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Chapter five hundred and tenth who can resist(2/2)

At the archway across the courtyard, Mr. Liu secretly looked at the surrounding environment, smiling like a thief in his own home while looking at the familiar pills in his hand.
"Wanyan Wanyan, I'll fight for you. See if you still dare to threaten me with a big carrot. There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, so it's time for me to be arrogant!"
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"Senior brother, this is Zongling. It's not good to be so blatant."
"Besides, in the business of stealing corpses, if the founder of the Three Qing Dynasties is still alive, he will probably strike us with lightning. What's more, it's the corpse of the mother of a country. This is a capital crime."
"Oh, poor monk... Bah... I don't even want to do this. Who knows what this bad old man Liu Zhi'an means? Who asked others to offer a high price? Alas, it's mainly his son and us
Brother, I can't afford to offend you, so why not just be a favor?"
"You are over a hundred years old, is it appropriate to call someone a bad old man?"
"Why is it inappropriate? Pindao's immortal energy is floating around, just like a banished immortal coming to the world. Look at Pindao's skin, which is smoother and tender than that of a twenty-eight-year-old nun. It's not natural to call him Liu Zhi'an, an old man."
Of?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"
"It's... really a steal?"
"One hundred thousand taels of snowflakes and silver, who can resist this kind of temptation? If you are a poor Taoist, you can't do it. Can you? You are a poor Taoist!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord."
"It's just a hundred thousand taels of snowflakes and silver...that's all..."
"Then do it!"
Chapter completed!
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