The ancestor of the thief cultivator laughed at Qianshou, and was now on Li Zhijuan's sewing machine.

"I really didn't expect that if I hid in such a closed place in the Iron Gate Fort, you could find me?

Li Qi, can you tell me the truth, are you the lord of Iron Gate Fort?"

Li Banfeng did not answer, and he did not even show up.

Ban Fengyi took out a big coin and suddenly hit the sewing machine.

The sewing machine spool turned around and entangled the ocean money. At the same time, a large number of shadows stepped forward and surrounded the sewing machine.

Xiao Qianshou saw some tricks: "First there is the boundary, it should be the closing of the door, and then there are a group of shadows,

This should be a silence,

You had entered your house before, but Li Zhijuan didn't see you. I always thought you were a traveler. Could it be that you were a home cultivator?

But how do you use your bunch of travel cultivation skills? How many magic weapons are hidden in you? Don’t be reluctant to take them out, and show them all for me. My ancestor, I will help you divide the quality, hehehe.”

The steel needles were shuttled back and forth in the room with silk thread, as if they were still searching for Li Banfeng's location.

Li Banfeng responded, "Stop looking for it, old guy, I'm not in this room at all. I'm waiting for you outside the door. Let's come out and fight."

"Out?" A hand stretched out at the cutout of the sewing machine's flywheel, picked up the broken flywheel, and carefully checked it for a while, "Your boundary line of closing the door is so powerful that you can take off my flywheel in a moment. If I go out now, won't I have to lose my skin?"

Li Banfeng advised: "It may not necessarily be skin loss, but bones may also be broken. You can try it out first, and I'll take a closer look for it for you."

The steel needle was wearing silk thread and wandering against the wall, as if he had found Li Banfeng's location from the sentence just now.

Click! Click!

Xiao Qianshou didn't know what method he used to connect the broken flywheel and the broken transmission belt together. The sewing machine resumed operation, and the needle and thread intertwined, trapping all the shadows of Li Banfeng.

Ban Fengyi laughed: "Old thief, when did you become a garment repairman?"

After the words came to the ground, a shadow used the smooth traveling together. He came closer and prepared to break up the sewing machine.

"So many shadows can learn skills. What kind of magic weapon did you use? Take out such a good thing and show me!" The sewing machine suddenly changed its position and went from the center of the living room to the stairs.

Banfeng B opened the way with a broken path, separated a large piece of silk thread, and opened a road. Banfeng B held a sickle,

He rushed to the sewing machine and slashed the thread picking pole with one knife.

Bang!

Mars flew everywhere, and the thread-lifting pole was cut off.

"Laughter, your bones are not hard!" Ban Feng Yi waved his knife and slashed again, and the sickle in his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Little boy, your weapon is pretty good!" The sewing machine disappeared again, and Ban Fengding wanted to chase him.

He was wrapped around his ankle by the thread and fell heavily to the ground.

Ban Fengyi dodged the threads all over the ground and threw the wine gourd to Ban Fengwu: "Burn all the threads, control the fire, don't burn the house."

Just as Ban Fengwu was about to set fire, Jiu Hulu felt that the situation was wrong: "Brother, please keep it safe!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiu Hulu took off his hand, and the sewing machine appeared in the kitchen, holding the Jiu Hulu and smiled, "Don't you want to burn the house? You still feel sorry for Li Zhijuan. This girl looks good, but unfortunately you can't help it!"

He wanted to set fire with the wine gourd, but the wine gourd tightly closed the mouth of the gourd and did not spray wine out.

The sewing machine exclaimed: "Li Qi, your magic weapon is very well trained. It is not enough for me to take ten or a half months.

I guess I won't listen to me."

The wine gourd suddenly turned his head and sprayed flames at the sewing machine: "Old thief, even if you have been in ten or eight years, I will not be at your mercy!"

The fire did not burn the sewing machine, and laughed Chishou said, "Don't worry, you don't have to wait for that long. If you useless things like you, I'll sell them."

The wine gourd disappeared, and I don’t know where Xiao Laozi hid her.

The sewing machine flashed again and appeared in the entrance: "Li Qi, use these shadows to fool your ancestors, you are too arrogant. How many good things do you have? Let these shadows take out all the more I will collect!"

With the talent of home cultivation, Ban Fengchou quietly guarded the entrance hall. He raised the iron ruler and was about to stab the flywheel, but Xiao Lao Pliers disappeared.

After a moment of dazed kung fu, Fan Fengchou felt a sharp pain in his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the iron ruler disappeared.

"Good boy, hide it very deeply!" Xiao Laozi smiled proudly, and his figure disappeared again. A group of shadows searched everywhere, but could not see his trace.

But Tang Dao saw some tricks.

Xiao Laozi smiled proudly. In fact, this time he took action very quickly, revealing some flaws.

The moment he took the iron ruler, he used two silk threads, one blue thread wrapped around the iron ruler, and the other blue thread wrapped around Banfeng's ugly fingers.

The two silk threads tightened almost at the same time, and the fingers of Fanfeng Chou were pulled by the blue thread. It was slightly loosened, and the blue thread immediately took away the iron ruler.

While scanning, Tang Dao did not find the sewing machine, but found the blue and blue lines. The two lines were approaching Fan Feng Yin, trying to steal the blood-bearing pendulum from him.

Tang Dao looked back along the two silk threads, stared at the position where the silk thread disappeared, and slashed with one knife.

Crazy! When!

Tang Dao cut off the pedal connecting rod of the sewing machine.

When the pedal fell to the ground with a sound, the connecting rod was directly run by the gloves. Xiao Lao's pliers couldn't repair it even if they wanted to repair it.

"Monkey, how dare you steal my stuff!" Xiao Lao Zheng was furious when he saw the gloves.

"Old ancestor, I have been with you for so many years, and you haven't given me any good things. Let's just make up for a small gift." While speaking, the gloves stood on Tang Dao's body, his fingers were a little trembling, but his body stood very straight.

The sewing machine kept approaching the gloves. Xiao Qianshou wanted to grab the hand back, but he also wanted to grab Li Qi's magic weapon for cultivation.

It's easy to see, but Xiao Qianshou's situation is a bit difficult.

The pedal cannot move, the sewing machine loses its power source, and when operating the thread, it is obviously not as flexible as before.

Tang Dao has been tracking the sewing machine and has judged the position very accurately every time.

Ban Fengyi figured out the rules and followed Tang Dao with a shadow. He was removed with a screw and a presser foot, which made the sewing machine retreat step by step.

Xiao Laozi felt that this Tang sword was difficult to deal with, but he didn't know that the Tang sword had already cut three times, so he persisted for a while.

It's going to be depressed.

It's ridiculous that the old clamp didn't want to take risks. He didn't continue fighting on the first floor, his figure flashed and went directly to the second floor.

There are two rooms on the second floor, one with some miscellaneous items and the other is Li Zhijuan's bedroom.

The first floor was dark and Li Zhijuan was still asleep in the room, but she didn't wake up, which shows how weak she looked like.

The sewing machine entered Li Zhijuan's bedroom, looked at Li Zhijuan on the bed, and was about to pull out the silk thread, a figure emerged from the portal, and he stepped on Wanchuan and was standing on the sewing machine.

By this step, the main shaft end of the sewing machine was broken, the skeleton end was loose, and the machine head was deformed.

Although he was seriously injured, the ridiculous old clamp still smiled: "Li Qi, you are finally willing to show up! Hehehe!"

When he smiled, the shadows in the whole room laughed, and even Li Zhijuan, who was sleeping, smiled in her sleep.

Laughing and practicing skills, and celebrating the whole world.

Ban Fengzi smiled the most fiercely and finally took a breath: "Senior, why are you laughing at?"

The old laughter won’t laugh anymore.

He just laughed out loud, hoping to find an opportunity to attack.

He thought that Li Qi was kicked, and Li Qi must have appeared.

But he couldn't find Li Qi's trace, but only saw Fan Fengzi in front of him, calling him senior politely.

"You took the foot just now?" Xiao Lao Pliers were not so calm.

Banfengzi said, "I just made my feet too heavy, I'm sorry for being rude to me."

He was kicked by the shadow, and he was so fox like this?

Xiao Laozi didn't want to believe it.

In fact, the power of this kick is not that great. Paifengzi is the best at home cultivation, and not many people can learn about travel cultivation skills. It is only barely understandable to break through Wanchuan.

The essence of this kick is to attack him inadvertently. When Fan Fengzi took action, Xiao Laozi did not defend at all and was hit hard.

Although he was very injured, Xiao Lao Pliers could still beat him. He bypassed Pai Fengzi and flashed to Li Zhijuan's side.

The spool swayed, and the silk thread tied Li Zhijuan tightly.

Li Zhijuan felt the pain, but she still couldn't wake up.

Xiao Laozi shouted, "Li Qi, if you don't show up again, I will kill her immediately."

Li Qi did not respond, and Fan Fengzi replied: "Zi said, kill me, just kill me."

The shadows rushed into the second floor and surrounded the sewing machine again.

"You're still showing off your tricks!" The sewing machine flywheel rotated, and the thread retracted the spool from the first floor, interlaced and cut off all the shadows in half.

Ban Fengzi fell to the ground and exclaimed: "Good layout."

Ban Fengyi also secretly praised himself, Xiao Lao Pliers were wiring on the first floor and retracting the wires on the second floor. With one blow, he could cause such accurate damage, and the high-level clothing repairman was just like this.

Shadows praised:

"Old clamp is amazing, I've seen it for a long time today."
To be continued...