it afterwards, and the person who made the offer was Jin Shunying, her life would completely collapse.

Jin Shunying slowly turned her head and looked at Li Banfeng's seat for a long time.

Where's the boss?

Where's the boss?

Why is the boss gone?

Jin Shunying was trembling all over and almost shouted.

He is gone, what should I do?

Where can I get 60 million?

Isn't this life ruined?

The host Chi Huiyi on the stage shouted loudly: "60 million once."

Jin Shunying's vision was blurred and she had difficulty breathing.

"60 million twice!"

Jin Shunying felt that her scalp was about to split, and she pulled off a lock of her hair.

"60 million three times!"

Jin Shunying closed her eyes and felt that she had fallen into an endless abyss.

"Congratulations, sir, please serve the food!"

Sir?

Why call me sir?

Jin Shunying raised her head and realized something.

It was not her who quoted 60 million, but the man behind her.

Others spent 60 million, they bought things, what does it have to do with me?

Under high tension, Jin Shunying had cognitive bias and almost scared herself to death.

Seeing that the deal had been completed, Jin Shunying breathed a sigh of relief and the stone in her heart fell to the ground.

If the boss asks about it later, tell the truth and say that I was scared and dare not quote again. If he gets angry and hits me, I will admit it and I will let him hit me, but if he wants to fine me, I will definitely not!

Jin Shunying was still thinking about it. Chu Zikai brought the ghost of the water spring to Song Qianhun. The two of them had to go to the side hall outside the door to make the money and goods delivery according to the rules.

Such a large amount, such a big business, the blond old man who was responsible for protecting Chu Zikai naturally had to go with him.

A business of 60 million was concluded tonight, and the owner of the dance hall, Chi Huiyi, was also very excited. According to the rules, she could get a valuable commission.

Seeing Song Qianhun slowly get up and walk slowly, Chi Huiyi did not dare to urge him. After all, this was a big shot who bid 60 million, and he must not offend him.

Song Qianhun looked back every three steps, and he was indeed hesitant when he walked.

He was not hesitating for 60 million, he was worried about the next dishes.

Li Qi promised him that the main dish must not be served.

Chi Huiyi continued to serve the dishes until Song Qianhun left the dance floor: "The main dish, the owner of the store is in charge!"

Chang Shigui, the owner of the incense and candle shop, came to the center of the dance floor with a solemn expression holding the box.

After doing business for a lifetime, today is the most important day for Chang Shigui. Before the banquet began,

Chang Shigui knelt in front of the pants of the great god and prayed for two hours. He had practiced dozens of times what he was going to say on stage today.

Now he stood in front of everyone, adjusted his breath a little, and said in a deep voice: "The dish I brought today is the great god's--"

"I bought it!" Li Banfeng raised his hand.

Before Chang Shigui finished his sentence, Li Banfeng said he bought it.

Chi Huiyi said with a smile: "Dear guest, please don't be anxious. Wait for the owner to cook before asking for your reward!"

"No need to cook. I will definitely buy this dish no matter how good it is!"

Chi Huiyi said: "If you want to buy it, you have to wait for the owner to quote the price."

"No matter what the price is, I must buy it.'

Chang Shigui said: "Please wait for a while, let me finish talking about this dish."

Li Banfeng frowned and said: "What do you mean? Isn't it a big banquet today? I ordered the dishes, but you still don't sell them?

Chi Huiyi was stunned, and Chang Shigui couldn't figure it out. At a big banquet, the highest bidder always wins. Why did he order the dishes?

The guests around were talking about it, and some were still laughing at Li Banfeng for not knowing the rules.

"Is this guy's first time at a banquet?"

"Who does he think he is? He can buy whatever he wants?"

"Maybe he's some local rich man who's used to being wild and comes here to embarrass himself."

Jin Shunying thought the boss would go crazy, but she didn't expect him to go crazy when the banquet was almost over. Could it be because I didn't take a picture of the hurt demon, so the boss got angry?

Will he punish me severely afterwards?

He can beat me however he wants, but he must not fine me.

Li Banfeng looked at Chang Shigui and said, "I just want to ask you one question, are you selling it or not?"

Chi Huiyi put away her smile, and she was also angry: "Sir, we have our rules. Since you come to eat our food, you have to follow our rules."

"Why do you have so many rules?" Li Banfeng shouted, "Are you selling it or not?"

Chi Huiyi raised her eyebrows: "You are here to cause trouble on purpose!"

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of dark energy people rushed out from all around the dance floor.

Chi Huiyi was no ordinary person for having a banquet here, and it was not the first time for her to deal with troublemakers.

She wanted to warn Li Banfeng, but she didn't expect that Li Banfeng was even angrier than her: "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished! You don't want to sell it, right? I don't want to pay!"

After that, Li Banfeng came to the center of the dance floor and snatched the box from Chang Shigui's hand.

Chang Shigui was stunned for a long time, and Li Banfeng's action was too fast, so Chi Huiyi didn't react.

When she reacted, Li Banfeng had already hugged the wooden box, picked up Jin Shunying, and rushed to the exit of the dance floor.

A group of guests looked at it with shining eyes. They were all knowledgeable people. They didn't expect to see such a scene at a banquet. If it weren't for the fact that mobile phones were not allowed here, they really wanted to take pictures of this scene.

"Stop him!" Chi Huiyi was furious. "You dare to come to my place and rob me openly, and you don't even ask who I am, Chi Huiyi?

Catch him and beat him to death. If someone dies, I will take the responsibility. Guests present, please take a closer look.

I, Chi Huiyi, have this temper. If he goes wild in my territory today, I definitely can't, I what, I can't, let him go————."

Chi Huiyi's voice became smaller and smaller.

She found that the man did not run away.

Li Banfeng only sent Jin Shunying out of the dance floor, and he himself did not intend to leave. He wanted to compete with Chi Huiyi's guards.

There were a total of 35 guards in Chi Huiyi's dance floor, all of whom were well-known masters.

In the blink of an eye, Li Banfeng knocked down 33 people, and there were still two left.

The two guards retreated behind Chi Huiyi and pointed at her, saying, "Don't hit us, we all listen to her."

Li Banfeng looked at Chi Huiyi and asked with a smile, "They all listen to you, you don't want me to leave?"

Chi Huiyi pursed her lips, "Well, you, you're here, and you suddenly say you want to leave, I still want to see you off—"

"Okay, you can see me off later." Li Banfeng put Chi Huiyi aside first, and used the path-breaking technique to clear the way in the direction of the side hall.

In the side hall, Chu Zikai was talking about business with Song Qianhun, "Sir, you offered 60 million, how do you plan to pay us, by check or by bank transfer?"

Song Qianhun thought for a moment and said, "I plan to default on the debt."

Chu Zikai was stunned, "I don't understand."

Song Qianhun said, "What's there to not understand? I just don't plan to pay, and I want to take Shui Yongquan away."

After that, Song Qianhun grabbed Shui Yongquan and turned away.

"Squeak! "Chu Zikai made a sharp sound, and the sound waves shot towards Song Qianhun like feather arrows.

Song Qianhun didn't even turn his head. Three voice-cultivating ghost servants stood behind Song Qianhun and roared at Chu Zikai together.

"Hu Ming!"

The roar and the sharp sound counteracted each other. Chu Zikai was shocked. He didn't expect that Song Qianhun had such a powerful voice-cultivating ghost servant.

The blond man shook his head at Song Qianhun: "I have never seen such a powerful psychic in other states.

You should be from Pro State, right?

Pro State is a barbaric and ignorant place. The only thing worth praising is their respect for the contract, but I didn't expect that you don't even have this advantage. You actually violated the contract openly at the auction. "

As he spoke, a thick brick wall reappeared in front of Song Qianhun, blocking his way.

Song Qianhun looked back at the blond man: "Are you a worker?"

The blond man smiled and said, "This has nothing to do with you. I don't need to answer your question. What you have to do is to fulfill your promise and hand over the 60 million to us immediately. "

Song Qianhun shook his head and said, "I can't give you 60 million at once. Tell me what sect you belong to first. I'll give you 60 yuan. If you kowtow to me again, I'll give you 60 more. I'm talking about Huanguo banknotes, not foreign currency."

The blond man sighed, "Your immaturity and stupidity disappoint me very much. You make these outrageous provocations here just because you have a seemingly strong helper.

This helper is a travel cultivator named Li Qi. He has a high status in Pro Province and other states, but how much help do you think he can provide you?

You were whispering to each other under the dance floor. I saw it very clearly. Now the dance floor is in chaos and I can hear some noises. Is this your battle plan? If Li Qi really appears here, do you think he can leave alive? "

As soon as the words fell, the wall behind the blond man cracked, and Li Banfeng used the skill of breaking the path to open a passage.

When Li Banfeng rushed to the back of the blond man, a ball of cement suddenly fell from the air and tightly wrapped Li Banfeng's body.

Li Banfeng struggled hard in the cement, and the blond man laughed and said: "Do you want to use the technique of passing through the wall, or the technique of changing your steps?

I can tell you responsibly that both techniques are useless. This is not the first time we met in Yanlou Village. Do you think we won't make targeted preparations for you?

You are too naive. Now it's time for you to pay the price for your arrogance. "

The blond man made a pinching motion with his right hand, which was very cool and oppressive.

The cement compressed quickly and then solidified, crushing Li Banfeng's body.

Poof!

The blood splashed on the blond man's face, it was fishy and sweet.

It was understandable that it was fishy, ​​but why was it sweet?

The blond man didn't quite understand. He found that the blood flowing out of "Li Banfeng" was not red, but white, with a unique fragrance.

This is the taste of cantaloupe·——

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "The taste is wrong, what do you think of this taste?"

Poof!

The Tang sword fell, and a cut was made on the blond man's body, and blood gushed out.

This time it tasted right.

The blond man covered the wound and controlled a mass of cement-like paste to attack Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng did not have much difficulty dodging, as the cement was not fast.

"Ah, ah ah ah!" Chu Zikai sang a melody, trying to control Li Banfeng's actions.

Song Qianhun summoned five ghost servants to help Chu Zikai sing harmony, drowning his voice without a trace.

After dodging a round of cement attacks from the blond man, Li Banfeng quickly approached and chopped the blond man with a knife after a knife.

Why did he have to use a knife? Why not use a technique?

Because Li Banfeng saw the characteristics of the old man.

This blond man is very good at making walls and cement. In a relatively closed environment, it is not appropriate to use a horse-watching or a thousand-stepping technique to deal with such an enemy. If you are not careful, you will be stuck by the blond old man's technique.

In this situation, it is most economical to chop with a knife. Li Banfeng took a sickle, a Tang sword, and a pendulum, and kept chopping at the blond old man.

The old man was covered with wounds and wanted to use his skills, but he could not get a chance.

"Let's talk first, talk, we can give you this wounded demon for free—————" Under the blade, the blond old man negotiated with difficulty.

Li Banfeng's knife never stopped: "It's not enough to just give away the wounded demon, can you give away your lives?"

"You can't give away your lives—"

"Then there is no room for negotiation."

Chu Zikai wanted to come to rescue the old man, but Song Qianhun didn't give him a chance.

There are many martial artists under Song Qianhun, all of whom are good at using knives, and they can use any weapon they pick up as a knife.

The two sides fought fiercely, leaving a lot of bricks and tiles on the ground. More than a dozen ghost servants picked up broken bricks and tiles and besieged Chu Zikai.

Chu Zikai changed his tune and sang the song "Guokei" that he was most familiar with.

The killing power of this song "Guokui" is not small. The five voice-cultivating ghost servants under Song Qianhun sang together, but they couldn't resist it. The martial arts ghost servants were too close to Song Qianhun, and their figures gradually blurred. Under the damage of the voice-cultivating skills, their souls were a little unstable.

Li Banfeng wanted to use the voice-cultivating skills to make Chu Zikai sing out of tune, but this blond old man was not easy to deal with. He created a wall in a very short time and tried to take Chu Zikai to escape.

Li Banfeng didn't dare to be distracted. He passed through the wall, took the magic weapon, and continued to fight with the old man.

Chu Zikai opened his throat and sang the voices of hundreds of people. The melody was changing and the rhythm was fast and slow. He was ready to defeat all the ghost servants of Song Qianhun.

The silk earrings blocked Li Banfeng's ears with smoke, which allowed Li Banfeng to resist for a while.

On the dance floor, the audience attending the banquet suffered. Through the passage opened by Li Banfeng, everyone could hear Chu Zikai's singing.

Those with low cultivation level had their ears bleeding and fell into coma during the singing.

Those with higher cultivation level went crazy during the singing and started fighting with the people around them.

Chi Huiyi held the head of her subordinate and bit off the ear of a guard.

Jin Shunying was lucky. Li Banfeng threw her out of the dance floor before he started, giving her a chance to escape.

The rest of the people didn't even have the consciousness to escape. They were all tortured to death by Chu Zikai's sound cultivation skills.

But Chu Zikai's purpose was not to torture them. His purpose was to defeat the powerful demon cultivator in front of him.

He didn't know where this cultivator came from, but he knew that with his Thousand Sound Soul-stealing Skill, it was enough to destroy all the ghost servants of a demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator without ghost servants no longer posed any threat. Chu Zikai was sure to win this battle.

"I am your Guokui. Even if you forget everything about me, don't forget that familiar fragrance———" Chu Zikai's voice became more and more heroic as he sang. A love song was about to be sung as a war song by him.

Song Qianhun did not make any special response. He released ten ghost servants to sing with Chu Zikai.

"Sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions to commemorate our ending love.

The chopped green onions remain on your teeth, just like your pungent sincerity!"

These ghost servants changed the lyrics, and the changes were very artistic.

Chu Zikai was stunned for a moment. He didn't care about these people's tampering with the lyrics. What he cared about was the penetration of the song, or more precisely, the penetration of the technique.

The ten new ghost servants sent by Song Qianhun all had the sound cultivation technique. Could they all be sound cultivators?

How could a demon cultivator have so many sound cultivation ghost servants under his command?

Chu Zikai increased the volume and covered the voices of the ghost servants again.

Song Qianhun sent another batch of ghost servants.

Not counting the martial arts cultivators who besieged Chu Zikai, there were fifty ghost servants present. These fifty ghost servants all had the sound cultivation technique, and they drowned Chu Zikai's singing in the sound waves.

This is impossible.

How many ghost servants can a demon cultivator control in total? This man summoned fifty ghost servants, all of which were from the same door, which was obviously beyond Chu Zikai's comprehension.

Song Qianhun said expressionlessly: "Big singer, let's make a bet to see which is stronger, my ghost servant or your cultivation!"

Chu Zikai raised his voice, interspersed with words in his singing: "With just these few ghost servants, you want to bet with me? You think too highly of yourself."

"These few are not enough?" Song Qianhun sent out another twenty voice cultivation ghost servants to sing with Chu Zikai.

Chu Zikai's singing almost choked him. How many voice cultivations did he have?

Song Qianhun said: "Isn't it enough? I still have more!"

After that, he sent out another twenty voice cultivations and continued to sing.

Chu Zikai choked, but he didn't hear his own singing. The singing from the other side was too loud.

Song Qianhun said: "Let's bet to the end today, no one can leave!"

Tawen released twenty ghost cultivators.

Song Qianhun's tactics were as brutal as his quotation method. He used the songs of these one hundred and ten ghost servants to

Chu Zikai's singing was completely drowned out.

Li Banfeng was also surprised nearby. He was carefully comparing the strengths of Song Qianhun and Gui Jianchou.

Song Qianhun is still the Earth God, and Gui Jianchou's cultivation has exceeded the scope of the Earth God. It stands to reason that Gui Jianchou's strength is higher than Song Qianhun's.

But if Gui Jianchou is asked to come up with a hundred voice-cultivating ghost servants, can he do it?

How many ghost servants does Song Qianhun have?

Could it be a thousand?

Although Chu Zikai's singing was drowned out, Song Qianhun still did not change his tactics. He called out a hundred martial arts ghost servants to besiege Chu Zikai.

The tactic is so simple, but it really works!

Song Qianhun’s capital is too rich!

Chu Zikai's voice cultivator skills were completely neutralized and he was trapped in a tight siege. He had no better response strategy. He was slashed all over by the martial arts cultivator. His consciousness gradually became blurred and he quickly lost his fighting power.

Song Qianhun murmured: "Small bets may not make you money, big bets never lose, and big bets never fail. Today I will show you my true ability."

The blond old man was also injured by Li Banfeng, and the injury was serious. In this situation, he could only use all the gifts given to him by the gods and use the most powerful means.

He used the knife to cut off his left hand from the shoulder down.

The arm fell to the ground and instantly turned into a ball of mud.

This is a kind of sacrificial ceremony, and Li Banfeng has seen similar techniques in the files of the Dark Star Bureau.

More and more silt accumulated, and it soon turned into a blue-black castle.

Said to be a real castle, it seems a bit smaller, only two meters high and five meters wide, with a depth of almost three meters from front to back.

But to say this is a model is a bit too big.

And this was definitely not an illusion. The huge castle burst through the entire side hall and slowly burst through the roof of the ballroom.

The castle lowered the drawbridge, opened the gate, and a surge of power poured out.

Li Banfeng and Chu Zikai retreated at the same time. Although they were not reminded of the skill of seeking good luck and avoiding disaster, it was the master's instinct to avoid danger.

This force failed to suck away Li Banfeng and Song Qianhun, but sucked Chu Zikai and the blond old man in together.

Li Banfeng was about to chase him into the castle, but Song Qianhun stopped him: "Don't be reckless. This castle is too evil. If we enter the castle, we will definitely suffer."

Li Banfeng also gradually sensed the danger in the castle, but he didn't want to let Chu Zikai go.

He was still thinking about the means to break into the castle. The castle took advantage of the closed door and pulled up the drawbridge. There were layers of flames around it to protect the city walls.

Under the heat of the flames, the city wall began to slowly harden.

Song Qianhun discovered the other party's purpose: "They are going to escape!"

Li Banfeng took out the music box and played a Western lullaby from the last century. The soft melody and the unique sound of the music box made the flames around the city wall slowly subside, and the hardening speed of the city wall quickly slowed down.

This was a method of sleeping. The music box had no ability to make Chu Zikai and the blond old man fall asleep, but she succeeded in making this clay castle fall asleep.

At the same time, Song Qianhun sent out thirty puppet workers, who were currently demolishing the castle. A section of the wall on the north side had already been demolished.

The blond old man guarding the castle hopes that the castle will wake up as soon as possible, but he is not strong enough alone: ​​"Child, you have to help me, we have to help move the castle together.

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Chu Zikai said with difficulty: "How can I help you? I don't know how to move this castle."

"You don't need to know the method, you just need to do one thing for me, concentrate your energy, use your thoughts to help this castle, and avoid the control of the Sleeper."

Chu Zikai tried to concentrate, but with the loss of blood, his thinking became more and more scattered, and he gradually fell into a semi-coma state.

In this way, he could not provide any help to the blond old man.

Under the control of Song Qianhun, the ghost servant of the work repairer had dug through half of the castle, and Chu Zikai's figure appeared from the castle.

The blond old man whispered in Chu Zikai's ear: "Goodbye, kid."

The castle was broken into two parts, one part remained in place, and the other part suddenly disappeared.

The blond old man concentrated all his strength on half of the castle, and the castle moved much faster.

After such a long period of exploration, Li Banfeng came to the conclusion that no matter whether it is in Puzhou or Waizhou, there is no possibility of things disappearing out of thin air.

The so-called disappearance means visual invisibility. There are many reasons for this. It may be due to the use of blindness.

It may also be because the other party is extremely fast and beyond the range of sight, or it may be because the other party has entered the invisible space or even the dark dimension space.

Li Banfeng scanned the area with his golden eyes, but did not see the castle, which basically ruled out the possibility of the other party using deception.

As for the other party being extremely fast, this is not true. This castle is solid. Such a large solid object moving at high speed will definitely have a serious impact on the surrounding things. The most intuitive manifestation is to knock down buildings along the way. .

Since it's not a cover-up, nor is it fast, it proves that they are hiding in a certain space.

Li Banfeng wanted to use Green Water Gong's bowl to check, but the time was not right now, Song Qianhun was still here.

He dragged the unconscious Chu Zikai out of half of the castle, took a pill from the ghost servant, and stuffed it into Chu Zikai's mouth.

Chu Zikai, who swallowed the pill, quickly woke up, but he could not use the skills and could only move within a small range.

On the dance floor, there were still many guests fighting with each other, and the residual power of the sound repair skills had not yet dissipated.

Li Banfeng retracted the skill of breaking the path and opening the way, and the wall between the side hall and the dance floor "healed" and the passage disappeared.

Song Qianhun brought Chu Zikai to Li Banfeng: "Do you want this person?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said: "Yes, I came for him."

"Since you want it, pay the money and the goods." Song Qianhun stretched out his hand to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng didn't quite understand, and said politely: "Senior, you name a price."

"Don't pretend to be confused!" Song Qianhun said angrily, "Where are my things?"

Li Banfeng then remembered that Song Qianhun didn't want money, but pants.

He quickly took out his pants from his pocket and handed them to Song Qianhun: "Do you still want that box?"

Song Qianhun shook his head and said: "I don't want the box. I will compensate Mr. Chang later. It's not easy for him."

While speaking, Song Qianhun looked at Shui Yongquan and sighed: "Why did he become like this?"

Li Banfeng said: "He used the skill of cleansing his mind to wash away his memory. I don't know if he can be saved."

Song Qianhun untied the iron chain on Shui Yongquan's body. Without the restraint, Shui Yongquan instinctively moved his joints.

"There is still a way." Just this one action gave Song Qianhun some hope. "It's not so clean. There should be a way to get it back. Lao Shui is a smart man. He should leave a way out for himself."

"If I can get my memory back, can I get my cultivation back?"

"There is a chance, but——." Song Qianhun was silent for a moment. He had something to say but didn't say it directly.

Li Banfeng asked, "Are you afraid that Shui Yongquan will implicate you?"

"I can't say that I will implicate you, but you know the territory of Tiemenbao, and you also know the people here in Tiemenbao. I can't be targeted by too many people."

Li Banfeng understood what Song Qianhun meant.

The territory of Tiemenbao connects Pro Province and other states.

The people of Tiemenbao are too simple and honest. Those who can fight are a group of home-based cultivators who have little contact with the outside world.

If Song Qianhun wants to defend Tiemenbao, he must keep a low profile.

"Senior, don't worry, leave Brother Shui's affairs to me, I will place him in a suitable place."

Song Qianhun nodded slightly: "You and I do get along well, but there are some things that I am still worried about."

Li Banfeng said: "Senior, I will never reveal what happened today, nor will I reveal the matter of Ku'er. If you are really worried, let's make a bet here, and I will try my best to lose to you."

Song Qianhun was not very happy: "That's not nice to hear. What do you mean by trying your best to lose to me? Is this so difficult?

Let's not make a bet. I really see the fate between you and me. Let's become brothers.'

Li Banfeng patted his chest: "Qianhun, I recognize you as my brother, and I will be your real brother in the future!"

"Why do you call me your real brother? How old are you? I'm not kidding you, this is a serious sworn brotherhood."

"Okay, you be the brother," Li Banfeng looked around, "I don't have anything prepared."

Song Qianhun said: "I have prepared, incense, candles, and yellow paper. "

The two swore an oath on the spot and became sworn brothers.

Song Qianhun took his pants and left Yanlou Village, feeling much more comfortable.

Ban Zhong was a little puzzled: "What do you think? Be brothers with such a junior? People will laugh if they know it?"

"Laughing at me?" Song Qianhun snorted, "Small bets may not make money, but big bets have never lost, and I never lose money in big bets. This brother knows that he will not lose money. Who is the hero in gambling? Let's wait and see! '

Song Qianhun left, Li Banfeng took out the bowl and probed the dark space around him, but the bowl did not respond.

Could it be an invisible space? Lao Luo's equipment may be able to probe it out.

Chu Zikai, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and prepared to use his skills.

Li Banfeng stepped on his mouth with one foot, and opened the door of the living room with his hand: "Save some strength, don't rush to talk, I still have a lot of things to ask you."

PS: Where to place the water spring?

Thanks to the alliance leader sskgg for the strong support, Sala would like to pay his respects here.