Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo'-Chapter 656 - 454 What Do You Think He Is Made Of_3
The Old Man was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Hong Ying, get ready for battle."
The Portable Residence had broken the rules!
It seemed Li Banfeng’s situation was extremely dire.
The Phonograph shouted, "Old Man, let me go!"
The Portable Residence said, "You prepare for battle first. Hong Ying will lead the charge."
Hong Ying did not ask further. She quickly put on the armor Tu Yinghong had given her, tied her hair up tight, and tucked it into her Iron Helmet as she stood at the doorway of the Portable Residence.
The Phonograph said, "I’ve made a new Long Spear. Take it with you."
Hong Ying shook her head and said, "I am a Long Spear. Why carry another?"
The Phonograph angrily said, "How dare you disobey military orders? Are you going out to bash your head in? Take the Long Spear with you!"
「...」
Li Banfeng repelled a barrage of text, stumbled, and was about to fall when he felt the phone in his chest vibrating.
He wanted to answer it, but it seemed there was no chance.
He Caiyuan shouted from outside the forest, "Rogue, aren’t you leaving? What more do you want to do? What do you think you are?"
"You dog-fed slave," Li Banfeng wiped the fresh blood from his face and smiled, "what are you then?"
"Li Qi?" Chu Shaoqiang recognized Li Banfeng’s voice.
He Caiyuan laughed and said, "So you’re Li Qi. You deserve to die. The matter with Qiu Luoye must be related to you. Tell me the truth, and I’ll spare your life."
"The truth?" Li Banfeng laughed again. "Call your master here. You, a mere slave, are you worthy to listen?"
Slave.
Those two words were very grating.
He Caiyuan said with a stern face, "Until the day you die, you will never see how ignorant you are. You have no idea what it means to be human, for whom to live, for whom to be loyal. You’ll never know what you are, how insignificant you are! You deserve more than death!"
He Caiyuan wrote the words "deserve more than death" with his fan. These were written, not spoken, nor summoned.
While writing, He Caiyuan’s wrist trembled slightly. These four words contained anger and were infused with He Caiyuan’s superior Technique.
As the four characters entered the forest, the rows of large trees they passed turned instantly to ash.
Chu Shaoqiang then made his move, and two Magical Treasures followed the four characters of "deserve more than death" into the forest.
One Magical Treasure was shackles, to lock up Li Qi if he was alive.
The other Magical Treasure was a wooden box, to directly enshroud him if he was dead.
Li Banfeng sensed the impending danger and prepared to defend with his Traveling Cultivation Technique.
This wave of attacks is clearly different from the previous ones. If I can’t block them, I’ll return to the Portable Residence first and then come back out to fight these two, he thought.
The phone was still vibrating. Li Banfeng had no time to answer.
Only Luo Zhengnan can make the call come through. Whatever the result, it doesn’t matter. Until I’m out of ammunition and provisions, I will delay with all my strength. Under no circumstances can I let the Ink Shop fall into their hands, Li Banfeng resolved.
Inside the Portable Residence, the door opened a crack, and the Portable Residence shouted, "Hong Ying, to battle!"
Hong Ying pushed the door, about to go out, when, CLANG, the door closed again.
Confused, Hong Ying shouted angrily, "Old thing, you pinched my hand! What are you trying to do?"
The Portable Residence said, "I’ve changed my mind!"
"Damn old thing!" Hong Ying cursed. "You go back on your word! What about Qi Lang?"
The Portable Residence said, "Someone is coming."
The Phonograph asked anxiously, "Who’s coming?"
CLATTER, CLATTER, CLATTER, CLATTER!
Four sounds of a rattle rang out.
The four large characters of "deserve more than death" were shattered by the vibration.
The two Magical Treasures disappeared instantly, gone without a trace.
Chu Shaoqiang wanted to flee, but his feet couldn’t move.
He Caiyuan shivered and suddenly heard someone speaking in his ear:
"He’s my Brother. What did you call him?"
He Caiyuan wanted to speak but couldn’t open his mouth.
He wanted to write but couldn’t move his hands.
Once again, the Peddler’s voice came close to his ear: "For whom do you live? To whom are you loyal? Is it this thing?"
BOOM!
A massive toad corpse fell into the garden, landing right in front of He Caiyuan.
