"Look, his leg is fine."

"No, something must have happened. He still had to be helped to get up. He must have been injured."

"I don't think you should explain too much to him. He looks like a lazy rich man."

"My ancestors were virtuous. If I could eat well and be lazy...ah, I won't say it anymore."

A middle-aged uncle was grabbed by his ears by his wife and ran away. He seemed cruel and cruel, but there was a hint of warmth inside.

Everyone turned their attention to the beaten man, and there were jokes such as the lion's roar from Hedong, raking ears, strict wife control, etc., which made everyone laugh. Only Miss Aling's eyes were full of Lu Xiaoxian.

Smile, ten years are gone. Life is like this, and it is a blessing to be able to laugh with each other.

"Master, do you want to beat him?"

Shi Hu stepped on the Yuan Bao on the ground, carried his heavy sword with both hands on one shoulder, and asked at a loss.

Lu Xiaoxian came back to his senses and said quickly: "If you don't beat me, I won't beat you. They are our own people. They are our God of Wealth."

"We're rich. If you think that fat guy deserves a beating, I'll beat him up."

In fact, Shi Hu was shocked by the fat man's weight just now. It was so powerful that he really wanted to compete with the fat man again.

"I'm confused. You can't beat the God of Wealth even if you have money."

Lu Xiaoxian also explained to him.

"Master, beat him."

Shi Hu clenched his sword tightly, already hungry and thirsty.

"Nonsense, it's because the meat doesn't taste good or the wine doesn't taste good. I have to fight with the God of Wealth."

Lu Xiaoxian scolded Shi Hu.

But Shi Hu's hands were itchy, so he slowly said: "Beat him, beat him down, and then get the money."

Lu Xiaoxian slapped his forehead and said casually: "What a brain of mine!"

"Lu Xiaoxian, where did you get such a living treasure?"

Fatty and them all came over.

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Lu Xiaoxian didn't care what the fat man asked. Anyway, he knew that the world was big and eating was the biggest thing.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't want to answer. Lu Xiaoxian could only look at Aling. Aling shook his head, and Lu Xiaoxian immediately said: "Let's go, let's go cook first."

As he spoke, he became energetic. He looked at Chen Daoxuan carefully, and then said: "I'd better change my clothes. It looks pleasing to the eye, but why do you choose white?"

Although Lu Xiaoxian was a little curious, he still looked like Dou Xiaodou beside him.

"Ouch, I didn't realize it, you stinky beggar is still a little beauty. People rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold. It's really good."

Seeing that Lu Xiaoxian kept talking and dared to laugh at herself, Dou Xiaodou drew out the sword from her waist and pointed it at Lu Xiaoxian's face. She wanted to teach this brat who didn't hold back his words a lesson.

Lu Xiaoxian quickly dodged, grabbed the soft sword in her hand with both hands, and said: "Oh, you still have a bad temper, be careful you won't get married in the future."

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Chapter completed!