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A slender woman walked out of the melon.
The blazing flames flickered continuously in the projector lens.
"She had her long hair tied up, with only a few strands hanging loose, swaying back and forth on her slightly thin face in the cold wind.
She is not thin, but angular. From the forehead to the cheekbones, from the cheeks to the jaw, the angles on her face are so distinct!
The long sword-like eyebrows guard the deep eye sockets, the dark pupils clearly reflect my face, and the slightly raised corners of the eyes penetrate my heart.
The straight nose bridge has a heroic spirit that all men envy, and the tightly closed lips are slightly pale, as if the blood color was taken away by the cold wind.
It shouldn't be the cold wind, it's the chill, the chill that comes from her heart. The chill is not only on her lips, the chill fills her strong and beautiful body!
From the tension in her shoulders, to the toughness of her waist, to the tightness below her waist, even though she lacks the roundness and softness that a woman should have, her sharp lines are so moving. She is the embodiment of art!"
The glove slapped the projector.
"Look at what you have accomplished!" Gloves scolded the projector angrily, "When you see a beautiful woman, you say all kinds of nice things, but in your heart you are still thinking about those dirty things!"
The projector shouted hastily: "There is no filth in my heart. My heart is pure for art.
My beautiful girl, please take off your white clothes first, and let’s be honest together…”
Glove knocked the projector over with a slap and said to Li Banfeng: "Boss, the projector is full of hypocrisy and not a single word of truth.
I have to speak honestly. Don’t be fooled by the fact that this woman is beautiful. Does a beautiful woman necessarily have a conscience?
When you meet a woman without conscience, the prettier she is, the more disadvantaged the head of the family will be. I will go and see for the head of the family how much conscience this woman has!"
Just as the glove was about to rush up, Tang Dao took the lead and stopped the glove.
"How dare you make the first move on such a beautiful woman? Do you still have your master in your heart?"
"I look at my conscience..."
"No matter if it's a conscience or a peach, no matter if it's the front door or the back door, they all belong to our master, and after the master, I have to be the next one, so you stand back!"
Gloves said angrily, "You said to go back, so you go back. You think you are a scallion, and you come to teach me a lesson? The boss hasn't said anything yet!"
The glove and the Tang sword started to fight. The Tang sword was particularly strong today, as if it was serious.
"You really want to chop me!" Gloves was angry, "Boss, you chop me with two knives just for such a melon-like person, do you care?"
Gloves looked at Li Banfeng and found that Li Banfeng was eating a cantaloupe.
The cantaloupe was very sweet, but also very astringent. It was so astringent that Li Banfeng broke out in a cold sweat, and his body was filled with the unique fragrance of the cantaloupe.
Li Banfeng looked at the melon version of Hong Ying and nodded, saying, "This time we've grown something useful!"
Gloves swallowed and said, "Will we use it when we get back?"
The projector said excitedly: "I am willing to record this great process!"
Tang Dao said: "I think that we should not let these dirty people watch this kind of thing."
Li Banfeng said, "Let's go!"
Melon Hong Ying smelled the scent of melon on Li Banfeng and followed Li Banfeng into Suishenju. The lid of the old teapot that was brewing tea suddenly flew up and the tea spilled everywhere.
"Old thing, what are you making a fuss about?" Jiuhulu was about to fall asleep when he was woken up by the teapot.
She looked towards the door, stared at Cantaloupe Hongying for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh: "There are such beautiful women in the world."
The pendulum was stunned, Mengde was also stunned, and Qiansi, who was still resting beside the record player, couldn't help but sit up and take a look.
Judge Pen wanted to see it very much, but was too lazy to open his eyes.
Everyone stared for a long time and then turned their attention to Zhen Hongying who was dressing up.
Hong Ying was holding a comb. The hair in her hand had been pulled out by her, but she was still combing it.
The record player asked, "Bitch, don't you want to take a look?"
"I can't see..." Hong Ying lowered her head and asked carefully, "Does she look like me?"
The record player stared at the cantaloupe for a moment: "I don't think so."
From the distant Ninth Room, Honglian's voice came: "I think it's quite similar."
Li Banfeng felt that Honglian seemed to be talking, but he still couldn't hear clearly.
"My husband, this Hong Ying seems to lack some spirituality."
"My lady is right. Without spirituality, it is useless!" Li Banfeng cut his finger, dripped a drop of blood on the melon, and used the technique of hiding a beauty in a golden house.
The greenish white skin looked more rosy, and Hong Ying suddenly had the texture of life.
The projector couldn't help but shout: "Art, this is the art I've been searching for!"
"None of this useless talk!" Gloves spat at the projector and quietly walked around to the melon, thinking about where to start.
He was struggling fiercely in his heart, and at this moment he had some philosophical thoughts.
Peaches are what I love, and conscience is what I also love, but I can't have both. I wish I could grow two hands.
Gloves thought for a moment and decided to start with conscience.
As long as she gets the conscience, Hong Ying will definitely stretch out her hand to cover it, and then pick peaches from behind. Who says you can't have both!
Gloves thought out the plan and just flew in front of Muskmelon Hongying, who glanced at him.
Just with this one glance, the power came instantly, the gloves immediately softened and quickly flew into Li Banfeng's pocket, making him tremble with fear.
The record player praised: "This time it looks like it, it really looks like it!"
Xianggua Hongying took a look at the projector, and the projector immediately adjusted its focus. He temporarily put aside his pursuit of art.
Xianggua Hongying glanced at Tang Dao again. Tang Dao was leaning against the wall. He said calmly, "I am just an ordinary sword."
The record player laughed and said, "Husband, how about seeing it?"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "It looks good!"
"My dear husband, what's the point of just looking at it? Why don't you try it quickly?"
Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "There's no rush."
"My little slave is anxious," the record player said angrily, "My little slave just wants to see if this bitch is any good."
Li Banfeng smiled and said, "It's obvious that it's useful."
"Then please use it as much as you can, husband." As he spoke, the record player teased Zhen Hongying with its steam.
Zhen Hongying was in a complicated mood: "You let Qilang use her?
What about me? Who am I? Zhao Xiaowan, you are torturing me on purpose. "
As she spoke, Hong Ying sobbed twice.
"How do you torture you?" The record player laughed, "I am fulfilling your wish, my husband. If you don't use Yingying, who is so useful now, when are you going to do it?"
Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "There's no rush now. Let's talk about it when we get there."
The lady was puzzled: "Where to?"
"When we get to the land of fallen leaves in autumn, we'll do some big work."
The record player was even more confused: "We're just doing a big thing, so why are we still dividing the places?"
"Share it, I'll depend on her from now on!"
"Just rely on her? What about the little slave..." Upon hearing this, the record player felt a little jealous.
"My lady, you can't do this. You will have to rely on her every day from now on."
"Rely on me every day? Not really, right? My husband dislikes me..." The record player felt that he might have made a wrong decision.
"Of course not," Li Banfeng touched Xianggua Hongying, "I plan to build a station on the land of Qiuluoye. Look at the girl's physique, she must be a good soil carrier!"
Suishen Curie suddenly became quiet.
Zhen Hongying asked softly, "You mean picking up soil? Is that appropriate?"
"Is it inappropriate?" Li Banfeng looked at Xianggua Hongying again, and seemed to understand something. "It's really a waste of talent to just carry soil. Digging a hole shouldn't be a problem either.
Yingying, spill some more blood and make a few more melons, we need more people now!"
Hong Ying bumped her head against the record player: "Xiao Wan, please eat my soul. I won't live anymore! I can't live anymore!"
The record player said in a panic, "Stop making a fuss. If you have something to say, just speak slowly!"
Bang! Bang!
Hong Ying kept hitting the record player: "Eat me, eat me now, or I will kill this madman!"
The record player exclaimed repeatedly: "Bitch, don't hit me with the gun head, you've damaged my front cabinet!"
Everyone stepped forward to dissuade Hong Ying, but she was so strong that no one could stop her.
The room was in chaos. Suishenju laughed out loud, "Hahahahaha, Ah Qi, I was right about you. Repairing the train station is the serious business!"
"It's a serious matter!" Li Banfeng didn't understand what they were fussing about. "Why are you all so crazy?"
After leaving Suishenju, Li Banfeng immediately set off and rushed to the area where Qiu Luoye was.
The total number of plots of land that have been cleared in the area of Autumn Leaves exceeds three thousand.
Looking at the continuous sky light, Autumn Leaf couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth.
A ball of will-o'-the-wisp flew in front of him, and Shui Yongquan said hurriedly: "Qiu Daxiang, something is going to happen."
"Don't scare me!" Qiu Luoye waved his hand, "I'm busy now, I don't have time to deal with you!"
"I'm not trying to scare you. I received news that someone from Neizhou is coming here just for your matter!"
"Where did you get the news? Are you still in contact with Neizhou?" Qiu Luoye glared, "Shui Yongquan, are you jealous of my booming business and deliberately pouring cold water on me?"
Shui Yongquan sighed and said, "Believe it or not, I haven't told Lao Qi about this yet. You'd better tell him yourself.
Qiu Daxiang, you guys are playing too crazy. Neizhou already knows about it. What's the point of you being so anxious to open up the land?
If you want to turn it into a legitimate place, you need 10,000 people to live on this land permanently. Where are you going to get these 10,000 people?
You've taken such a big risk for something that has no consequences, stop it now, or you won't even have time to cry!"
The water spring is gone.
The autumn leaves fell into silence.
Li Banfeng came to Qiu Luoye's territory and saw Qiu Luoye was in a daze. He stepped forward and asked, "Brother Qiu, what happened?"
"Lao Shui told me that Neizhou has set its sights on me because of the land reclamation."
Li Banfeng was shocked. Shui Yongquan would not say anything nonsense about this matter. He did not expect Neizhou to find out so quickly.
"What are you going to do?"
Qiu Luoye sighed, "What Lao Shui said makes sense. Even if all the land is opened up, it won't become a proper place without 10,000 people living here permanently."
Li Banfeng looked at Qiu Luoye and said, "Do you also want to slow down the land reclamation?"
"Seventh Brother, this is what I think..." Qiu Luoye looked up at the sky, looking at the continuous sky light, and was silent for a long time. He stood up and shook off the dead branches and leaves on his body, "Can you go faster?"
Li Banfeng smiled: "Yes, but aren't you afraid?"
Qiu Luoye gritted his teeth and said, "They know about this anyway. If they come, I will fight them. You just need to focus on clearing the wasteland and don't worry about other things.
We can talk about the matter of ten thousand people later. Let’s clear the territory first. As long as you don’t give in, I will fight them to the end!”
(End of this chapter)
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