The wife consumed Hua Manchun's soul, circled the room a few times, and slowly digested it.
The other family members gathered at the table. The Local Deity of Proper Land might be considered high-quality ingredients, but still lacked something compared to purebred Inner State People. Everyone ate amicably without fighting or grabbing.
Li Banfeng walked to his wife's side and kissed the Big Horn: "Beloved wife, it's time to fulfill the promise I made earlier."
The phonograph feigned ignorance: "What did Little Servant promise husband? To give him a child?"
"Can it really be done?" Li Banfeng groped around the phonograph.
The phonograph laughed until it was out of breath: "Husband, don't mess around. First, tell me how the technique is coming along?"
Li Banfeng straightened his chest and said: "When I use the Shadow Hanging Technique, I can also use the Wind Riding Cloud Driving Skill. Having practiced the techniques to this extent, wife should be satisfied, right?"
