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"Hey hey!!" Yang Ge looked at Zhao Qiansun's staggering footsteps, he jumped aside anxiously, raised his hands, and said seriously: "What are you doing! Want to touch porcelain? I didn't touch you! You bad old man, don't try to blackmail me!"

With a frightened expression on his face, he stared at Zhao Qiansun sternly.

Zhao Qiansun didn't really want to touch porcelain, he was staggered and backed away by the strong evil spirit that rushed out of Yang Ge's room.

"Master, master..." Zhao Qiansun staggered back to the table, leaned against the table at least to stabilize his figure.

He let out a long breath, looked at Yang Ge, and said aggrievedly: "Master, this disciple didn't intend to blackmail you, but this disciple was driven into such a state by a wave of evil spirit!"

"Hey, you said it yourself, you fell it yourself!" Yang Ge declared.

"Yes, master, ouch!" Zhao Qiansun was about to stand firm and approach Yang Ge, but when he straightened up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and he leaned heavily on the table and cried out in pain.

"Old Zhao, what kind of operation are you doing?" Yang Ge hesitated, still not daring to approach the Mediterranean Sea.

"Ah, master, disciple, disciple suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, and he couldn't straighten up!" Zhao Qiansun touched his waist with a pained expression, and his facial features were twisted together!
Yang Ge still hesitated, not daring to approach him, but said lightly: "And then?"

Zhao Qiansun's expression became more and more painful, and he stretched out a hand to Yang Ge, and said as if asking for help: "Master, disciple, I have extremely low back pain, I'm afraid I can't bear the evil spirit, and my lifeblood is injured by the evil spirit, disciple, I fear time will come." Not much!"

As he spoke, he began to glib.

Yang Ge listened to his complaints, the more he listened, the more he felt there was something wrong.

This Mediterranean, who usually follows my ass, has been exposed to the evil spirit of the beheading knife, and there is no adverse reaction. Why is there such a big reaction now?

If it's not for Pengci, you can say anything!

"While you're still alive, why don't you continue talking?" Yang Ge folded his hands on his chest, looking at the door, admiring the performance of this Mediterranean goatee.

"Master, this disciple is reluctant to part with Master. In my current situation, I am afraid that only the legendary panacea can save my life!" Zhao Qiansun screamed, and then muttered a few words in a low voice: "For example, Master's previous Liuwei Dihuang Wan ..."

"Cough..." Yang Ge coughed fiercely.

Although he already knew that Zhao Qiansun wanted to touch porcelain, Yang Ge still choked up when meeting him face to face and making the request.

This Mediterranean is so oily!

"Master, you..." Zhao Qiansun waved his hand, signaling Yang Ge to take out Liuwei Dihuang Wan.

Yang Ge felt angry and funny, let out a breath, spread his hands and said, "Old Zhao, it's not that I don't want to save you, it's just that I really don't have Liuwei Dihuang Wan in my hand, but I'll buy you a good one." The money for the coffin will be available at that time, do you think you need it?"

"What!" Zhao Qiansun was shocked, and straightened up on the spot!

But he came to his senses right away, and quickly leaned against the table again, yelling.

He pondered for a while, since there is no Liuwei Dihuang Wan, it would be fine to get some coffin books!
So, he looked eagerly at Yang Ge and said, "Master, then you can discount the money you paid for the coffin to the disciple, and the disciple can buy it by himself, so you don't have to bother the master so much!"

"What!" Yang Ge was shocked when he heard this.

Who the hell is this?

Even the coffin book must be corrupted!
This is amazing, absolutely, as expected of Lao Zhao, who has no lower limit for pit ratios!