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Xie Qi laughed instead, and walked outside the smiling God of Wealth, Zhang Xukai, and said innocently like a child: "Be obedient, or you will die, and your liver and intestines will be broken and your orifices will bleed."

The smiling God of Wealth shivered suddenly, rolled all over the floor, his face was pale, and he struggled, "Go to your mother's bastard and pretend, bring me the antidote."

"Keep your mouth clean." Xie Qi slowly rubbed the handle of the knife with his index finger, the smile in his eyes subsided a little, "I wanted to relieve your pain, but now I suddenly don't want to."

"You, you, you" the smiling face was full of wealth, and he howled, wanting to cry without tears: "I was so wise that I fell into the hands of a little boy, hateful, too hateful!"

Xie Qi watched with cold eyes.

Zhuang Yin was a little worried, and asked hesitantly, "Will the pain last forever after taking this poison?"

Xie Qi said: "It's nothing, the poison will only occur after seven days, and you won't die in a while."

It's true that he won't die for a while, but it's enough for the smiling God of Wealth to feel his soul go out of his body.

"What happened after we left?" Yan Chengqing seemed to be still immersed in the illusion, with a mushroom head on his head and an inexplicable stupidity, squatting next to the smiling God of Wealth and watching him roll, "Who is this red face?" ?”

He poked the crooked fox mask again, "The mask looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Zhuang Yin replied: "Smiling God of Wealth."

Yan Chengqing was taken aback, "So it's this guy? His face is so rosy, do you want to go to an opera?" Then he kicked the smiling God of Wealth, saw a shoe print on his clothes, and took it back with satisfaction feet, grabbed his collar, and asked: "Did you steal my Uncle Lan's painting?"

The smiling God of Wealth thought half-deadly, Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and any kid would dare to ride on his head.

Unexpectedly, Yan Chengqing made a "tsk", and really straddled the smiling God of Wealth, slapped him with a dozen or so slaps with his right hand, "How does it feel?"

"Okay, great." The smiling God of Wealth vomited blood in his heart and gasped, "It was taken away by Mei Wuzhu."

"Mei Wuzhu?" Yan Chengqing obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm, didn't that guy disappear and come out of the world again?

"He is on this mountain?"

"Yes, here." The smiling God of Wealth nodded.

Yan Chengqing's face immediately turned green.

"Oh, no, he must have gone down the mountain by this time." So the smiling God of Wealth shook his head again.

Yan Chengqing felt relieved, "It's a false alarm, a false alarm, I'm relieved that he's not here." After saying that, he waved his fist to greet the God of Wealth.

The smiling God of Wealth had stars in his eyes, and when he rolled his eyes, he didn't wake up.

Xie Qi smiled and said, "Young Master Yan is really timid."

"Mei Wuzhu, a ruthless character who destroys the family, of course, stay away from him, and only post it if he is mentally ill." Yan Chengqing didn't know that Zhuang Yin was the survivor of the destroyed family.

Zhuang Yin shook his head. He was such a treasure. He couldn't help but light a candle for the God of Wealth in his heart. Then he held up the butterfly again, and finally looked at the Guangmen that was about to disappear. "Let's go, brother is still waiting for me."

The butterfly flew up again, blue and pink all the way.

After half a cup of tea, God of Wealth regained his sanity and gradually regained his clarity. He found himself being carried on his back, rising and falling from time to time, as if he was on a journey, and the severe pain disappeared.

He habitually raised the corner of his mouth, "Hee hee."

Yu Lang lightened his back, and saw a person lightly passing over their heads and landed at the very front.

[The author has something to say: If you don't work overtime at night, you will make more updates. 】