Seeing everyone looking at him, Priest Wu sat steadily on the head of the bed and suddenly grinned. He inserted his black fingers into his greasy hair and he scratched back and forth. He said, "The Master, I tell you the truth. I have not drunk or eaten anything until this moment. I was tossed up to vomit blood by your fake death medicine before and talked a lot just now. I'm already exhausted. The front chest is attached to the back. Can you go give me something to eat?"
"OK."
Leng Qingtang turned his eyes without warmth ordered guards,
"Go and bring some wine and food."
"Ah, wait!"
Priest Wu waved his hand to stop the guards,
"I don't want the wine. I was almost killed by poisoned wine, and I dare not be greedy anymore. How about..."
The ending sound stretched, and he flashed his
