Li Banfeng stepped on Zhong Desong into the boiling hot water.

The steam was steaming, and Li Banfeng was so hot that he quickly shrank his feet.

There is a two-story residence building and an additional one-story travel building. With Li Banfeng's current level of cultivation, it would be extremely painful even if he was burned, not to mention that Zhong Desong's entire body was soaked in hot water.

Zhong Desong struggled to poke his head, and Li Banfeng took out an iron ruler, stabbed Zhong Desong on the top of his head, and plunged him into the water.

The iron ruler was burned red. Li Banfeng quickly took the iron ruler back and kicked Zhong Desong in the head again.

Zhong Desong swam to the other side of the wall and tried to show his head.

Li Banfeng jumped to the other wall and kicked him in the head again.

Zhong Desong tried to leave the pool of hot tea several times, but Li Banfeng never gave him a chance.

He soaked in hot water for nearly five minutes.

Through hard practice, one can endure pain that ordinary people cannot imagine.

But this pain is unbearable by the second-level ascetic cultivation.

Li Banfeng held the teapot in his hand. He didn't know how to control this magic weapon, so he could only wait slowly.

When the spout stopped spraying water, the pool of tea, which was hotter than molten iron, slowly receded.

Zhong Desong was lying on the ground, all his skin fell off, and all the flesh on his body was cooked, and there was no trace of blood at all.

Li Banfeng sighed softly and taught Zhong Desong: "The right way is to endure hardships within hardships, so that you can endure hardships within hardships.

This hardship is not for nothing, just grit your teeth and persist for a while, and you will see Mrs. Han."

Li Banfeng picked up the teapot and picked up Zhong Desong, preparing to take it home with him and give his wife some boiled meat.

Before opening the doorstep, Li Banfeng suddenly noticed sparks flickering in Zhong Desong's arms.

What is this going to do?

Doesn't he have explosives on him?

Li Banfeng was startled and immediately threw Zhong Desong away.

He had no explosives on him, but two flares.

The two flares were covered with an oil film and did not touch water. Zhong Desong used his last effort to ignite the flares.

In Prozhou, explosives work sometimes and sometimes poorly.

Zhong Desong was lucky this time. One of the two flares actually worked.

Bang! Chili!

The signal bomb flew into the air and exploded into a golden flower.

Li Banfeng rushed forward and dragged Zhong Desong into his home.

Zhong Desong's eyes were burned and he couldn't see anything. He didn't know where he was or what Li Banfeng was going to do to him.

With his almost broken body, he struggled to wrap around Li Banfeng and shouted:

"Little thief, you can't run away, you can't go anywhere,

You thought the incident at the dance hall was over? You thought the incident between Du Hongxi and Zhou Yujuan was over?

Little thief, I sent someone to deliver a message to the helmsman, and the helmsman will be here soon. If you offend Jiang Xianggang, you have already stepped into the underworld with one foot!"

Li Banfeng kicked Zhong Desong away and said to the record player: "Madam, let's have a meal."

Chichi~

The record player sobbed twice: "My lord, my little slave has been hungry for so many days and finally has something to eat. Come on~~"

Li Banfeng scolded: "Don't talk like that in front of outsiders, as if I made you starve!"

A cloud of steam hit, and Zhong Desong's soul was torn apart inch by inch.

Li Banfeng sat by the bed, thinking about Zhong Desong's words.

Zhong Desong said that the leader of Jiang Xiang Gang has been looking for me. Is this true or false?

Li Banfeng believes that this is most likely true.

It only took one day from the time Li Banfeng blew up the Xianle Dance Hall to when Jiang Xianggang gave in and turned to Jia Quansheng as a scapegoat.

Jiang Xianggang's actions were too fast. Even in Yuezhou, it would not be possible to handle similar matters with such high efficiency.

The reason why they calmed things down so quickly is because they wanted to cover up some purpose and target my purpose.

Find me!

They are still looking for me!

This is not over yet!

Li Banfeng touched the creak of the record player: "Madam, are you thinking about your husband right?"

Chi chi chi~

The record player laughed so hard:

"What did your husband say, right?"

"I'm thinking about things outside."

"If you don't go out the door or take a step toward the second door, little slave, how can you know what's going on outside?"

Li Banfeng sat silently on the edge of the bed, suddenly feeling slightly hot in his arms.

He took out the teapot and heard the teapot shouting: "Are you cold or not? Tell me whether you are cold or not."

The teapot was getting hotter and hotter, so Li Banfeng quickly threw it aside.

Chichi~

The record player wrapped the teapot with steam, and the sound in the teapot became smaller and smaller and gradually disappeared.

"Hey, officer, where did this teapot come from?"

Li Banfeng looked at Zhong Desong on the ground: "I took it from him."

"This magic weapon is unusual. It is of a high level and has been spoiled by arrogance. If an official uses it once, he will have to make the official suffer once. If he is not careful, he may even lose his life."

Use it once and you will suffer once.

The cost is also too great.

Thinking again about the ability of this magic weapon, it will create an extremely harsh combat environment, making no difference between its master and the enemy.

Li Banfeng's expectations for the teapot were greatly reduced, and the record player sang slowly: "Husband, this magic weapon is a treasure for self-cultivation, but it is of no great use for home repair. In my opinion, it is better to destroy it just like this."

But."

Ruined?

Li Banfeng shook his head: "What a pity."

The lady is right, this teapot is designed for ascetic cultivators, it will work well in Zhong Desong's hands, but it is of little value to home cultivators.

But fighting in difficult environments is also the specialty of traveling cultivators. As long as you choose the right terrain and have a pool of hot tea, traveling cultivators can even be more advantageous than ascetic cultivators.

The only thing I can't bear is the cost of using this teapot.

Chichi~

"If the official is reluctant to part with it, the slave has two other ways to deal with it.

One is to give it directly to Honglian and ask her to refine it again, but Honglian’s bitch temperament is hard to predict. After refining, it is still not a magic weapon, but it is hard to say. It is also possible to directly turn it into two pills.

The second is to put it away first, and when your husband’s cultivation improves, he may be able to control this thing.”

Li Banfeng thought for a moment: "Then let's leave it alone for now."

"Slave, just listen to your husband."

Just as the record player was about to seal the teapot with steam, Li Banfeng shouted: "Madam, wait a minute, I still need to use this thing."

"When do you want to use it?"

"Right now."

"So urgent?" Chichi~ The record player was a little worried, "Husband, after using it, go home as soon as possible and hand him over to the slave. Don't be too lazy to fight."

Li Banfeng nodded: "How to use this teapot?"

"Rub him over and over until the water in the pot boils, then pour the tea out and use it.

If the official keeps rubbing it, water will keep flowing from the spout, and the tea on the ground will keep gushing out.

Officials must remember that as the water rises higher and higher, officials must not burn themselves.

If the official stops rubbing and waits for five or six minutes, the spout will no longer spray water, and the tea on the ground will dissipate.

After the tea has dissipated, the teapot will ask the official if it is cold. The official must not say it is cold, nor can he delay it. He just needs to go home immediately."

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To be continued...