In the blink of an eye, there was a sea of ​​fire on the lake, and the boat was on fire.

The things produced by the projector have entities, and entities will be affected by the environment.

The projector tried to recover the boat, but the recovery speed was nowhere near the speed of the fire.

Li Banfeng grabbed Tang Dao and said, "Let's go!"

Tang Dao wanted to fly, but under the blazing flames, the airflow was chaotic and he couldn't fly with Li Banfeng.

A weapon is a weapon, not a means of transportation. When encountering this situation, there is no way to deal with it for a while.

At the critical moment, Li Banfeng could only jump into the lake, hide under the oil surface, and dive to the other side.

There was something huge swimming underneath the oil surface, and Li Banfeng had already seen its outline.

When I was in a dilemma, I suddenly heard the judge's pen say: "It's okay."

What's okay?

The judge's pen means that the distance is not bad.

The whole journey is too long, but the half journey is fine.

He took Li Banfeng and a group of magic weapons and flew to the shore. Once on the shore, Li Banfeng got into the sand and gravel, rolled over, and extinguished the fire on his body first.

When I got up and looked at the Oil Lake again, the fire on the lake was also extinguished.

The mirror-like lake surface occasionally rippled, as if nothing had happened.

Li Banfeng felt that danger was approaching, so he packed up his magic weapon and hurried away.

His hair was burned a lot, and Zhong Pendulum kept comforting Li Banfeng: "Master, don't worry, I will go back and tidy it up for you, and I will make sure it looks better than the original hairstyle."

Li Banfeng didn't care about his hair style and walked faster and faster.

After walking more than two hundred meters, Li Banfeng suddenly slipped and swayed on the spot for a few steps before stopping.

He looked towards the roadside.

A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting on the roadside, looking up at Li Banfeng.

"Are you leaving now?" the man asked with a smile.

Li Banfeng looked at the man's face. He had fairly regular features, his eyes were a little smaller, his eyebrows were a little thicker, his nose bridge was a little short, and his nose was round. He looked like a middle-aged man with a kind appearance.

It's just that his skin is so shiny. It shines brightly in the night light, and oil droplets slowly slide down from his cheeks from time to time.

"You're here, can you talk to me? No one has spoken to me for a long time." The middle-aged man's tone was pleading.

Li Banfeng looked at his feet. There was only sand and no trace of oil.

Why is there no oil mark but my feet are still slippery?

The reasons may be complicated, but there is only one conclusion.

This middle-aged man with a greasy face is far more powerful than Li Banfeng.

Just chat for a few words. Li Banfeng looked at his feet. The middle-aged man smiled and indicated that Li Banfeng could walk.

Li Banfeng sat next to the middle-aged man, handed him a cigarette out of habit, and asked, "Are you the owner of this place?"

"This is indeed my place." The middle-aged man nodded, but confiscated Li Banfeng's cigarette.

Li Banfeng saw that the cigarette was covered with oil stains, so he took it back in embarrassment.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man quickly explained: "It's not that I dislike your cigarettes, it's because I don't want to smoke today. I've been a little angry in the past two days and have a lot of pimples on my face."

Li Banfeng took a look and found that there were indeed many pimples on the middle-aged man's face, especially on his nose. Most of the pimples had white heads, and the juice inside seemed to be about to flow out.

The middle-aged man touched his nose and said with a bitter smile: "These lumps are particularly uncomfortable. They burst when touched and cannot be squeezed out."

Li Banfeng advised: "Don't squeeze it casually. You have to find someone who is familiar with it before you can squeeze it out."

The middle-aged man looked at Li Banfeng seriously: "Which one do you think is more mature?"

Li Banfeng pointed at a pimple and said, "I think this is about the same. You see, the white hair is all black. You can squeeze it out with a little force."

The middle-aged man touched the lump, pinched the base of the lump, and exerted force with his thumb and index finger, and the tip of the lump quickly swelled.

Bang!

The pimple burst, and a ball of grease spurted out and landed next to the pimple.

A pimple burst, why is there such a big movement?

This is not just a pimple.

Li Banfeng looked at the lake. The small island in the center of the lake flew into the air, carrying a large amount of oil, and landed on the shore opposite the oil lake.

The pimple was squeezed out, and there was some blood on the wound.

The originally yellow oil lake turned red.

The middle-aged man looked at Li Banfeng with a sour feeling of comfort and smiled.

He asked Li Banfeng: "Do you know where you are?"

Li Banfeng was dumbfounded for a moment: "I feel like I've been cheated on."

The middle-aged man smiled and touched his nose: "Isn't it true? You came up on your nose!"

PS: A pimple and a lake, how big is this man’s face?
Chapter completed!