Chapter 67
"Deep breath, hold on, you'll be fine!"
Geng Zhiwei suffered a fatal wound, and blood was spraying from his neck.
"Hold on, you can do it!" Li Banfeng inserted the Blood-Containing Pendulum into Geng Zhiwei's neck to help him stop the bleeding.
Geng Zhiwei breathed hard; he didn't want to die. Although he was covered in wounds and had suffered a lot, he really didn't want to die.
Seeing Geng Zhiwei's condition getting worse and worse, Li Banfeng broke into a sweat: "Keep breathing, you must hold on,
Think about your huge family business; you don't want to hand it over to others, right?
Think about your many assets; you don't want them to be divided up, right?
Think about your many concubines; you don't want them to crawl into other people's beds, right?
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 possessed.
Driven by anger and unwillingness, his desire to survive increased by a whole layer.
Li Banfeng turned to look at the phonograph.
The first Martial Cultivator's vengeful spirit had been eaten clean.
The second Martial Cultivator's vengeful spirit was more than half eaten.
More than ten minutes later, the second vengeful spirit was also eaten.
Li Banfeng wiped the sweat from Geng Zhiwei's forehead: "You've suffered, Zhiwei, you've suffered. It's okay, now it's your turn; you'll be relieved soon."
Li Banfeng let Geng Zhiwei hold on until now because his wife wanted to eat a fresh soul.
This is like eating hot pot; the taste of frozen meat and the taste of freshly killed meat are just different.
Geng Zhiwei felt a piece of his left hand being torn off, a very thin piece.
In fact, his left hand wasn't injured; what was truly torn open was his soul.
Damage to the soul made the already weak Geng Zhiwei even worse.
But the intense pain allowed him to remain conscious at all times.
Drops of water hung on the horn of the phonograph; it was unknown whether they were sweat or drool.
Li Banfeng asked: "Wife, how does it taste?"
"Fresh, it's really too fresh. How can these ingredients compare to those aged old souls? Husband really cherishes me!"
The so-called aged old souls refer to the vengeful spirits eaten at the old lady's house.
Those vengeful spirits had been dead for who knows how many years; how could their taste compare to this freshly killed and eaten fresh soul?
Slurp!
The phonograph took another slurp.
Li Banfeng had Yin-Yang eyes. Unlike when Rong Jin'an died, Li Banfeng could now clearly see Geng Zhiwei's soul losing a thread, flying into the horn of the phonograph like a rice noodle.
Geng Zhiwei's expression was very ferocious.
His eyes looked at Li Banfeng, and Li Banfeng felt his heartbeat accelerate.
Unlike the rumors, Geng Zhiwei wasn't a "white lamb"; he had cultivation and was a first-layer Joy Cultivator.
Why would a first-layer Joy Cultivator, plus two first-layer Martial Cultivator guards, die at Li Banfeng's hands?
Because they entered Li Banfeng's residence.
In the residence, the power of the Residential Cultivator made even Li Banfeng feel shocked.
The two Martial Cultivators who were good at close combat were no match for Li Banfeng in speed and strength.
Geng Zhiwei's Joy Cultivation had a certain interference effect on Li Banfeng, but it was suppressed by the Residential Spirit, only making Li Banfeng's heartbeat accelerate slightly.
They only had one chance to counterattack; Geng Zhiwei made Li Banfeng hallucinate, seeing Teacher Song wearing a suit skirt and glasses.
Taking advantage of Li Banfeng's momentary dullness, the two Martial Cultivators prepared to kill Li Banfeng together.
But Li Banfeng hid in another room, seizing the weakness that the enemy was unfamiliar with the terrain, and successfully resolved the crisis.
The phonograph used a cloud of fierce steam to end the battle directly.
This was a pure crushing victory. If it weren't for fear of hurting Li Banfeng, the phonograph could have ended the battle faster.
Geng Zhiwei's soul was sucked away by nearly half, but he still hadn't died. He was still using Joy Cultivation techniques to interfere with Li Banfeng's mind.
Li Banfeng couldn't control himself and kept groping the phonograph with his right hand.
"Feed me~ Husband, what are you touching?"
"Wife, we already have the reality of husband and wife; why don't we consummate the marriage tonight."
Pfft!
Cough, cough, cough, cough!
The phonograph, which was concentrating on sucking the soul, choked and sprayed several mists of water, coughing several times.
The large copper horn turned red in an instant.
"This, this, husband, it's not that I don't understand reason, nor that I'm unwilling to serve you with all my heart,"
"My body is not very useful; I'm afraid I'll ruin my husband's interest,"
"Husband, you wait for me to recuperate for a few days, and find another good body,"
"I will definitely do my best to make my husband enjoy himself, feed me ah ah ah~"
Looking at the phonograph's embarrassed appearance, Li Banfeng retracted his hand in astonishment.
What's wrong with me?
Why would I want to do something to a phonograph?
Are Joy Cultivation techniques this powerful?
Li Banfeng looked at the pendulum. Geng Zhiwei's blood was stored here, but the pendulum was full now. Where should this blood be put?
Is there a way to preserve blood?
Seeing Li Banfeng not speaking, the phonograph hurriedly explained: "Husband, you have been hit by the traitor's 'Love Charm Burning Heart' technique. Joy Cultivation techniques are just this filthy."
"Husband, don't worry, I'll vent your anger. Don't move, watch me eat you bit by bit!"
Watching the phonograph sucking the soul, Li Banfeng couldn't help but grope the phonograph again, scaring the phonograph into another coughing fit.
"Cough, cough, husband, why don't you go to the outer room to avoid it."
Li Banfeng was just about to go to the outer room to hide when he suddenly felt that something was missing in the main room.
What was missing?
After thinking for a while, Li Banfeng remembered: "Where did the medicinal herbs and pills I brought back go?"
The phonograph sang while sucking the soul: "Husband, I felt those bottles and jars were an eyesore, so I sent them to the outer room."
Li Banfeng hurriedly went to the outer room.
He hadn't noticed when he was hiding from the attack earlier, but now that he lit a candle and looked carefully, bottles and jars were scattered everywhere, and even the wooden box containing the pills was broken.
His wife was too violent!
Li Banfeng wanted to check if the medicinal herbs were damaged, but when he picked up a few jars, they were empty.
What's the situation?
The medicinal herbs are gone?
He flipped over the wooden box on the ground, and the pills were gone too!
Where did all these good things go?
Li Banfeng looked at the Copper Lotus and found the petals closed, full of light, and it was refining pills.
It swallowed the pills and medicinal herbs, and then refined them into pills!
Li Banfeng was very angry, left the outer room, returned to the main room, and groped around the phonograph.
The phonograph was startled and sang: "Husband~~ your mind hasn't calmed down yet?"
"Wife~" Li Banfeng also sang, "Where are the peaches under your waist now?"
The phonograph was stunned and stammered: "I don't have peaches here."
"When you grow peaches, turn over immediately and let me give you a good beating!"
The phonograph stammered: "That, that, husband, why do you want to beat me?"
"You ruined the pills and medicinal herbs I worked so hard to earn; shouldn't you be beaten?"
The phonograph's voice was confused: "This, this, I sent those things to the outer room; I didn't ruin them~~"
"You sent them to the outer room, and they were all eaten by the Copper Lotus; now nothing is left!"
"This, this, this..." The phonograph stammered for a long time, and then sang, "If you want to blame someone, blame that bitch Did Honglian~~ That bitch is greedy, but she angered my husband. Husband, don't be angry, husband, don't..."
"Enough, stop singing!" Li Banfeng looked at Geng Zhiwei's corpse, "Are the souls all eaten?"
The phonograph hurriedly responded: "They are all eaten, thank you husband for cherishing me."
"Clean up yourself after eating; send the corpse to the outer room and give it to the lotus."
Chi-chi!
The phonograph hummed twice, complaining: "Why does husband love that bitch Did Honglian so much?"
Li Banfeng sneered and sang: "Because the lotus heart has seven holes~~"
After singing, Li Banfeng left.
The phonograph sprayed a mouthful of steam and muttered to herself: "What's so good about seven holes? Aren't three horns enough?
Forget it, this madman is acting crazy again!"
Li Banfeng left the Personal Residence and picked up the key near the Geng Family Pharmacy.
The fire at the Geng Family Pharmacy hadn't gone out. The Geng family was busy fighting the fire, and the surrounding neighbors had all run out to avoid disaster.
Actually, this was all unnecessary.
Old Yao said that his medicinal wine could only be drunk in the courtyard and couldn't be taken out.
This fire wouldn't hurt anyone else.
And the Geng family would definitely burn until not even a residue was left; fighting the fire was useless.
Li Banfeng left the Geng Family Pharmacy silently and walked hurriedly on the street.
It wasn't just to avoid the Geng family; he had important things to do.
Staying at home all day today, the cultivation of the Residential Cultivator was enough, but the cultivation of the Traveling Cultivator was far from enough.
He opened the address left by Yu Nan and went to find the newly born land of Yaowang Valley.
Li Banfeng really wanted to see what the newly born land looked like.
PS: Dear readers, follow Banfeng to the new land!
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