After seeing off Li Lizhi and her two women, Li Chengfeng put on the explosion-proof suit again and started the necessary training every day.

The two women joined the team and the protection task on him became heavier, so he had to speed up the weight of the explosion-proof suit.

Walking to the iron rod that had been prepared in the backyard, he grabbed the iron rod and meticulously started pull-ups.

As Li Chengfeng's body moved up and down, sweat fell down his forehead and into the ground below his feet.

Eighty kilograms are not heavy for warriors of his level. Many warriors who practice horizontal kung fu have nearly 100 kilograms of weapons.

But Li Chengfeng didn't use any internal force, and all he could do was rare.

He deliberately tied lead pieces to his legs and calves, kicking his legs forward until he was exhausted, and he did this all day long.

After Li Chengfeng, who had experienced such devil training in one day, took off his explosion-proof suit and lead blocks, his body movements were three points faster.

He had just finished washing and came to the living room to prepare for a good rest, and footsteps sounded again at the royal palace in the town.

"Sister Changle, have you forgotten something again?" Li Chengfeng said without raising his head.

Before, Li Lizhi came to the palace to play mahjong. She was careless and often left jewelry gold and silver, and often folded it back to pick it up.

When the emperor left the door, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Young Master, Meng'er is specially delivering new dishes from the restaurant to you." A delicate voice sounded.

Li Chengfeng looked up and saw Fan Meng walking towards him with wine and food.

He smiled and patted the position beside him: "Come on, sit down and talk. It just so happened that I have something to explain to you."

Fan Meng nodded and walked to the dining table and put down the wine and food in her hand.

"Princess Changle just now came to inform me that the young master would go to Tubo with the delegation."

"Fan Meng doesn't understand any major issues in family and country, but I hope the young master can take care of him!"

Every time Li Chengfeng goes out of Beijing, he is very dangerous. Although Fan Meng doesn't say it, he is very worried.

Li Chengfeng also understood what Fan Meng meant and nodded to show her peace of mind.

Fan Meng didn't say much, and the two of them exchanged cups and exchanged countless charms.

It's already ugly, and it's the hottest time of the day.

I just finished my work from the restaurant and came to the palace in the sun. Now I have drunk some more wine.

The fair and white face, which was red and covered with sweat, was soon covered with sweat. Fan Meng was sweating profusely.

Although she is not a lady from a family, she is a woman after all, so she can only put her hands on her neck and gently fan the air.

Seeing her like this, Li Chengfeng had a head-on mind, and quietly took out a halter fan from behind and handed it out.

"Look at this, this is the magical artifact I specially prepared for you!" Li Chengfeng said with a smile.

Fan Meng was full of doubts. She knew that Li Chengfeng had magical means.

I also know that he can often take out various magical immortal weapons, but I wonder what he is giving to himself now?

"Fan Meng thanked the young master." She took the small box handed over by Li Chengfeng.

"I wonder what kind of magic weapon this is?" Fan Meng continued to ask.

Li Chengfeng smiled without saying a word, without answering, Fan Meng got up and came behind her, turned on the halter fan switch and hung it on her neck.

Turn on the switch, and as the motor rotates, cold water vapor sprays out from the fan air outlet, evaporating like fairy mist.

Fan Meng only felt a chill running straight to her brain along her neck. She felt extremely cool when she was hot and uncomfortable.

"This is my new artifact called the halter fan."

"Although this thing is small, you can carry it with you, and it can also spray out the cold fairy mist to cool off the heat and cool down." Li Chengfeng explained.

Fan Meng looked at the object that looked like a circle hanging around her neck, and then at the cool fairy fog steaming in front of her, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Such a small and exquisite thing can actually fly like a god?

Not only can it cool off like ice, but it can also carry it with you. What an immortal method!

You should know that although ice cubes cool down, the price is rare compared to gold, and it is difficult to save if you want to use it.

Now this thing called a halter fan is so light and small that it can actually have such magical effects. It is really a magical method!

"This thing is so magical, so it's better for the young master to keep it for use. Fan Meng can't stand it!"

Fan Meng took off the halter fan and stood up and wanted to return it to Li Chengfeng.

"Don't worry, I still have it here!"

"You take care of Zuixianlou every day, it's the hot summer, and this thing can cool off and cool down!"

"And, I have a way to make a fortune, you can hear..." Li Chengfeng whispered in Fan Meng's ear.

Fan Meng became more and more frightened when she heard this. How could such a magical weapon be used to do this?

However, she has been doing business for a long time and feels that if she really implements Li Chengfeng's plan, she can make a fortune.

"Such a magical weapon must be extremely precious, so it is better for the Eighth Prince to keep it!" Fan Meng said.

Li Chengfeng shook his head and took out more than a dozen halter-neck fans from behind like a magic trick.

"Don't worry, I have this thing."

"I'm afraid that those young masters and young masters will have no money to use!"

The war is about to go to the next stage. When the cannon fires, he has to make some money.

It wasn't that my father had waved his sword to Hu Shang in order to be able to prepare for the war in order to be able to fill the treasury, so he had to be prepared.

...

In the afternoon of that day, Li Chengfeng and Fan Meng walked out of the palace together, and they all swam across the market with halter fans hanging around their necks.

Pedestrians on the street saw clouds spewing from time to time from time to time on their necks, and thought it was a god coming.

Many people just bowed their heads and even took out incense from their homes to make a wish in the street.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the two of them along the way, and passers-by on the street were talking.

Of course, some people recognized the two.

"Hey, isn't this the boss lady of the Zuixianlou? When will she be in a fog?"

"Yes, I realized after you said that? I just saw that she didn't have this situation yet!"

"That's right? Why do you look like a god in the blink of an eye?"

"Did you find out who the one next to her is? That's the famous eighth prince!"

"So it's His Highness the Eighth Prince. I haven't seen him become a god for a long time?"

"I don't know whether it's a god or a god. I just passed by them, and the fog that blows out is so cool!"

"Didn't you see the magic weapon hanging around someone's neck? The water vapor comes out of it."

"Oh, it's such a hot day, it would be great if I had such a magic weapon."

"You dream, I can't get this kind of magic weapon? I'll stay wherever I cool down!"

Li Chengfeng, who was walking on the street, listened to the discussions of the people around him, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

The more people discuss, the easier his subsequent plans will be, and it is better to make the city full of storms!
Chapter completed!