Cheng's mouth twitched.The fat shopkeeper glanced at Lu Cheng and slowly shook his head. "Hong'er, bring the guest a cup of tea and let him think about it again~""I don't drink! Are you selling or not..."Confucius said: When gold and wood are attacked, things take on their forms. In the world there is no tool for profit, just as Bian and An skillfully employ their craft"e corpses nearby exploded, blasting dozens of werewolves climbing the wall away and sending them tumbling down.The magistrate and Wang Lao Liu stared blankly.A Han army "corpse" suddenly sat up, cover...