Mengde had the upper hand in the dispute, and Li Banfeng sensed a change in technique.

The old man was still patiently reasoning, and he could really reason: "Whether it is a demon or not, that woman will hurt the life of your master, I saved your master, and this dedication must be counted." ”

Mengde was speechless again, and Li Banfeng's right leg, which had just loosened, began to be uncontrollable again.

"What else is there to say?" The old man raised his dagger again.

Li Banfeng asked, "How do you know that woman is going to hurt my life?" ”

The old man said: "She is teasing for no reason, naturally she is plotting against her!" ”

Mengde grasped the flaw: "That's not necessarily, maybe the woman fell in love with my master and sincerely threw herself into her arms!" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "Such a statement is really ridiculous! ”

Li Banfeng said: "Why do you say it's ridiculous? How do you know what the woman is thinking? Could it be that it's your accomplice? ”

Let Li Banfeng say that the woman is really the old man's accomplice.

The old man's arm trembled violently, and the backlash this time was very serious.

Mengde seized the opportunity and began to attack: "You shameless and shameless man, with shameless women, use inferior means to seduce my master,

My master is upright and unmoved, you thief shouting to catch the thief and acting in a farce, but you still say what dedication, but what reward do you ask,

It seems that you can only beg for food in the gutter, and you dare to tell right and wrong here, let go of the tricks, and live a handful of years in vain, I really don't know how to write the word "next work"! ”

This is a good scolding, and the old man who scolded was dumbfounded and speechless.

Li Banfeng felt that the confinement on his legs had been lifted by seven or eight points, so he waited for a suitable time to take out the key.

There can be no rush.

The train father-in-law reminded Li Banfeng that his small action of pulling out the key would attract the attention of others.

The old man didn't notice Li Banfeng, he was still reasoning with Mengde.

It's strange, it's me who wants to control, how can he always reason with Mengde?

Could it be that this is not taught to me?

So who else can he tell it?

The old man was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "I saved him, not to mention it for the time being, I still gave him three dedications!" ”

What do you mean by that?

The old man said: "I invited him to watch a good play, is this considered dedication?" ”

That's it!

Can you still play like this?

The old man did act in a play, and Li Banfeng did watch it.

But Li Banfeng didn't want to watch this play.

It seems that no matter whether you want to think about it or not, as long as you read it, it is equivalent to owing the old man.

Li Banfeng couldn't think of a response, but Mengde was very congregated.

She unbuttoned her shirt in a sloppy manner.

What's to be done? Is this a broken learning from the projector?

Mengde took off some cheongsam, revealing a pair of fragrant shoulders.

The old man was also stunned: "What does this mean?" ”

Mengde smiled: "See? Is my play good? ”

The old man said angrily: "I don't want it, you don't pay for it." ”

Mengde snorted and said, "If you don't want it, don't look at it, if you look at it, even if you accept it!" ”

Dexiu actually restrained him from this door.

The old man was so angry that he trembled.

The confinement of Li Banfeng's legs completely disappeared.

He immediately took out the key, opened the carry-on, and dragged Monde into the house.

"Hugh away!" The old man reached out to grab Li Banfeng, and Li Banfeng took advantage of the situation and dragged the old man into the house.

It was dark in the room, with only a candlelight.

There is a mirror next to the candle, and a spear is dressing up in front of it.

The spear is grooming......

This situation made the old man fall into deep thought.

A burst of gongs and drums suddenly sounded behind him, and a crisp singing voice came.

"Hey, you slut, you're obviously blind, but what kind of mirror are you looking at?"

"I love to look in the mirror because this girl is good-looking."

"How good are you?"

"The face and waist are good-looking, much stronger than your ghostly appearance."

The old man looked behind him, and a record player was arguing with a spear.

The old man gritted his teeth and said: "After living for this time, I really saw a demon today!" ”

Hong Ying followed the voice and turned her face and said, "Who do you say is a demon?" ”

The old man looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Demon, is this your lair?" ”

Li Banfeng was stunned: "You say I'm a demon?" ”

The old man took out a handful of wild fruits from his right pocket and threw them on the ground.

A cloud of steam suddenly bound the old man's right hand, making him unable to throw away the fruit.

"Hey, Xianggong, you brought back a Fengfeng Weng."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "What is Fengfetch?" ”

The record player said: "A kind of wandering monster in the new land, give three dedications, ask for three rewards, this thing is not low!" This is our home, if the wild fruit falls to the ground, it means that we have received his things, and we have not received his dedication? ”

The old man's left hand was about to reach into his pocket again, and a force struck, which frightened the old man and swished, and his left hand fell to the ground.

"Who...... My hand! The old man didn't know why his hand had fallen.

Hong Ying still sat in front of the mirror and made up, as if she had never moved.

The record player snorted and said, "Slut, you accepted his hand, which can be regarded as a dedication." ”

"Really?" Hong Ying put down the rouge and picked up the eyebrow pencil.

Sou!

With another sound, the old man's legs were broken at the knees.

The old man wanted to speak, one hand and two legs, and with three offerings, he could ask for a reward.

It's a pity he can't speak.

Hong Ying drew an eyebrow pencil on her face, and there was an extra hole in the old man's throat.

At this time, Bong was speechless.

The record player said angrily: "Slut, don't get killed, I haven't eaten yet!" ”

Hong Ying then raised her eyebrows: "The soul belongs to you, give me some flesh and blood." ”

"Ouch, you slut, don't you eat the fireworks of the world?"

"It's different now," Hong Ying said with a smile, "I'm a big girl who has a door in front and a household in the back, and it just so happens that these days are special, and I have to eat something to replenish my qi and blood." ”

"It's a special day!" The record player sneered, "Why don't you give birth to a doll?" ”

"It's almost time, when the time comes, please bring me the child of you, wicked woman!"

The record player was a little angry, and the red lotus who was far away in the seventh room was even more angry.

Hong Ying, you slut, can't you eat souls, why do you have to eat flesh and blood?

Hong Ying drew her eyebrows and asked affectionately, "Qilang, do you think I'm good-looking?" ”

"Shichiro, what do I ask you?"

"Shichiro, where are you?"

Li Banfeng was behind the singing fuselage.

The record player giggled: "Hey, Xianggong, don't touch the little slave's belly, it's itchy and tight!" ”

"Let Xianggong touch it and see if the lady is fat."

"Xianggong, why do you always look forward to the little slave getting fat?"

"Whether the family is prosperous or not depends on whether the daughter-in-law is fat or not!"

Hong Ying's body trembled, and her loose hair trembled with her body.

Bong's right hand broke free from the steam, dipped in his own blood, and tried to write on the ground.

Hong Ying's body shook and chopped off his right hand.

"Wicked woman, eat quickly, and don't make any more trouble." Hong Ying was in front of the mirror, holding a comb, and combing her hair angrily.

The record player held back a smile and said, "Xianggong, don't frolic first, do the serious thing first." ”

Although the lady and Hong Ying dealt with it easily, they did not despise Feng Yuweng in the slightest.

With the broken bones on his arm, he wrote on the ground.

The lady restrained Bong with steam and began to snort.

Li Banfeng was difficult to understand: "What does he write?" ”

The lady sang while chattering her soul: "Take Weng, take Weng, recite the scriptures before collecting debts." ”

"What do you mean?"

"This is a ballad from the old days, talking about the habit of taking Weng, before asking for payment, you must first explain the rules clearly, and you can't do it if you can't say it clearly."

"Is this the habit of taking the wolf?"

"It's not a habit, it's a law, not just a devotion, all devotional practices abide by this law.

Fengfetch Weng is a high-level Fengxiu incarnation, looking at the quality of this soul, this Fengfetch Weng should have eight layers. ”

"What kind of Dao is Feng Xiu?"

"Dedicated to the cultivation of the Dao, dedicate once, ask for a reward,

Fengtou Weng was impregnated by the new land, and the situation was special, and he had to give at least three times before he could claim the reward, otherwise he would be counterattacked by cultivation.

This thing is very rare to see Xindi, how did Xianggong meet him? ”

"He got a woman to lie to me, I was not fooled, he moved a stone for me to sit on, and gave me a branch as a crutch, and made a gust of wind to help me wipe my sweat, saying that he had three ......"

Feng Yu Weng struggled for a while, and Li Banfeng reminded: "Lady, be careful, this old thing is very fast. ”

"He doesn't necessarily shoot fast, his steps are really fast, but he also divides who he is, this is a technique of cultivation, called debt collection and life, anyone who receives his dedication, will be chased by him,

Xianggong, you can deal with him for so long, and your pace is not slow! ”

Belch......

Li Banfeng hurriedly diverted the topic: "Lady, what do you see he wrote?" ”

"There's nothing to look at, it's just to write about his rules, which don't necessarily have to be read out, but can be written."

"Who is it for? Let's not look at it, his skills are not effective. ”

"It's not written for us, it's all for himself, and he has to understand it himself, so that the technique can be useful, and for the sake of it, the little slave can't understand it, but he only knows this way, and it's very tested."

After the record player finished eating the soul, Hong Ying took some flesh and blood from Bong Weng and smeared it on the tip of the gun.

After applying it, the tip of the gun looks even more ruddy.

She wanted to ask Li Qi if he was good-looking, but she heard Li Qi frolicking with the record player again.

Listening to the laughter of the record player, it seemed that Li Qi was still rubbing the belly of the record player.

Hong Ying finished eating, the pendulum and earrings rushed up together, and Tang Dao was not to be outdone, snatching a piece of flesh and running away.

The judge snorted, wanting to eat, but he didn't bother to move.

The wine gourd and the old teapot each took a sip, and the record player took some blood and poured it on the tape, and the tape that had been used for more than half began to grow rapidly, and soon grew into a full roll.

The projector captain sighed, "Why are you so cruel! ”

He released a girl, cut a piece of meat for him, and put it in the film room.

The glove shook his head again and again, "I really can't stand it." ”

He entered the third room, closed the door, and spit out a piece of meat while no one was paying attention, trembling with excitement:

"This piece of meat is the best, those bumpy women don't understand!"

Hong Ying sat silently for a moment, and suddenly felt a change in her body.

The conscience is growing, the peaches are growing, and the cultivation is also recovering.

"I said why are you all so greedy, eating flesh and blood in this house, it's really different!"

Hong Ying rushed forward and grabbed it with everyone.

Li Banfeng cut a piece of meat and left it for Mengde.

"In this battle, you have a great merit, when Hong Ying beat you before, your hands were heavy, don't hold grudges."

Mengde covered the peaches and said with a look of grievance: "The master didn't say to rub it for me." ”

"Whew!" The record player said angrily, "Slut, do you still want to beg for a fight?" Hang it on the wall! ”

The family was well fed and drunk, and there was not much left of the family.

Li Banfeng brought the red lotus and put it next to Feng Zhiweng: "Eat." ”

Red Lotus shuddered for a moment, unfolded its petals, and seemed to say something to the record player.

The record player said impatiently: "I know, if there is less flesh and blood, there will naturally be less pills, and I won't blame you." ”

Honglian was very angry, and Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Don't eat it, leave it to them for the next meal." ”

Honglian didn't hesitate any longer, and took Feng Fuweng away, leaving not a drop of blood.

The record player reminded: "Xianggong, I don't know the origin of this Fengtou Weng, in the impression of the little slave, he will not encounter this thing for no reason, Xianggong should be more careful." ”

It's time to be careful, it was a slug before, and now it's a fong to take Weng, where are there so many high-level monsters?

And it's not cleaned up yet.

Li Banfeng asked the projector: "Do you remember the appearance of Feng Weng?" ”

PS: Who else hasn't cleaned up?

(End of chapter)