Song Qianhun's quotation was close to 50 million, and Jin Shunying couldn't hold on any longer, and 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 give a higher figure, otherwise she would lose her mind.
Song Qianhun raised his hand again: "Six thousand."
Jin Shunying scratched her hair and smiled.
He actually didn't even say 50 million, but directly said 60 million.
The boss did tell her to take pictures no matter what.
The boss did say that she should not look back easily.
But this time she had to take a look, and she really felt that something was wrong with her spirit.
She needs to confirm the boss's attitude, at least confirm whether the boss's mental state is still normal.
If the boss goes crazy in advance and refuses to admit the debt later, and the person making the quotation is Jin Shunying, her life will completely collapse.
Jin Shunying slowly turned around and looked at Li Banfeng's seat for a long time.
Where is the boss?
Where is the boss?
Why is the boss missing?
Jin Shunying trembled all over and almost shouted.
He is missing, what should I do?
Where can I get 60 million?
Isn’t this life ruined?
The host Chi Huiyi on the stage shouted loudly: "Sixty million times."
Jin Shunying's vision was blurred and she had difficulty breathing.
"Twice sixty million!"
Jin Shunying felt that her scalp was about to split, and she pulled out a bunch of her hair.
"Sixty million three times!"
Jin Shunying closed her eyes and felt like she was falling into an endless abyss.
"Congratulations to this gentleman, please serve the food!"
gentlemen?
Why call me sir?
Jin Shunying raised her head and realized something.
It wasn't her who quoted 60 million, it was the man behind her.
If someone spends 60 million to buy something, what does it have to do with me?
Under high tension, Kim Soon Young developed cognitive bias and almost scared herself to death.
Seeing that Shang Mosha had concluded the deal, Jin Shunying let out a sigh of relief, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground.
When the boss asks about it later, he tells the truth and says that I am too scared to make any more quotes. If he gets angry, he will hit me. If I accept the hit, I will hit him, but if there is a fine, I will definitely not have it.
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While Jin Shunying was still thinking wildly, Chu Zikai brought the dead soul of Shui Yongquan to Song Qianhun. The two of them had to go to the side hall outside the door to make the payment of goods according to the rules.
With such a large amount and such a big business, the blond old man responsible for protecting Chu Zikai naturally wanted to follow 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 getting up and walking very slowly, Chi Huiyi did not dare to rush him. After all, this was a big shot who offered 60 million yuan, so he must not offend others.
Song Qianhun looked back three times every step of the way, truly hesitant to leave.
He wasn't hesitating because of the 60 million, he was worried about the next dish.
Li Qi promised him that the big spinach dishes would never be served.
It wasn't until Song Qianhun walked out of the dance floor that Chi Huiyi continued to serve the food: "The main dish is served by the owner!"
The owner of the incense and candle shop, Chang Shigui, held the box solemnly and came to the center of the dance floor.
Having been in business all his life, today is the most important day for Chang Shigui. Before the banquet begins,
Chang Shigui knelt in front of the great god's pants and prayed for two full hours. He had rehearsed every word he wanted to say on stage today dozens of times.
Now he stood in front of everyone, adjusted his breath slightly, and said in a rich voice: "The dish I brought today is from the great god——"
"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: "Guest, please don't be impatient. I'll wait until the shopkeeper takes the spoon before asking for your reward!"
"No need to hold a spoon, no matter what the quality of this dish is, I will definitely buy it!"
Chi Huiyi said: "If you want to buy it, you have to wait for the store to quote the price."
"No matter what the price, I have to buy it.'
Chang Shigui said, "Excuse me, please wait a moment while I finish explaining the dishes."
Li Banfeng frowned and said, "What do you mean, isn't there a big banquet today? I ordered the food, but you still don't sell it?
Chi Huiyi was stunned, and Chang Shigui couldn't figure it out. At banquets, the highest bidder always gets the prize, so why do you bring a la carte?
The surrounding guests were talking a lot, and some were still laughing at Li Banfeng for not knowing the rules.
"Is this person's first time coming to a banquet?"
"Who does he think he is, buying whatever he wants?"
"I'm not sure where the rich man is from, he's used to acting wild and he's here to embarrass himself."
Jin Shunying thought that the boss would go crazy, but he didn't expect that he would go crazy at the end of the banquet. Could it be that the boss was angry because I didn't take a photo of Huo Mosha?
Will he punish me severely afterwards?
He can beat me however he wants, but he must not fine me any money.
Li Banfeng looked at Chang Shigui and said, "Let me ask you, do you want to sell it or not?"
Chi Huiyi lost her smile and became angry: "Sir, we have our rules. Since you come to eat our food, you must act according to our rules."
"Why do you have so many rules?" Li Banfeng shouted, "Should I sell it or not?"
Chi Huiyi raised her eyebrows: "You are here to cause trouble on purpose!"
As soon as the words fell, dozens of dark energy users sprang out from around the dance floor.
Chi Huiyi is certainly not an ordinary person who dares to hold a banquet here, and this is not her first time dealing with troublemakers.
She wanted to warn Li Banfeng, but she didn't expect that Li Banfeng was even more angry than she was: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined! You won't sell it, right? I don't want to pay you yet!"
After saying that, Li Banfeng came to the center of the dance floor and snatched the box from Chang Shigui's hand.
Chang Shiguiran waited for a long time, but Li Banfeng moved too fast and Chi Huiyi didn't react.
By the time she reacted, Li Banfeng was already holding the wooden box, picked up Jin Shunying, and rushed to the exit of the dance floor.
The eyes of a group of guests shone brightly. They were all knowledgeable people. They didn't expect to see such a scene at the banquet. If it weren't for the fact that mobile phones were not allowed here, they would have wanted to take pictures of the scene.
"Stop him!" Chi Huiyi was furious, "If you dare to come and rob me, why don't you ask me who I am, Chi Huiyi?"
Catch him and beat him to death. I will bear his life if he survives. All the guests here will take a closer look.
I, Chi Huiyi, have such a temper. I definitely can’t let him go wild in my territory today. I can’t let him go————.”
Chi Huiyi's voice became smaller and smaller.
She discovered that the man did not run away.
Li Banfeng just sent Jin Shunying off the dance floor, but he had no intention of leaving. He wanted to compete with Chi Huiyi's guards.
There are a total of thirty-five guards in Chi Huiyi's dance hall, all of whom are quite famous masters.
In the blink of an eye, Li Banfeng defeated thirty-three and left two.
The two guards retreated behind Chi Huiyi, pointed at Chi Huiyi and said, "Don't hit us, we all obey her."
Li Banfeng looked at Chi Huiyi and asked with a smile: "They all listen to you, but you don't want me to leave?"
Chi Huiyi pursed her lips: "What, you, you have been here, and now you suddenly want to leave, I still want to send you off -" "
"Okay, you can see me off later." Li Banfeng first put Chi Huiyi aside, facing the direction of the side hall, and used a broken path to clear the way.
In the side hall, Chu Zikai was discussing business matters with Song Qianhun: "Sir, you are offering 60 million. How do you plan to pay us? By check or bank transfer?"
Song Qianhun thought for a moment and said, "I plan to default on the bill."
Chu Zikai was stunned: "I didn't understand."
Song Qianhun said: "What don't you understand? I just don't plan to pay you and I want to take Shuiyongquan away."
After saying that, Song Qianhun grabbed Shui Yongquan, turned around and left.
"Squeak!" Chu Zikai let out a sharp cry, and the sound waves shot towards Song Qianhun like an arrow.
Song Qianhun didn't even look back. Three vocal cultivator ghost servants stood behind Song Qianhun and roared at Chu Zikai.
"Hoot!"
The roars and screams offset each other, and Chu Zikai was shocked. He didn't expect Song Qianhun to have such a powerful voice cultivator 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 Puzhou, right?
Prozhou is a barbaric and ignorant place, and the only thing worthy of praise is their respect for the contract, but I didn't expect that you don't even have this advantage and actually openly violated the contract at the auction."
As he spoke, a thick brick wall appeared in front of Song Qianhun, blocking his way.
Song Qianhun looked back at the blond man: "Are you an engineer?"
The blond man smiled and said: "This has nothing to do with you. I don't need to answer your questions. What you have to do is fulfill your promise and hand over 60 million to us immediately."
Song Qianhun shook his head and said: "Sixty million yuan can't be given to you at once. You first tell me what sect you are, and I'll give you sixty yuan. Then you kowtow to me, and I'll give you another sixty yuan. That's what I said."
It’s Huan Guo banknote, not foreign money.”
The blond man sighed: "I am very disappointed with your naivety and stupidity. You are making these outrageous provocations here just because you have a seemingly powerful helper.
This helper is a traveling monk named Li Qi. He has a high status in Puzhou and other states, but how much help do you think he can provide you?
You guys 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 sounds. Is this your battle plan? If Li Qi really appears here, do you think he can leave alive? "
As soon as he finished speaking, the wall behind the blond man cracked open, and Li Banfeng used the path-breaking technique to open a passage.
When Li Banfeng rushed behind 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 smiled and said: "Do you want to use the technique of walking through the wall, or the technique of changing steps?
I can responsibly tell you that these two techniques are useless. This is not the first time we have met in Yanlou Village. Do you think we will not make targeted preparations for you?
You are too naive, and now it's time for you to pay the price for your arrogance."
The blond man's right hand made a pinching movement, which was very free and powerful.
The cement compressed rapidly and then solidified, crushing Li Banfeng's body.
puff!
The blood splashed on the blond man's face, it was fishy and sweet.
It's understandably fishy, ​​but why is it so sweet?
The blond man didn't quite understand. He discovered 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, "It doesn't taste right. What do you think of this taste?"
puff!
The Tang knife swung down, and a gash was opened on the blond man's body, and blood spurted out.
It tastes right this time.
The blond man covered the wound, controlled the balls of cement-like paste, and attacked Li Banfeng.
It was not difficult for Li Banfeng to hide, as the cement was not moving very 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 out his voice.
After dodging a round of concrete attacks from the blond man, Li Banfeng quickly approached and slashed at the blond man one after another.
Why do you have to use a knife? Why not use techniques?
Because Li Banfeng saw the characteristics of the old man.
This blond man is very good at making walls and concrete. In a relatively closed environment, to deal with such an enemy, it is not appropriate to just watch the flowers on a horse or trample through the rivers. If you are not careful, you will be blocked by the blond old man's techniques.
In this case, it was most cost-effective to chop with a knife. Li Banfeng took a sickle, a Tang knife, and a pendulum, and kept slashing at the blond old man.
The old man was covered in bruises and wanted to use his skills, but he could never get the chance.
"Let's, let's talk first, let's talk, we can give this injured demon to you for free————" Under the blade, the blond old man negotiated with difficulty.
Li Banfeng's sword never stopped: "It's not enough to just kill the demon, how can I save your lives?"
"I can't survive—"
"That's not negotiable."
Chu Zikai wanted to come over to rescue the old man, but Song Qianhun didn't give him a chance.
There are many martial arts cultivators under Song Qianhun who are all good at using knives, and they can pick up any guy and use it 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 the broken bricks and tiles and surrounded Chu Zikai.
Chu Zikai changed his tone and sang the song "Guokui" that he was most familiar with.
The destructive power of this song "Guokui" is not small. Song Qianhun's five vocal cultivator ghost servants sang together, but they couldn't resist it. The martial arts ghost servant was too close to Song Qianhun, and their figures gradually blurred.
Under the injury, the soul was a little unstable.
Li Banfeng wanted to use his vocal skills to make Chu Zikai go out of tune, but the blond old man was not easy to deal with. He built a wall in a very short time and tried to escape with Chu Zikai.
Li Banfeng did not dare to be distracted, so he walked through the wall, took the magic weapon with him, and continued to fight with the old man.
Chu Zikai opened his throat and sang like hundreds of people, with ever-changing melodies and uneven rhythms, preparing to defeat all Song Qianhun's ghost servants.
The string earrings blocked Li Banfeng's ears with smoke, allowing Li Banfeng to resist for a while.
On the dance floor, the audience attending the banquet was suffering. Through the passage opened by Li Banfeng, everyone could hear Chu Zikai's singing.
Those with low cultivation levels would bleed from both ears during the singing and fall into coma.
Those with a slightly higher level of cultivation fell into madness during the singing and started fighting with the people around them.
Chi Huiyi held her men's heads and bit off one of the guards' ears.
Jin Shunying was lucky. Li Banfeng threw her off the dance floor before he took action, 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 Seizing technique, he could destroy all the ghost servants of a demon cultivator.
Without the ghost servant, the demon cultivator no longer poses any threat, and Chu Zikai is sure to win this battle.
"I am your pot helmet, even if you forget everything about me, don't forget that familiar fragrance——" Chu Zikai's voice became bolder and bolder as he sang. A love song was turned into a war song by him.
Song Qianhun didn't make any special response. He released ten ghost servants and sang with Chu Zikai.
"Sprinkle a handful of green onion to commemorate the end of our love,
The chopped green onions remain on the roots of your teeth, just like your pungent sincerity!"
These ghost servants changed the lyrics and made them 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 penetrating power of the song. To be precise, it was the penetrating power of the technique.
These ten new ghost servants sent by Song Qianhun all have sound cultivating skills. Are they all sound cultivators?
How come there are so many ghost cultivators under one demon cultivator?
Chu Zikai turned up the volume and covered up the ghost servant's voice again.
Song Qianhun sent another group of ghost servants.
Not counting the martial arts cultivators who besieged Chu Zikai, there were fifty ghost servants present in total. These fifty ghost servants all had vocal skills, and Chu Zikai's singing was swallowed up 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 from the same sect. This was obviously beyond the scope of Chu Zikai's understanding.
Song Qianhun said expressionlessly: "Big singer, let's make a bet to see who is stronger, my ghost servant, or your cultivation!"
Chu Zikai raised his tune, and there were words interspersed in his singing: "Just these few ghost servants, you want to bet with me? You think too highly of yourself."
"Are these few not enough?" Song Qianhun sent twenty more ghost cultivators to sing a duet with Chu Zikai.
Chu Zikai almost choked when he sang. How many voice cultivators did he have on his hands?
Song Qianhun said: "Isn't it enough? I still have more!"
After saying this, he sent out another twenty vocal cultivators and continued singing in antiphonal style.
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 ghost-cultivating servants, can he do it?
How many ghost servants does Song Qianhun have?
Shouldn't 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 cultivating skills were completely canceled out, and he was trapped in a tight siege. He had no better response strategy. He was slashed all over by martial arts cultivators, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he quickly lost his fighting power.
Song Qianhun murmured: "Small bets may not make you money, but big bets never lose, and big bets never fail. Today I will show you my real 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.
Although it is 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 that this is a model is indeed 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, this 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 closed the gate and pulled up the drawbridge. There were layers of flames around it to protect the city wall.
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 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: ​​"Kid, 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 and 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 because 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.
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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 and Song Qianhun was still here.
He dragged the unconscious Chu Zikai out of half the castle, took a pill from the ghost servant, and stuffed it into Chu Zikai's mouth.
After swallowing the pill, Chu Zikai quickly woke up, but he could not use techniques and his body could only move within a small area.
On the dance floor, there were still many guests struggling with each other, and the remaining power of the vocal skills had not dissipated.
Li Banfeng took back the technique of breaking paths and opening up paths. 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'm just here for him."
"Since you want it, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." Song Qianhun stretched out his hand towards Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng didn't quite understand, and said politely: "Senior, please make a price."
"Don't pretend to be confused!" Song Qianhun said angrily, "Where are my things?"
Only then did Li Banfeng remember that what Song Qianhun wanted was not money, but pants.
He quickly took out the 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 anymore. I'll give Boss Chang a compensation later. It's not easy for him."
While speaking, Song Qianhun looked at Shui Yongquan and sighed, "Why do you look like this?"
Li Banfeng said: "He used the technique of washing his mind to wash away his memory. I don't know if he can be saved."
Song Qianhun untied the iron chains on Shui Yongquan's body and lost the restraints. Shui Yongquan instinctively moved his joints.
"There is still a way." Just this action gave Song Qianhun some hope. "The washing is not so clean. There should be a way to get it back. Lao Shui is a smart man and should leave a way out for himself.
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"If I can get my memory back, can I also get my cultivation back?"
"There is a chance, but——.——" Song Qianhun was silent for a moment, but he didn't say it directly if he had something to say.
Li Banfeng said: "Are you afraid that the spring water will harm you?"
"I can't talk about being implicated, but in the realm of Iron Gate Fort, you know, and the people here in Iron Gate Fort, you also know that I can't be targeted by too many people."
Li Banfeng understood what Song Qianhun meant.
The boundary of Tiemenbao connects Puzhou and Waizhou.
The people in Iron Gate Fort are too simple and simple, and those who can fight are a group of homesteaders who have very little contact with the outside world.
If Song Qianhun wants to defend the Iron Gate Fort, he must act in a low-key manner.
"Senior, don't worry, leave Brother Shui's affairs to me, and I will place him in a suitable place."
Song Qianhun nodded slightly: "You and I do have a good rapport, but there are some things that I still can't worry about."
Li Banfeng said: "Senior, I will never reveal anything about today, nor will I reveal anything about my pants. If you really feel uneasy, let's make a bet here, and I will try my best to lose to you.
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Song Qianhun was not very happy: "This is not pleasant to say. What does it mean to try your best to lose to me? Is it so difficult?
Let’s not bet. I really like your fate. Let’s become brothers.’
Li Banfeng slapped his chest: "Qianhun, I recognize you as my brother, and I will be your brother from now on!"
"Why do you want to be your brother? How old are you? I'm not fooling around with you, this is serious business."
"Okay, you'll be my brother," Li Banfeng looked around, "I'm not prepared for this."
Song Qianhun said: "I am prepared, I have incense, candles and yellow paper."
The two swore an oath on the spot and bowed down.
Song Qianhun took his pants and left Yanlou Village, feeling much more comfortable.
Ban Gu was a little puzzled: "What do you think? To be a brother to such a junior? If you find out, you will laugh out loud?"
"Laughing at me?" Song Qianhun snorted, "Small bets may not make you money, but big bets never lose. I never miss a big bet. This brother knows that he doesn't lose. Let's see who is the hero in gambling!
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After Song Qianhun left, Li Banfeng took out his bowl and tested the dark space around him, but there was still no response from the bowl.
Is it an invisible space? Maybe we can use Lao Luo's equipment to detect it.
Chu Zikai, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and prepared to activate the technique.
Li Banfeng stomped on his mouth and opened the door of his residence: "Save your strength and don't speak in a hurry. I still have many things to ask you."
PS: Where should I place Shuiyongquan?
Chapter completed!