Chapter 171 New Year's Eve Dinner

Although the New Year has passed, the atmosphere of the New Year is still strong in the living room.

A layer of mist formed on the trumpet of the record player, and the steam kept caressing the huge locust head in front of him.

Clang clang clang~ Hey!

"Insect leader~" The lady played the slow tempo, dragged out the long sound, and sang two words.

Li Banfeng had never heard of this term: "What is an insect leader?"

"One of the leaders of insect cultivators, stronger than the local gods, wait... This is not an ordinary insect leader, let me smell it, this thing seems to have other luck,

No mistake, no mistake, it does have luck given by others, this is a good thing, it is really a good thing!"

The antennae on the huge locust head are still trembling slowly.

This insect seems to be still alive, it is very scared.

There is more and more dew on the trumpet, and the lady can't hold back her appetite, but she is still a little worried about the origin of this head.

"Hey, sir, where did this insect leader's head come from?"

Li Banfeng told the truth: "The peddler sold it to me."

"The peddler? Sold it to you?" The record player didn't believe it, "How could the peddler sell this thing to you? Husband, this matter can't be joked about casually."

Li Banfeng looked unhappy: "When did I joke? It was the peddler who sold it to me. He offered twenty yuan, and I asked if he would sell it for fifteen yuan? He said he sold it."

Da Da Da~ Hey!

Whisper!

The lady's cognition was a little wrong, she suspected that Li Banfeng was crazy.

"Husband, you just said fifteen and twenty, it shouldn't be Huanguo banknotes, right?"

"It's Huanguo banknotes."

"You said fifteen and twenty billion, right? Can you take out so much money?"

Li Banfeng puffed out his chest and said: "How can I have so much money? I only spent fifteen yuan."

Whisper! Whiff!

A ball of steam enveloped Li Banfeng, filled with the tenderness and affection of his wife: "My husband, we are a loving couple, and we have never suspected each other. It's just that my body is not good, so I haven't consummated my marriage with you. Please don't mind it." Li Banfeng looked generous and smiled slightly: "Actually, I do mind it. We haven't consummated our marriage. How can we be a proper couple? But if you can apply oil once a day, this matter is not impossible to discuss." As he spoke, Li Banfeng took the oil bottle and opened the back cover of the chassis. "Hey, husband~ Let's not talk about the engine oil first. This engine oil is really... No, no, there is no shortage..."

Although the singing tone was out of tune, the lady still gritted her teeth and persevered. After a breath, she continued: "Husband, the engine oil is applied to you. Let's talk about this insect leader in detail. Husband, don't lie to me. Where did this thing come from?"

Li Banfeng was angry: "I told you, I bought it from the peddler. Since you don't trust me, I'll throw it away."

Li Banfeng was really about to throw it away, but the record player quickly stopped him: "Husband, this thing can't be thrown away."

"Why can't you just throw it away? Why are there so many things for fifteen yuan?"

"Don't be upset, sir. You can add the oil. Don't be angry, sir. I know I was wrong~"

The record player coaxed and persuaded Li Banfeng to come back. Tang Dao said, "Madam, I can testify for the master. It was indeed bought for fifteen yuan. The peddler also said that this thing should be eaten while it is fresh. It can be cooked into porridge or soup!"

"What soup? What porridge?" The record player inserted two needles into the locust's head. "Such a good thing must be eaten raw!"

Hiss~hiss~

The copper lotus bloomed.

She bloomed with full dew.

She had previously refined a piece of the heart of the dripping monster and Pan Dehai. Until now, the lotus seeds have not matured. At this moment, she paused the refining. The whirlwind in the lotus heart has blown towards the tentacles of the locust's head.

"Honglian, are you greedy too? Don't be impatient!" The record player was still trying to restrain himself, "I still can't figure out what the peddler is thinking."

The wine gourd rubbed against Li Banfeng. She wanted to explain a few words, but she had to get Li Banfeng's consent.

Li Banfeng patted the gourd's waist twice: "If you have something to say, just say it. You don't have to be so restrained at home."

The gourd said to the record player: "Sister, my little brother has made great contributions to the pest control in Haichiling. This should be the reward given by the peddler."

"Meritorious..."

What kind of merit is worthy of such a generous reward?

The wife didn't know much about the outside world. She wanted to ask some details, but the irresistible appetite made her give up the idea of ​​asking, "Loss and gain, no one owes each other, this is indeed the peddler's temperament. In this case, there is no need to worry! Hey, sisters, prepare chopsticks!"

Tang Dao shouted: "I'm ready too!"

The record player trembled and began to suck the remaining soul and spirituality of the locust.

The pendulum rushed up and begged the record player, "Madam, I have followed the master and never flinched in battle. You must not miss the reward from me."

After that, the pendulum came forward and sucked a mouthful of the locust's brain.

The record player was furious, and a ball of steam forced the pendulum back: "You rude slave, I haven't finished eating yet, and you dare to stick your mouth out!"

"Time is what comes and cannot be missed; opportunity is what is stepped on!" Tang Dao rushed over and shouted loudly, "What the mistress is teaching is that this matter should not be the turn of Hanxue, the bitch. I have always been in the front in the battles!"

Tang Dao is not greedy, he just wants a tentacle.

The record player refused to give it, and Tang Dao was burned all over.

Earring cried, "Master, I have been by your side, serving you diligently. When have I ever been slack? This credit cannot be missed by me."

"A lot, a lot..." Li Banfeng comforted.

"I'm heartbroken. I'm willing to change the rules. I sincerely follow my master and let me take a bite!" Teapot couldn't bear it anymore. He was sealed by the record player and couldn't use any strength. He forcibly resisted the burning of the steam and wanted to come up and share it. Some oil and water.

Jiu Gourd has been restraining himself, but his thoughts were revealed by the record player: "Sister, do you want to eat? Since you only eat flesh and blood, wait until I finish eating, and you can take another bite.

We are only one family when we eat from the same family, so you don’t have to be polite about it. "

Jiu Gulu was very nervous, and he didn’t know whether the record player was sincerely inviting him, or was trying to test him.

She rubbed against Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng said with a smile: "Eat it, just treat it like New Year's Eve dinner."

Seeing that this gourd had to ask Li Banfeng for instructions on everything, the lady was stunned for a moment and continued to suck on the locust's head.

All the magic weapons were gathered around, waiting for the lady and Honglian to come forward and share a sip of oil and water during their meal.

Vaguely, Li Banfeng heard a faint voice.

"Give me one bite, just one bite..."

Who is speaking?

Li Banfeng searched for the sound for a long time and finally found the source of the sound.

Judge pen.

The judge's pen that was developed through laziness.

When he met Pan Dehai's beloved before, he wanted to take a bite of it, and when he met the dripping monster, he also wanted to take a bite.

But he was too lazy to say.

This time when he encountered Chong Kui's head, he couldn't resist anymore and finally spoke.

Even the Judge's Pen has opened its mouth, is there still some magic weapon missing?

Li Banfeng remembered.

The fan Pan Dehai gave him didn't open his mouth, and he couldn't. He had been refined by the copper lotus.

After practicing for so long, why is there still no movement?

To say that heartburn and dripping monsters are hard to digest, it shouldn't take that long to refine a magic weapon.

Li Banfeng asked Tonglianhua, but Tonglianhua couldn't talk to Li Banfeng directly. The record player was eating nearby and explained: "It's not Honglian's fault for this. She has cleaned up the folding fan, but the spirituality in it is difficult to deal with.

The spirit of the fan is very loyal to Pan Dehai. He promised to follow his husband, but he still had other thoughts. There should be Pan Dehai's tricks here. Even if he practiced again, he would also have a rebellious bad seed.

Honglian does not eat raw food. The spirituality inside such a high-level magic weapon can be regarded as a living thing. Honglian gave this spirituality to the slave, and the slave ate him! "

"Eat it?" Li Banfeng frowned, "Then isn't this magic weapon useless?"

"I can't say it's useless. The materials are still there. High-level magic weapons. The materials are very precious. If my husband encounters an obedient spirit in the future, he will refine it again. Sister Gourd, do you think this is appropriate?"

"Sister handled it well, and this is how it should be handled." Another layer of cold sweat broke out on Hulu's body.

The lady was still absorbing spiritual energy, and the red lotus produced another whirlwind, blowing over Chong Kui's head.

Zhong Pendulum and Tang Dao also quietly approached the head.

The lady was angry: "What's going on today? Are you all so unruly? What's wrong with you hungry ghosts?"

Gululu~

The water tank of the record player also made a strange sound, which was very similar to the sound of a hungry person.

"Hey! Why do you still feel hungry, little slave? This is too abnormal. Sir, did you bring something back?"

Li Banfeng took the worm out of his pocket: "This is from Pan Dehai."

"Intestinal reel silkworms!" The lady was startled, "Pan Dehai, this old dog, why did you give this thing to you! I wonder why the whole family is so hungry. It turns out that this insect is the cause!"

Li Banfeng said: "This thing is also a treasure."

"It's true that it's a treasure, but apart from being a food and cultivator, it's of no use to others!"

"It can't be useless, right? If it doesn't work, let Honglian refine it into a magic weapon."

"This is a unique type of magic weapon in Haichiling. It is a magic weapon that is of little use and cost a lot. It will make you want to eat all the time while carrying it with you. It will be a burden."

"Then make the elixir."

"You can't make any good elixir from this thing. You might turn into a hungry ghost after eating it. In the end, you have to sell it to a food cultivator. Besides, Red Lotus doesn't eat raw food, so the soul of this bug has to be dealt with separately."

"Then I'll feed my wife to replenish her health."

"Thank you for your pity, Mr. Sir. If I eat it, I won't be so polite when I get hungry. I'm afraid I'll eat whatever I see."

You said this as if you were usually very polite.

Li Banfeng opened the can and said, "What do you think should be done with this thing?"

"Ms. sir, please don't bring it home again. I'm afraid it will cause trouble after a long time! Hurry up and sell it at a price. Find a food repairer and you should be able to sell it for a good price." The record player is not an alarmist. Judging from today's situation, these magic weapons There are signs of losing control, and even the Judge Pen made by Lazy Cultivation has spoken.

Li Banfeng ate the canned food and said, "I can't keep this stuff with me all the time. I've almost run out of canned food at home."

The record player spewed out a cloud of steam and enveloped the silkworm: "I'll trap it first, but it won't last long. My husband will sell it as soon as possible."

The atmosphere in the portable Curie is still warm. Even if the intestinal silkworms are controlled, the temptation of the leader of the insects is still there.

The lady had eaten up all her spiritual energy and was quite tired. The other magic weapons each shared some of the sweetness. The lotus flower took the insect head away, and her body was filled with layers of halo.

Li Banfeng left his home, opened the map, and followed Yao Lao's route back to Yaowanggou.

Jiu Hulu was a little worried: "Little brother, I promise not to tell Old Yao nonsense after I go back. If you really don't trust me, you don't have to go to Yaowanggou, but I still have the contract with me, it's better to have an explanation."

Li Banfeng patted Hulu: "I trust you and Old Yao."

...

In Suishenju, Honglian asked: "It seems that Hulu can't grasp the madman's thoughts."

Huchi~

"She really can't grasp it. What is the madman's thoughts? Sometimes I can't grasp it either." The record player yawned.

Hiss~

Honglian asked softly: "Evil woman, are you going to recover? You have eaten a lot of good things in the past two days."

Huff~

"Bitch, do you eat less good things than me? You gave the pills to the madman, so you kept the good things for yourself?

You chewed for such a long time this time, you must have saved a lot of strength."

Honglian sneered: "I just picked up some leftovers from your mouth. If you can leave this place one day, don't forget to take me with you."

Swish~

"You have to let me know in advance when you want to leave, otherwise don't blame me for ruining your plans."

"Evil woman, do you think we can find a way out by ourselves?" Honglian blew up a whirlwind and opened the door of the outer room, seeming to be looking at the door of the main room.

"Didn't you try it before? This is the house of the madman. No one can get out without going through the hands of the madman. If you don't accept it, try again." The record player yawned again and fell asleep.

Honglian exudes a halo and quickly refines pills.

She needs to get more pills for the madman. Honglian feels that the home cultivator is about to be promoted. If the travel cultivator cannot keep up, the madman may die.

While refining the pills, Honglian looks at the door from time to time.

Before leaving this place, the madman must be kept alive.

PS: Isn't it good to live with Banfeng? Why does Honglian want to go out?