Lord of Puluo

Chapter 67 My Dear, Let's Consummate Our Marriage

"Take a deep breath, hold on, you will be fine!"

Geng Zhiwei was fatally wounded, blood was gushing down his neck.

"Hold on, you can do it!" Li Banfeng inserted the bloody pendulum into Geng Zhiwei's neck to help Geng Zhiwei stop the bleeding.

Geng Zhiwei gasped hard, he didn't want to die, although he was covered with wounds and suffered a lot, but he really didn't want to die.

Seeing that Geng Zhiwei's condition was getting worse and worse, Li Banfeng's forehead was sweating: "Keep breathing, you must hold on,

Think about your huge family business, you don't want to give it to others, right?

Think about your many assets, you don't want others to divide them, right?

Think about your many concubines, you don't want them to get into other people's beds, right?

Take a deep breath, hold on! You can't die yet!"

Hearing Li Banfeng's encouragement, Geng Zhiwei's breathing instantly became rapid and powerful.

He was unwilling, he was unwilling to lose everything he had.

Driven by anger and unwillingness, his desire to survive was raised to a whole level.

Li Banfeng glanced at the record player.

The first martial artist's soul had been eaten up.

He had eaten more than half of the second martial artist's soul.

After more than ten minutes, the second soul was also eaten.

Li Banfeng wiped the sweat off Geng Zhiwei's face: "You've suffered, Zhiwei, you've suffered, it's okay, it's your turn now, you'll be free soon."

Li Banfeng let Geng Zhiwei hold on until now because his wife wanted to eat a fresh soul.

It's just like eating hot pot, the taste of frozen meat and the taste of freshly killed meat are different.

Geng Zhiwei felt that a piece of his left hand was torn off, a very thin piece.

In fact, his left hand was not injured, but his soul was torn apart.

The damage to his soul made the already weak Geng Zhiwei even worse.

But the severe pain allowed him to stay awake all the time.

There were drops of water hanging on the speaker of the record player, and it was not known whether it was sweat or drool.

Li Banfeng asked, "My wife, how does it taste?"

"Fresh, so fresh, this kind of food is not comparable to those old souls, my husband really loves me!"

The so-called old souls refer to those wronged souls eaten at the old lady's house.

Those wronged souls have been dead for who knows how many years, how can the taste compare to these fresh souls that are killed and eaten immediately.

Slurp!

The record player took another bite.

Li Banfeng has yin and yang eyes. Unlike when Rong Jin'an died, Li Banfeng can now clearly see that Geng Zhiwei's soul is missing a little bit, and it flew into the speaker of the record player like rice noodles.

Geng Zhiwei's expression is very ferocious.

His eyes looked at Li Banfeng, and Li Banfeng felt his heartbeat speed up.

Unlike the rumors, Geng Zhiwei is not a white lamb. He has cultivation and is a first-level happy cultivator.

One first-level happy cultivator, plus two first-level martial arts guards, why did he die in the hands of Li Banfeng?

Because they entered Li Banfeng's house.

In the house, the strength of the house cultivators shocked Li Banfeng himself.

The two martial artists who were good at close combat were not Li Banfeng's opponents in terms of speed and strength.

Geng Zhiwei's Huan Xiu had a certain interference effect on Li Banfeng, but under the suppression of the house spirit, it only made Li Banfeng's heartbeat slightly faster.

The three of them had only one chance to fight back. Geng Zhiwei made Li Banfeng hallucinate and saw Teacher Song wearing a skirt and glasses.

Taking advantage of Li Banfeng's momentary sluggishness, the two martial artists prepared to kill Li Banfeng together.

But Li Banfeng hid in another room, seized the enemy's weakness of unfamiliar terrain, and successfully resolved the crisis.

The record player ended the battle directly with a ball of fierce steam.

This was a pure crushing game. If it weren't for the fear of hurting Li Banfeng, the record player could have ended the battle faster.

Geng Zhiwei's soul was sucked by nearly half, but he was still not dead. He was still using the Huan Xiu technique to interfere with Li Banfeng's mind.

Li Banfeng couldn't help himself, and his right hand kept groping on the record player.

"Hey, sir, what are you touching?"

"My wife, we are already husband and wife, why don't we consummate our marriage tonight."

Puff!

Cough cough cough cough!

The record player, who was concentrating on the soul, choked, sprayed out several streams of water mist, and coughed several times.

The big copper trumpet mouth turned red in an instant.

"This, this, sir, it's not that I don't understand the situation, nor that I don't want to serve you wholeheartedly.

This body of my slave is not very useful, I'm just afraid that it will ruin your interest.

My husband, wait for me to rest for a few days and find another good body.

I will do my best to make you happy. Hey, ah ah ah ~"

Looking at the embarrassed look of the record player, Li Banfeng retracted his hand in astonishment.

What's wrong with me?

Why do you want to attack a record player?

Huan Xiu's method is so powerful?

Li Banfeng looked at the pendulum. Geng Zhiwei's blood was stored here, but the pendulum was full now. Where should the blood be put?

Is there any way to preserve blood?

Seeing that Li Banfeng didn't speak, the record player quickly explained: "Husband, you have been hit by the traitor's love charm and heart-burning skills. Huanxiu's skills are so dirty.

Husband, don't worry, I will help you vent your anger. That Huanxiu traitor, don't move. Watch me eat you up bit by bit!"

Looking at the soul-sucking look of the record player, Li Banfeng couldn't help but touch the record player, which scared the record player to cough again.

"Cough cough cough, husband, why don't you go to the outer room to take shelter for a while."

Li Banfeng was just about to go to the outer room to hide when he suddenly realized that something was missing in the main room.

What's missing?

After thinking for a moment, Li Banfeng remembered: "Where are the medicinal materials and elixirs I brought back?"

The record player sang while whispering: "My lord, I think the bottles and cans are an eyesore, so I sent them to the outer room."

Li Banfeng hurried to the outer room.

I didn't pay attention when I was avoiding the attack in the outer room before, but now I lit the candle and took a closer look. I saw that bottles and jars were scattered everywhere, and even the wooden box containing the elixir was smashed.

Madam, this is too rough!

Li Banfeng wanted to check whether the medicinal materials were damaged, but he picked up a few jars and saw that they were empty.

What's happening?

The medicinal materials are missing?

I turned over the wooden box that was buckled on the ground and saw that the elixir was gone too!

Where have all these good things gone?

Li Banfeng looked at the copper lotus and found that the petals were tightly closed and covered with halo. It was refining elixirs.

It swallowed all the elixirs and medicinal materials, and then refined the elixirs!

Li Banfeng was very annoyed. He left the outer room, returned to the main room, and started groping for the record player.

The record player was startled and sang: "My lord, you haven't calmed down yet?"

"Lady~" Li Banfeng also sang, "Where are those peaches under your waist now?"

The record player was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly sang: "Little slave, there are no peach drops in this room."

"When you grow a peach, stick it out right away and let me give you a good beating!"

The record player stuttered a little: "Um, why did your husband want to beat the slave family?"

"You've ruined all my hard-earned elixirs and medicinal materials, why shouldn't you give me a shot?"

The voice of the record player was a little confused: "This, this, the slave family sent all those things to the outer room, there is no need to waste it~~"

"You were sent to the outer room, but they were all eaten by copper lotuses. Now there's nothing left!"

"This, this, this..." The record player cluttered for a long time, and then sang again, "If you want to blame it, you have to blame that bitch Honglian~~ That bitch is greedy, but it pissed off your husband. Don't be angry, my husband, don't... …”

"Okay, stop singing!" Li Banfeng looked at Geng Zhiwei's body, "Has the soul been eaten up?"

The record player responded quickly: "I've finished eating. Thank you for your sympathy."

"After you've finished eating, clean it up yourself and take the body to the outer room and hand it over to Lotus."

Tsk!

The record player hummed twice and said angrily: "Why do you love that bitch Honglian so much?"

Li Banfeng sneered and sang: "Because the lotus heart has seven holes~~"

After singing, Li Banfeng left.

The record player puffed out steam and said to itself: "What good are seven holes? Aren't three speakers enough?"

Forget it, this madman doesn’t know what kind of madness he is! "

Li Banfeng left his home and picked up the key near the Geng Family Medicine Store.

The fire at the Geng Family Medicine Store was not extinguished. The Geng family were busy putting out the fire, and the surrounding neighbors all ran out to take shelter.

In fact, this is all redundant.

Mr. Yao first said that his medicinal wine could only be drunk in the courtyard and was not allowed to be taken out.

This fire will not harm anyone else.

And the Geng family must have burned down to nothing, and there would be no use in putting out the fire.

Li Banfeng quietly left the Geng Family Medicine Store and hurriedly walked down the street.

Not only to avoid the Geng family, he also had important things to do.

I have been staying at home today. I have done enough cultivation at home, but the cultivation while traveling is far behind.

After opening the address Yu Nan left for him, Li Banfeng went to find the new place of Yaowanggou.

Li Banfeng really wanted to see what the new land looked like.

PS: Dear readers, follow Banfeng to new places!

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