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Suddenly, I heard a sinister voice behind me.
"Hehe, sister, can you show me?"
Tong Lao took the scroll and opened the scroll. When he saw the beauties in the palace dress in the picture, his face suddenly changed color and cursed.
"He...why did he draw this slut! He... When he was dying, he still missed this slut and drew her so beautifully!"
In an instant, he looked angry and jealous, threw the picture to the ground, and stepped on it.
Zhou Xuan said.
"Master, it's not like this."
Reach out and grab it.
The boy said angrily.
"What a pity?"
Zhou Xuan said.
"No matter who is painting it, this is a relic left by the master. It would be a pity if it was broken."
The boy said angrily.
"Hmph, Wuyazi's dead ghost was ignorant and thought that this slut still looks like this after decades! Ah, even then, how could she look so beautiful?"
The more I talked, the more angry I became, and I reached out to grab the painting and tear it apart.
Zhou Xuan put the picture in his arms.
The Tong Lao could not grab the hand and was panting and cursing.
"A little thief with no conscience, a shameless slut!"
She recognized the person inside as Li Qiushui.
Zhou Xuan said.
"Master, don't be excited, take a closer look."
Tong Lao said.
"Okay! Take that picture and let me tear it apart with my own hands. I have no worries anymore, so I will take a closer look."
Zhou Xuan took the picture over.
"Master, don't joke. Take a closer look, you really admit that you are wrong."
Grandma Tong reached out to grab it, and when she saw the sunlight, she couldn't help but say "Huh", and a look of surprise and joy appeared on her face. After looking at it again, she suddenly laughed and shouted.
"Not her, not her, not her! Haha, haha, haha!"
Amid the laughter, two lines of tears rolled down from their cheeks.
Suddenly, I heard a sinister voice behind me.
"Hehe, sister, can you show me?"
Tong Lao took the scroll and opened the scroll. When he saw the beauties in the palace dress in the picture, his face suddenly changed color and cursed.
"He...why did he draw this slut! He... When he was dying, he still missed this slut and drew her so beautifully!"
In an instant, he looked angry and jealous, threw the picture to the ground, and stepped on it.
Zhou Xuan said.
"Master, it's not like this."
Reach out and grab it.
The boy said angrily.
"What a pity?"
Zhou Xuan said.
"No matter who is painting it, this is a relic left by the master. It would be a pity if it was broken."
The boy said angrily.
"Hmph, Wuyazi's dead ghost was ignorant and thought that this slut still looks like this after decades! Ah, even then, how could she look so beautiful?"
The more I talked, the more angry I became, and I reached out to grab the painting and tear it apart.
Zhou Xuan put the picture in his arms.
The Tong Lao could not grab the hand and was panting and cursing.
"A little thief with no conscience, a shameless slut!"
She recognized the person inside as Li Qiushui.
Zhou Xuan said.
"Master, don't be excited, take a closer look."
Tong Lao said.
"Okay! Take that picture and let me tear it apart with my own hands. I have no worries anymore, so I will take a closer look."
Zhou Xuan took the picture over.
"Master, don't joke. Take a closer look, you really admit that you are wrong."
Grandma Tong reached out to grab it, and when she saw the sunlight, she couldn't help but say "Huh", and a look of surprise and joy appeared on her face. After looking at it again, she suddenly laughed and shouted.
"Not her, not her, not her! Haha, haha, haha!"
Amid the laughter, two lines of tears rolled down from their cheeks.
Suddenly, I heard a sinister voice behind me.
Chapter completed!