The surging grievances made Asher Blake a little at a loss. As expected, people will become weak when the master is around, which is not good. He rolled out of the master's arms, opened the medicine box, took out a bottle of medicine, and applied it on the poor finger that had been bitten three times. "Levi Stone's illness has returned again because of the evil spirit from the swallowed hook."
"What did I say? Don't use that knife. That knife is unlucky," Zhuge Liang said after Zhu Xing's divorce. "Didn't you go to various places to pay tribute? First, go to the Southern Region to bring the sword and the Horcrux. Everybody comes."
When he goes to inspect the annual tribute, he is trying to find faults and reduce the fiefdom. How can there be any reason to go to his own house first? Asher Blake rolled his eyes, "If my uncle knew, he would definitely beat you up."
"Just beat him, am I afraid of him?" Zhu Xingli snorted, picking up the ancient book that was thrown out by his apprentice and shaking it, "This book does contain some interesting things, which can cure Levi Stone's soul." It will work too. It might be faster if I teach him to leave his body some other time."
"Don't practice this anymore!" Asher Blake pinched the book.
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