After leaving Paramount, a car was ready in front of the door. Lu Chunying was about to get in the car when she suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Sister Chunying, wait a minute, I have something to give you."

Lu Chunying turned around and saw that it was Lu Yuanju: "Sister Yuanju, what is this?"

Lu Yuanju put her hand into her satchel: "A friend brought back a necklace from another state. It is said that the craftsmanship is quite good. I brought two necklaces in total. I will give you one."

"Really!" Lu Chunying's eyes widened, she looked at Lu Yuanju's satchel, and quietly took out the folding fan from her waist with her right hand.

Lu Yuanju grabbed three bags of medicinal powder, pulled them out suddenly, and threw the powder towards Lu Chunying.

Lu Chunying was already prepared. She tapped her toes and took a few steps back to avoid the powder.

She unfolded the folding fan and waved it back and forth at Lu Yuanju.

All three kinds of medicinal powders floated on Lu Yuanju's face, causing Lu Yuanju to roll on the ground in pain.

Monkey Qiu protected Lu Chunying behind him. Tan Fucheng looked at Lu Yuanju in astonishment and lowered his voice and asked, "What kind of medicine did she spread?"

Monkey Qiu was also shocked: "It seems to be an introductory medicinal powder."

Tan Fucheng didn't understand: "Why is she spreading this?"

Monkey Qiu couldn't understand, Lu Chunying said: "She probably wants me to get a few more medicinal powders on my body, and then wants to kill me."

Tan Fucheng frowned and said, "Whose bad idea was this? She is a newbie, and she wants to throw medicinal powder at the practitioners?

If you really have the ability to sprinkle powdered medicine on others, wouldn't it be better to throw two kilograms of poison?"

Lu Dongtang rushed out and saw his daughter covered in medicine powder, so he quickly ordered someone to call the doctor.

The doctor looked at Lu Yuanju and didn't want to touch her. The medicine powder stuck to his hand and it was very painful.

Lu Chunying asked Tan Fucheng: "Brother Tan, is she practicing three Taoist sects concurrently now?"

Tan Fucheng said with a smile: "Jianxiu is an egg, does she have the foundation? She doesn't even have the foundation of a Taoist sect, so what's the use of powdered medicine?"

Seeing that Lu Yuanju was not struggling much, Lu Chunying asked: "Is she dead?"

Tan Fucheng shook his head: "It's hard to say. The entry-level medicine will hurt the body, but the third-level medicine powder will cause serious injuries.

If she has a level of cultivation, she should be able to get through it, but she has not started yet, and she has applied so much medicinal powder, and she will become a useless person even if she does not die. What do you think she is thinking?"

Lu Dongtang asked people to carry Lu Yuanju away, and Duan Shaoxia came over from Paramount.

"Chunying, the decent thing you did today has made Dong Liang proud." Duan Shaoxia praised Lu Chunying repeatedly, her eyes full of love.

Lu Chunying quickly saluted and said, "Thank you, Madam, for the compliment."

Duan Shaoxia smiled and said: "This child is so sensible, Zhiheng, don't let Chunying live outside, move back home."

Qiu Zhiheng looked at Lu Chunying and said nothing.

Lu Chunying saluted Duan Shaoxia again: "Madam, I am intensifying my practice these days. Please allow me to slow down the moving matter."

Don't say yes, don't say no.

The proportions are just right.

Duan Shaoxia nodded repeatedly, still praising Lu Chunying, and a bloodshot unknowingly burst out in her eyes.

Lu Chunying never raised her head, and she never looked into Duan Shaoxia's eyes.

…

Li Banfeng was sitting in his pocket, not in a good mood.

He and his wife competed for two whole days and never won.

The record player sighed and said: "Mr. Sir, why don't we stop competing? It takes time to polish the skills of being a good person."

Really needs polishing.

The lady's attack methods are all kinds of strange, and there are always things Li Banfeng can't think of.

Finally, once, Li Banfeng had thought everything through, but before he was ready, he was burned all over by a ball of steam from his wife and turned red.

"My lord, if you are facing an enemy, you will have to fight for life or death in a split second. It will take you an hour to prepare. I'm afraid it won't work."

Li Banfeng looked at the record player and smiled.

The record player trembled, thinking that Li Banfeng was about to oil it again.

Li Banfeng didn't put on the engine oil. He wanted to go out for a walk.

After staying at home for two days, I owe a lot to my traveling practice.

Moreover, Li Banfeng also wanted to go out and shoot some material to prepare for the next use of the projector.

The record player broke into a cold sweat, and Hong Ying laughed and said: "I didn't expect this madman to spare you. When I went to bed last night, I still heard him shouting "oil pot, oil pot!"

Li Banfeng went out, stepped out, and suddenly fell into a slippery bottomless abyss.

Smooth...

What is so creamy?

This is... oil?

A large amount of oil keeps pouring into the mouth, nose and eyes.

Did I fall into the oil pan?

Li Banfeng kicked his legs hard and swam upstream from the oil water until he reached the oil surface.

He looked around.

There is land, there is a coastline, and there is an island.

This is not an oil pan, this is a lake, a lake full of oil.

Why am I here?

PS: Is this a misunderstanding?

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Chapter completed!