Chapter 201

In the face of Qin'an's nonsense, he doesn't believe it!

Four or five hundred dollars a day? Lie to the ghost!

"Boss Qin, it's not good for you to boast like this?" master Huang doesn't plan to give up and is a little ahead.

I'm here to make fun of others. I can't be hated by others.

"Brag?" Qin An smiled faintly, thinking that when the labor and capital received those people from the Ming Tian sect and the Tian Huang sect, I'm afraid you still stayed at home to make iron!

"Compared with such nonsense, I'm afraid not only me, but few people in the street will believe it? For example, look, there is no clear price for your things." master Huang pointed to the carvings, calligraphy and paintings in Qin'an.

Naturally, he can't see the wonder with his strength. Only martial arts practitioners can reluctantly understand some of the profound meanings.

"Who called me?" tianyouzi suddenly rushed out and appeared next to Qin'an and master Huang.

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There was silence, Qin'an's eyebrows were slightly picked, and master Huang twisted his head rigidly.

"Lying in the trough, ghost!" master Huang sat empty and fell to the ground with his feet facing the sky.

Then a carp straightened up and looked at tianyouzi in horror.

"You, who are you? Isn't there only one person here?" master Huang remembered that Qin'an was not alone here. Where did this thing come from?

And at a glance, how strange is this man? What material can this dress achieve this flickering effect? Is it a new fashion trend?

"Me? I'm a ghost. Who was going to lie to me just now?" tianyouzi was stunned. Just now he was brushing the toilet. He came out immediately when he heard someone talking about ghosts.

"What, ghost?" master Huang rubbed his ears, as if he heard something fantastic.

It is well known that Qin'an suppressed a ghost here, but now this person says he is a ghost. Is it... The one who suppressed it?

But how is this possible! Didn't you say that the ghost here in Qin'an was a strong man entangled with Hong Jiang before? How can I work for Qin'an here?

"Boss Qin, this joke is a little big." master Huang realized that he was a little impolite and said grimly.

Qin An is really speechless. You want to know what I told you. Now tianyouzi comes out, do you still say that people are fake ghosts and don't want face?

At the same time, in order to prove that he was a real ghost, tianyouzi moved his skull down with his bare hands and bent slightly: "Sir, I am indeed the ghost of the real ghost family. Please don't insult others' gender, thank you!"

I'm kidding. This man said that everything else was OK. For him, he could bear everything, that is, someone questioned his identity, so he couldn't bear it!

He is a serious ghost. No one can insult him except Qin An.

"What? You... You really?" master Huang's hands trembled a little. Isn't it said that the evil soul who will die with Hong is very cruel?

But why does this look a little different right now?

He swallowed his saliva and said in a voice, "excuse me, boss Qin!"

As soon as he hugged his fist, he got up and was ready to leave. He really couldn't play any more.

A rumored evil soul is staring at you and dares to tease Qin'an?

He wants to cry now. If he was a former martial artist, he would not be afraid of the ghost, but he is not now!

Now he is just a blacksmith who has the residual Qi in the past and hangs in the border of Tiandan. He will naturally be afraid of such a ghost.

"Qin, boss Qin, excuse me!" master Huang turned and was about to leave, but he turned and saw two green haired guys standing at the door.

The other party was also slightly stunned. They were the poison nine Yin and the poison stabbing king, because other people were not used to dyeing their hair green!

"Is this the friend of boss Qin you said?" asked the poison stabbing king.

"You are so quiet!" poison nine Yin, as a martial artist in the imperial realm who is stronger than his stabbing poison king, is scared to death at this time.

"Master Huang, go slowly!" Qin An smiled and waved his hand. Master Huang almost fell on his back.

Today, I really hit a wall everywhere. I wanted to play with Qin An. After all, he is a young man.

But I didn't expect that the young man was so cruel that there was a ghost at home?

No wonder he lived safely before. There was nothing wrong with him. I don't know how to buy off the ghost?

It must be. There is no other possibility except this way. It's true that money can make the devil push the mill!

Master Huang smiled bitterly and was extremely depressed. It seems that Qin An is not a simple character. It's better to offend less in the future.

"Hey? Are you a friend of boss Qin?" asked poison Jiuyin suspiciously, smiling.

The poison stabbing King frowned slightly and thought that he was just a guy whose internal power was wasted. Why did his servant come forward and ask? He didn't move anyway.

"Go away, labor and capital are not his friends!" master Huang roared and pushed him away.

Poison nine Yin staggered for two steps and looked a little stunned.

This man is not Qin An's friend?

"Do you know each other?" poison nine Yin asked.

"I don't know. What disgusting thing is this!" master Huang was in a bad mood. When he just started, his hands were stained with the highly toxic poison hanging from the nine Yin clothes.

Soon, black lines were born on his hands, slowly spreading from his wrists.

"This, this is what disgusting thing!" he roared. He could clearly feel that a great crisis was about to fall on him.

This violent sense of crisis has never appeared. At the moment, he felt a violent crisis inexplicably!

The poison stabbing king on one side is also getting colder and colder. This man has no strength. He has the appearance of venting on whoever he sees. He really... Needs to be beaten!

Poison nine Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, his neck twisted slightly and rattled.

"This is the poison of the western regions. If the infected person can't detoxify it immediately in half an hour, the bones will disappear." the voice of the poison nine Yin sounded without any emotion, like the voice of claiming life from the cold hell, which was extremely cold.

"What... What? Highly toxic?" master Huang was shocked. He just wanted to believe it, but now he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He suddenly had an unbearable pain in his arm and knelt to the ground in an instant.

"Ah, are you insane? Just take the poison with you when you go out?" master Huang wanted to spray blood. Who is this?