"So that's the case, then Mu Hanyan may be fooled, I'm afraid she won't recognize it." Zhou Qi said.
"Don't worry about it. I've been sending people to watch him for the past few days. I heard that the dude ran to the Southern Tobacco Merchant Association if he had nothing to do. He probably has a lot of money. The Southern Tobacco Merchant Association has been in the limelight recently. Even a well-known appraiser like Qu Shanling is recruited by them, and when the time comes to find someone to appraise it, he can't help but believe it." Miss Zhao Si said confidently.
"Will someone identify the authenticity?" Zhou asked with confidence.
"Don't worry, I have heard my uncle appraise the astrology masters of our Anyun country, and I have also heard the name of Qu Shanling. According to my uncle, he is an old magic stick who does not learn countless things, even his hair is full of hair. The one who dyed white himself, although he is well-informed and has good eyesight, has no real skills." Zhao Sining said disapprovingly.
"Then I can rest assured." Zhou Qi said.
"Well, let's do it as soon as we are ready. This time, we must make Mu Hanyan stumble." Miss Zhao Si said excitedly.
The thought of Mu Hanyan's bad luck made her blood boil and her whole body became hot. It's a pity that there are outsiders present, and if she wants to be at home, she can't wait to take off her clothes and cool off. Miss Zhao Si froze suddenly, what kind of weird impulse was this? Could it be that he was really addicted to Guoben who was abused by Mu Hanyan? Nonsence! fart! Absolutely impossible! impossible!
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At dawn, Mu Hanyan took Mu Nan to the Southern Tobacco Chamber of Commerce.
She has already filled in the last page of the Star Fantasy Thousand Chance Art, and the previous hand-jue Qu Shanling has been deduced, and only the last move is needed to complete it.
"Master, good morning." Qu Shanling got up early today and greeted Mu Hanyan sitting on the grand teacher's chair with a big belly.
After vomiting blood for so many days, and eating roast pigs for so many days, not only did he not lose weight, but he also gained a lot of weight.
Qu Shanling was also a little excited, as long as he completed the last beck and call, he would have completely solved the mystery of the Mystery of the Star Illusion, and he would be able to resolve his life and death catastrophe, and he would no longer have to worry about his life.
"Let's start." Mu Hanyan said impatiently.
"Well, wait for me to eat a few more bites." Qu Shanling took out a huge pork leg from his arms, gnawed a few bites and stuffed it into his arms, wiped the oil stains on his hands, and began to practice his hands decision.
Mu Hanyan and Mu Nan both have black threads at the same end. How can they learn to be exactly the same as Wenren Qingqiu with the fault of Qushengu, but others are chicken legs, and you are pig legs. Is it suitable to stuff in your arms? Don't feel too panicked. Besides, seeing how the breasts are stretched so big, is it really appropriate
Qu Shanling fought with his hands, just like before, at the beginning it was smooth and easy, but later it became slower and harder, his face became paler and paler, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Master." The two disciples shouted again, but they were obviously not as panicked as before.
What Mu Hanyan said was right, vomiting blood is not a big deal, and eating pork legs will make up for it. Master's face is full of oil every day, and they are used to buying pork legs every day. Now if they don't see Master vomit a few times, they still feel that something is wrong and wonder if Master has something wrong with his body.
Qu Shanling waved his hand, took out a roasted pork leg and gnawed a few mouthfuls, then continued to fight, then vomited blood, gnawed on the pork leg, fought again, vomited blood, and gnawed again...