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Chapter 490 Don't eat the toast, eat fine wine instead

He was covered in mud, his eyes were as cold as iron.

"The great king once said that death is actually the easiest thing in the world. Living is the challenge! If we want to live, we must swallow our anger!!"

He stepped forward and lowered his voice.

"Brothers, it's very simple for us to resist. At worst, we can die. If we end up, what should we do? But what should we do if the great king and the second general?! They are still trapped inside. What would they do if we die? Is it a slap in it or will it be a desperate person.

They fight to the death?!"

His words made everyone's excitement feel lowered.

"But! Are we just waiting to die here like this?!"

"No!" Tieshi looked into the distance: "No! Someone will come to save us, and we will definitely!!"

"Bang!"

A long whip swept over and whipped hard on Tieshi's back, causing his feet to stagger and almost fall.

A loud scolding came from the shore: "You have forgotten what our Captain Bear said just now?! Work! You don't want to eat lunch today, right?!"

Someone wanted to stand out for the iron stone, but he pressed it down with a heavy hand.

"Work!"

"But……"

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge! I wasn't so excited that I was beaten. Why are you doing so unfairly?!"

Tieshi pointed his head and his face became calm, as if the whip was whipping someone else.

“Work!!”

——

In the stone chamber, Ling Bufan sat cross-legged and passed by his mysterious energy, and practiced himself.

In addition to being thinner, he is in good spirits.

And opposite him was a strong man wearing a wide body, black robe and silver armor.

He was obviously a general, but he was like a butcher.

He is Liang Buhuan, the governor of Shuicheng.

This body of fat is definitely comparable to Feng Chenglin's former appearance.

Between them, a sumptuous banquet was placed.

On one side of the wine table, an iron railing blocked the banquet outside Ling Bufan.

Liang Buhuan nibbled at the chicken legs lazily, and took a bite. The chicken entered his mouth, but the whole chicken thigh spit out.

He chewed in big mouthfuls, as if he was savoring the best delicacies.

Ling Bufan on the opposite side seemed to have no feeling, so he just sat cross-legged and remained indifferent.

"Duke of the Great Kingdom, to be honest, I really admire you... For nothing else, I am absolutely convinced by your patience! It's been more than ten days, but you are actually carrying water and rice.

If you don’t eat or drink, you can handle it. I’m afraid you will starve to death..."

He pinched the wine pot, held his head up and poured half of the pot, grabbed a few more pieces of braised beef, threw them all into his mouth, and chewed them very much.

"Taste! Tasty! Grand Duke, if you want to eat, just say it! It doesn't matter, I am a very easy-to-talk person. As long as you promise something small, you will do it! How about it?!"

Liang Buhuan grabbed the chicken legs and shook them in the air, trying to lure Ling Bufan to open his eyes.

But he seemed to have no intuition and remained motionless.

Liang Buhuan's eyes couldn't help but burst into murderous intent: "Old guy, don't toast or not eat or drink! After tonight, it's the fifteen-day deadline I'll give you! If you don't toast or not, we'll just eat or drink instead!

If you don’t agree tomorrow, I will kill one Ling family army a day until you agree!”

Ling Bufan still seemed to have not heard it, and he was running his mysterious energy on his own, which caused Liang Buhuan to scold again.
Chapter completed!
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