He Zhenlei was killed by Wu Yongchao. When he was dying, he didn't seem to be in pain, and there seemed to be a hint of relief on his face.

Li Banfeng was very satisfied with the performance of the home cultivators. He paid for his own money and asked Wu Yongchao to buy ingredients and hold a celebration banquet tonight.

After returning to his residence, Li Banfeng was wrapped in a ball of warm steam.

"Hey, my husband, since I ate Xuanyun Pill last time, Xiao Nu's body has been a little weak. Now my husband has bought these crispy ingredients. Xiao Nu has a lot of strength on his body. It's time for us couples to be in love."

"I'm ready." Li Banfeng smiled indifferently and put his head into the trumpet.

Half an hour later, Li Banfeng's face turned red, wiped off a sweat, sat next to the record player, and listened to his wife singing "Song of the Four Seasons".

“Spring arrives and the windows are full of green,

The big girl embroidered mandarin ducks under the window,

The deep mansion has a beautiful scenery,

The husband sings with the love of his wife!”

The house has been repaired for the fifth floor!

Li Banfeng laughed loudly.

He went to the fifth room first, and at the end of the room, he found the entrance to the sixth room.

Hiss ~

The red lotus sounded and sent blessings to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng smiled and moved Honglian to the sixth room.

Honglian felt that she would never be able to go to the main room in her life.

I'm afraid I can't even go back to my second room.

When he returned to the main room, Li Banfeng asked his wife: "The skill of the deep courtyard is to bring my wife's strength outside the house. I wonder what kind of strength my wife asked me to bring out?"

Hissing ~

The record player sang slowly and said, "Baby, your cultivation has just reached the fifth level, and among the general sentient beings, you are already at the top of the top,

But it wasn't the little slave who boasted that my husband couldn't use the many methods of the little slave yet.

The practice should be progressive step by step. The little slave will teach you to sing first. This is the little slave’s ability.”

Li Banfeng knew that his wife's singing was very powerful and could learn this method, so he would not have to push the windmill record player around in the future.

"My wife, just learn that song "Fake aphorism". I like that song."

The stewards are taught one by one, and Li Banfeng is singing one by one.

After singing for half an hour, the lady's breathing was a little rapid.

Huh~sheep~

"My husband, don't sing for now, I feel heartbroken."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Madam, do you think my husband is not singing well?"

"My husband sang very well, it was this song..." The record player answered very reluctantly, "This is not my husband's fault, maybe the song "Fake Serious" is not suitable for me."

Li Banfeng stood up and said, "Just singing is really not suitable for me. I can still dance. I will dance a song for my wife to see..."

Seeing Li Banfeng dancing, the wife was in a bad condition: "Don't dance, my husband put down the feather duster first...

The little slave looked at her husband and felt pain in her heart. Her husband changed his songs again. This song is indeed not suitable for men.

The five-level skills, my husband has mastered the key points. When he uses his skills, he must think of Xiaonu’s singing style in his heart.

As long as my husband thinks right, he will naturally be able to sing right."

"If you think right, you can sing right..." Li Banfeng seemed to have some idea, picked up a feather duster and said, "My wife, I will dance with you, sing again. If there is something wrong, I will just point it out."

"Don't worry, another day, my husband will change his day..."

...

The next day, Li Banfeng walked out and stayed in the fort and suddenly realized that the fort was particularly deserted today.

Wu Yongchao came to Li Banfeng and approached: "Master, the seller of goods today did not come, and none of them came."

Li Banfeng asked: "Did they scare them because of the war these two days?"

Wu Yongchao said: "Yesterday I went to the market to buy food and drinks and prepare for a celebration banquet. I told the vendors that the matter was over and they promised to come here to do business today."

Li Banfeng stood in front of the iron gate, looking at the empty road ahead, and seemed to smell a familiar smell.

This smell had been smelled in front of Yu Nan's cloth shop door.

"Tell the people in the fort to keep their guard up and don't go out easily these two days."

Wu Yongchao asked: "Is the door closed?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "You can't close the door. If you close the door, it will be difficult to open it. Please ask a few four-story houses to come and have fun with these birds."

PS: In fact, the singing of the Banfeng is not bad, but the singing is too enchanting.

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Chapter completed!