Lord of Puluo

Wan Jinxian returned to the village, groped for the blind male bamboo, and sent a message to He Jiaqing.

"The matter failed. Han Juncheng could not accept Zhao Xiaowan and was nailed in front of the house."

He Jiaqing was in an extremely bad mood.

He knew that Han Juncheng had high vision but low skill, and he also knew that he lacked experience.

But it was not easy to subdue a six-story house builder, so He Jiaqing kept him in check, and wanted to wait for a better opportunity before letting Han Juncheng take action.

Unexpectedly, Anzi, who had been carefully cultivated for many years next to Iron Gate Castle, was gone.

This is not Lao Wan's fault, and He Jiaqing has no reason to be angry with him.

Lao Wan asked: "What should we do next?"

He Jiaqing thought for a long time and said: "Wait for the news from Jiang Xianggang. If Luo Zhengnan can succeed, then cut off Hu from him."

Wan Jinxian agreed: "Cutting off the beard is the best strategy, but I'm worried that it will be difficult for Luo Zhengnan to succeed.

The six-story house cultivator cannot be treated as a person in front of the house spirit. After so many years of traveling around the world, this is the first time I have encountered this situation. "

"Flying General Zhao Xiaowan, one of the leaders of the brigade cultivators, is naturally not an ordinary character. Unfortunately, we have too few home cultivators. If we make a slight mistake, we will miss the opportunity.

But if Tiemenbao wants to hand over Zhao Xiaowan to Luo Zhengnan, that's a different matter.

There are many home repairmen in Iron Gate Fort. If you fail once, you can try again. There are always three hundred home repairmen who can succeed. "

In He Jiaqing's eyes, these home builders are just numbers.

Speaking of this, He Jiaqing sighed: "Iron Gate Fort is a good place. Sooner or later I have to keep this place in my hands. Lao Wan, thank you for your hard work tonight. Don't enter Iron Gate Fort again these days to avoid arousing suspicion. "

…

Li Banfeng stood in front of the mansion, looking at Han Juncheng who was still wailing.

He wanted to ask what this man had been through in the auxiliary building, but looking at the menacing spear, Li Banfeng really didn't dare to get close.

Is this spear the original form of the house spirit?

Who sent this man nailed with a spear?

Jiang Xiang Gang or another force?

Li Banfeng couldn't think clearly, but he knew something big was going to happen in Tiemen Fort.

If this house spirit cannot be disposed of in time, Iron Gate Fort will be destroyed.

"Dad! Save me! Help me!" Han Juncheng was still shouting.

The cry was chilling.

…

The news about Han Juncheng spread in Tiemen Fort.

There was an evil spirit in the fort, and someone was nailed to death in the east annex building of the mansion and died in the forbidden area of ​​Iron Gate Fort!

What is this sign?

This is a sign of impending disaster!

The usually superstitious housekeepers were frightened. Some bought incense and candles, some bought charms, and some even replaced the door gods with new ones!

Luo Zhengnan was selling vegetables at the market. Sun Xiao'an, the sage of the second helm, came over and seemed to be picking vegetables, talking to Luo Zhengnan secretly.

"There was some movement in Iron Gate Fort. Someone broke into the forbidden area last night. It seemed that he went to steal something. He was nailed in the forbidden area. He screamed for a whole day before he died."

"Who?" Luo Zhengnan's eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

"I haven't checked my calendar yet."

Luo Zhengnan gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Fuck, who is going to take action at this time? I'm afraid that the main force in the castle will be suspicious of us."

"How about we go into Iron Gate Castle again and explain the matter clearly to the castle owner."

"Are you clear? If we enter Iron Gate Castle to talk about things now, the castle owner will think that we are threatening him!"

Sun Xiaoan said: "Since you know that thing is in a forbidden area, why don't you send someone to test it out?"

Luo Zhengnan looked at Sun Xiaoan, lowered his eyes and said, "Old man, you have sent away several helmsmen. Now do you want to send me, the hall master, away too?"

Sun Xiaoan stopped talking, and he couldn't think of a good countermeasure.

Luo Zhengnan sent away the two grocery buyers and said to Sun Xiao'an: "We can't rush this matter. There are still two days. Let's wait for the news from the fort master.

If he's willing to take action, we'd better pay for it. It's easy to ask for more money.

If he doesn't want to take action, let's leave as soon as possible.

Lao Sun, please remind others to be more careful and be wary of Iron Gate Fort and people of unknown origin.

If the business is done, you must be even more careful, guard against Tiemenbao cheating, and guard against others intercepting! "

…

Li Banfeng returned to his home, sat in front of the record player and said, "Madam, what kind of person is Zhao Xiaowan?"

Chichi~

"Why did my husband ask about her again?"

Li Banfeng said: "I saw her kill someone today, and I always felt that she was really vicious."

Banglanglanglang~呔~

The lady played the gongs and drums and sang:

"I can't say I'm vicious, but I've been on the battlefield for a long time, but I don't take this life too seriously.

Zhao Xiaowan is a general, a very famous general. She knows how to fight and has won many battles.

She was very strict in running the army, and her subordinates were all very afraid of her, and they often got slapped by her.

Other than that, there's nothing special about her. "

Li Banfeng thought of the description in the novel: "Some people said that she was adopted as an adopted daughter by the emperor, became a princess, and even recruited a consort."

If the consort could be found, Zhao Xiaowan might be able to be subdued.

Chichi~

The record player laughed: "How could she have such a good life? It is impossible for the emperor to just accept his adopted daughter.

Zhao Xiaowan only knows how to fight but not anything else. She has never thought about the consort. In her eyes, there is no difference between men and women. "

It seems that this ending is inconsistent with Zhao Xiaowan's real situation.

Li Banfeng asked again: "Some people say that she stayed at the border and fought with the enemy her whole life. This is true."

The lady sighed: "She actually thought that if a person like her could die in battle, it would be considered a worthy death.

But her fate was not so good. Because she had made some achievements, she was recalled to the capital. "

Li Banfeng said: "Then he was imprisoned because of his great achievements and shocked the master?"

"Yes, in prison, her life was worse than that of a dog."

"Then there's going to be a war again, and Zhao Xiaowan is sent to the battlefield again?"

"Yes, you said she is such a mean person. If you ask her to fight, she will fight and fight with all her heart!"

"Then he died on the battlefield?"

Chichi~

The lady laughed for a long time: "It doesn't matter if she dies on the battlefield, her life will not be in vain.

She was sold by her subordinates and died not at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of her own people.

How do you think this bitch’s life is? Do you think she is a joke in this life? "

Li Banfeng was silent for a long time, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness for Zhao Xiaowan.

But no matter how miserable she is, she can't be spared now.

The lady's revenge must be avenged.

The situation in Iron Gate Fort must also be broken!

"Madam, I have decided that this house spirit must be taken away."

"Ms. sir, do you really want to avenge this little slave?"

"Seriously!" Li Banfeng answered very decisively.

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"My husband has this intention, I am, that's enough for me, please take it seriously, don't go..." The lady's voice trembled, and her whole body trembled.

Li Banfeng looked at his wife and asked calmly: "Madam, can you really bear this tone?"

"I can bear it, little slave, little slave, little slave..."

Huchi~huchi~huchi~

The steam spurts out faster and faster.

The record spun and the drum beat became more and more urgent.

The blazing fire reflected on the mirror, and the entire main room was filled with swords and swords, and there were endless shouts and killings.

"I can't bear it! I can die in anyone's hands, but I can't bear to die in the hands of that bitch!" The lady suddenly roared, "I want to kill that bitch day and night! Even in my dreams I think about it all the time!”

Li Banfeng nodded and said: "The time has come, let's take action now. I will first find a way to lure the house spirit into our house, and the rest will depend on our couple's methods."

"Ms. sir, how can you bring her into the house?"

"It's the same old method. I call her by name in front of her face and let her recognize me as her master."

"She can't see or hear. How can she know that you called her name?"

Li Banfeng really thought about this matter seriously.

"I'll touch her first."

"Mr. sir!" The flames in the case burned out three feet high, and the record player roared, "Why did you touch that bitch?"

"Madam, calm down."

When she mentioned this injustice, the lady was obviously a little too irritable.

"I write on her body and write her name, and she will naturally know my purpose."

The lady calmed down for a long time, and the flames on her body gradually retracted into the chassis.

"That's a solution, but that bitch has a bad temper. If you touch her as soon as you enter the door, you will definitely suffer a big loss. She may directly hurt you."

"If she wants to take action, I'll leave immediately." Li Banfeng saw Han Juncheng's scene and was ready to escape.

"My husband, if you wait for her to take action, it will be too late for you to escape. She is one of the leaders of the traveling cultivators. Although her soul is not intact and her body is not strong now, if she is more agile, my husband will definitely not be her match.

With my husband's current level of cultivation, I can only deal with this bitch by outsmarting her, but not by force. My husband can do what she likes, bring her some gifts, and let her relax her guard first. "

Gift?

What kind of gift is suitable for such a noble woman?

Gotta have style.

It has to have artistic conception.

It must match the opponent's temperament, especially his power as a military commander.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked, "How about Dayang?"

The lady thought for a while and agreed: "This bitch does love money. Of course Dayang is good, but she can't see it, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to impress her."

It can't be seen or heard, so a music box or something like that probably wouldn't be suitable either.

What kind of gift is suitable for her?

Li Banfeng recalled the scene when his wife and Zhao Xiaowan first met.

She said she smelled the powder on her body.

"Madam, I'll give her some rouge, what do you think?"

The record player became angry again: "Ms. sir, how could you give rouge to that bitch? Do you know that you can't give this rouge casually?"

"Madam, calm down!"

It is said that the murder of one's father is the greatest revenge, but Li Banfeng feels that the revenge of one's own life is even more terrifying.

The lady's emotions become extremely easy to get out of control.

"I gave her Rouge to win her favor and make her temporarily let down her guard."

Huchi~huchi~

The lady gasped for a long time and then calmed down again: "Don't buy too good rouge, just buy some on the street."

"Madam, I really do the serious thing and buy some good rouge, it will be easier to impress her."

"She doesn't like good rouge, the vulgarity on the streets and the like suits her just fine."

Li Banfeng comforted him and said, "Madam, don't be angry now. When she said you spent two pennies on a box of rouge, do you want to take back this little grudge?"

The lady said angrily: "What did I do with two cents? She even has a penny for rouge! She is such a mean person, why should she talk about me?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Rouge, I'll prepare it. Is there any other suitable gift?"

The lady thought about it carefully: "This bitch loves smelly beauty. Bring her some flowers. The more fragrant the flowers, the better."

flower.

Easy to say.

Li Banfeng actually knew a flower seller.

"Ms. sir, prepare your gifts. Don't rush to do it yet. Wait until the power in her body is lessened before you get closer to her."

Li Banfeng nodded: "I took note of it."

"My husband, if you feel that she has become more powerful, come back to the house as fast as you can. Just run back. As for how to get out, we will discuss it when we get back."

"Don't worry, madam."

"Ms. sir, that bitch is petty. When you write, don't write in important places, so as not to offend her."

"Don't worry, I know what's appropriate."

"My husband, that bitch loves face. You should be polite to her and don't argue with her."

"She can't even hear me, how can I argue with her?"

"Ms. sir, that bitch really loves money. She brought gifts and silver coins. Even if she can't see them, she may be able to smell them."

"Okay, I'll take it."

"Ms. sir, you must remember that that bitch is not called Zhao Xiaowan."

Li Banfeng was surprised: "Then what is her name?"

"That bitch's name is Hong Ying."

"Hong Ying? Hong Ying...Hong, Hongying Spear?" Li Banfeng was dumbfounded.

"There are many fallacies in the rumors in the world. Hong Ying is not a gun, she is just good at using a spear."

"Isn't she Zhao Xiaowan?"

"No." The lady answered very firmly.

"Then who is Zhao Xiaowan?"

The lady fell silent again.

Li Banfeng remembered the first time he mentioned the name Zhao Xiaowan in front of his wife, and she was silent for a long time.

In front of the house spirit, call the house spirit's name. If the house spirit doesn't resist, it means he has recognized the master.

The lady knows how to fight.

When he was in Xiaohuangquan, Li Banfeng once encountered a group of undead. The undead looked like soldiers. At that time, they behaved very submissively in front of his wife.

Could it be that……

"Madam, you are..."

"Mr. Gong!" The song "My Sweetheart" came out from the record player again. The singing voice was still so tender, but the lady had a slight stutter when speaking.

"You are my slave's master, my lord, my backbone, my husband. I don't need to take revenge on my slave, but my husband must come back safely!"

PS: Honest people don’t tell lies. Yesterday’s chapter must be about nuclear energy!

Everyone, tomorrow is the 1st, and all the guaranteed monthly passes are for Salad!