Rebirth of the strongest Immortal Venerable - Chapter 431

Chapter 431 It’s Just Rubbish!

When Lai Bancheng came to Heizhaba’s room, a gust of gloomy wind rushed over his face. Seeing the layout of the room, he couldn’t help but shudder, his back was chilly, and his back felt a shaggy hair.

He didn’t dare to hesitate, and carefully took out a petal, which was a piece of the soul-burial flower.

Lai Bancheng stared affectionately at the Soul Burial Flower, calling out Xiao Hong’s name from the bottom of his heart. With a flash of light, a woman with long hair and loose hair appeared in the air, her face pale as golden paper, without a trace of blood, and her figure became more and more empty. Almost to disperse.

“Hong’er, you–” Lai Bancheng’s expression changed drastically.

“Bancheng——” Xiaohong stared at Lai Bancheng affectionately, floated in front of Lai Bancheng, stretched out his jade hand, holding his fat face, and did not dislike him in the slightest.

“Half city, I’m fine, don’t worry about me!” Xiao Hong said with a smile, but in fact, her condition is not good and she is missing a soul. If she hadn’t met Lin Feng, she would have been wiped out from the world and disappeared completely. .

“Hong’er, it should not be too late. Get a feel for where your other soul is?” Lai Bancheng nodded suspiciously.

“Yeah.” Xiaohong nodded slightly, then closed her eyes and started sensing. Soon, she opened her eyes, shook her head, and said, “The last soul is not here!”

“What? Not here?” Lai Bancheng’s expression changed drastically, and he said nervously, “Hong’er, would you try again?”

Lai Bancheng’s tense palms were sweating, and the absence of a soul meant that he could not enter the reincarnation, reincarnated, and completely disappeared from this world without a trace.

“Yeah!” Xiaohong nodded slightly, felt carefully, and shook his head: “Not here!”

“Mad, the nigger who killed a thousand knives, I fought with him!” Lai Bancheng was anxious to find Hezhaba desperately.

“Half city, don’t be impulsive, everything listens to the celestial master.” Xiao Hong quickly stopped him, looking at Lai Bancheng and said softly: “Half city, even if you can’t find the last soul, the ashes will disappear, but you will be with you in the last days. , I will be content.”

After resolving the misunderstanding, she learned that Lai Bancheng loved herself deeply. Her grievances and hostility disappeared. She was content to see the beloved person fighting for herself.

She knows the power of Hezhaba very well, for fear that Lai Bancheng will do stupid things under the impulse, and not only will not be able to save her, but she will also catch up with herself.

“Yes, let’s go to the boss, the boss must have a way!”

Lai Bancheng calmed down and immediately took out the Soul Burial Flower, Xiao Hong flew in and left Hei Zaba’s room.

In the restaurant, the two bottles of 1982 Feitian Moutai had bottomed out, but they were still not full of fun. They took two more bottles of 98 years, and Lin Feng, Lai Changhe and Hei Zaba drank stubbornly.

Lai Changhe’s three major hobbies, spirits ranked second, very drunk, drank more than a catty, a little fluttering, but not drunk yet.

The most unexpected thing is that the big bald head of Hezhaba also drank more than a catty, but nothing happened.

In the previous life, Lin Feng was drunk when he was drunk, unconscious, and said he poured a glass.

But in this life, it is different. As long as he wants to, let’s not say that four catties of Maotai are not drunk even if it is forty catties. How can one be drunk if one’s luck loses the spirit of alcohol?

Moreover, after learning about the secret method of refining the body with spirits in the Fuyitang last time, wine was a tonic to him. While drinking heavily, he worked secretly to temper his body quietly.

Although the effect of this tempering is minimal, he can feel the changes in his body, making it more pure and flawless.

“Lin Shao, Master Black, don’t let down this good day wine and have another drink!” Lai Changhe raised his glass, his tongue knotted a little.

“Do!”

Hezhaba is also an alcoholic, and when he meets the alcoholic master, he raises his head and drank it.

“Jiu meets a confidant, a thousand cups less, drink!” Lin Feng looked like he was on his head, waved his big hand and raised his glass vigorously, but silently observed the two of them in secret.

Originally, with his abilities, he could not do this at all. He shot directly and took down Lai Changhe and Hei Zaba, forcing them to hand over Xiao Hong’s last soul, but it was very risky.

Because, Hezaba’s thought can make Xiao Hong’s last soul fly into ashes.

If this is the case, he will not be able to fulfill his promise.

Therefore, it must be foolproof.

Therefore, he set up a game, one is to find the last soul of Xiaohong, and the other is to help Lai Bancheng take home the property.

“Why didn’t you guys call me for drinking? It’s so unkind.”

At this time, Lai Bancheng walked in, sat down at the wine table, poured a bowl directly, drank it all, and sighed, “Good wine, really good wine. Second uncle, it’s good to have this. You’re really stingy if you don’t take out the wine. I don’t care. When I leave later, I will pack and take a few bottles!”

“Hey. It’s not a problem, there are too many in the wine cellar? It’s all left by your grandfather’s immortal. I will ask you to carry a box for you when I leave later!” Lai Changhe said drunkly.

“Grandpa left it? How about that box? Our uncles and nephews, two and one are added as five, and one is half, otherwise, I will not leave.” Lai Bancheng said.

“Okay, half is half!” Lai Changhe seemed to drink too much.

“Lin Shao, how is this wine? Not bad, right?” Lai Bancheng winked while looking at Lin Feng.

Boss, the last soul was not found.

“I didn’t find it?” Lin Feng frowned. He had counted everything, but after all, it was a hundred secrets. The last soul was not in Heizaba’s room. Where would it be?

Inadvertently, Lin Feng glanced at Hei Zaba, his eyes fell on the wheel in his hand, and his brows couldn’t help but frown. He Zaba’s wheel never left his hand, even if he drank too much. It should be his most important item. ?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng had a thought in his mind.

Is Xiaohong’s last soul in the wheel?

“Master Black, are you tired when you drink and hold a pile of broken copper and rotten iron? Quickly, leave it aside, let’s have a good drink today, don’t get drunk or return!” Lin Feng pretended to be drunk and said with a look of disdain.

“—” Hearing this, Heizaba’s drunken eyes flashed with a hint of caution, and he seemed to be a little awake. He cast a gloomy look at Lin Feng, saw Lin Feng’s drunk eyes blurred, slightly relaxed his vigilance, and thought of what Lin Feng said. , Suddenly became angry, and my heart said, you are a mortal layman with naked eyes, you dare to say that my treasure wheel is broken copper and broken iron?

Hezaba’s drink was also a little overwhelming, and he was suddenly unhappy.

“Hehe, Lin Shao doesn’t know anything about it. This is the wheel of demonic reduction. Although the appearance is broken, it is an extremely rare dilute treasure. It is said to be the relic of a great mage a thousand years ago-just, This thing is useless to ordinary people!”

As he said, Hezhaba showed a hint of pride.

“Haha, it’s just the broken copper and iron, and the devil’s wheel, rare baby? Can’t it be funny?” Lin Feng couldn’t help laughing.

This is not just talking about drinking, to him, this so-called demonic wheel is really rubbish!