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Ha ha, no money to pinch.
At this moment, Zhou Li suddenly realized that he had not brought any money with him, not a single cent.
Forget it, getting a meal even in a dream.
Zhou Li shook his head, just as he was about to strut away, he suddenly remembered something.
No, wait, I'm dreaming, aren't I supposed to flaunt this?
Suddenly, Zhou Li became excited. He realized he was in his own dream, and with the prowess of his Spirit Technique, let alone some old scholar, even if you brought a Daoist over, I would still...
No, can't fight a Daoist, my conscience wouldn't allow it.
Immediately, Zhou Li waved his sleeve, and Tang Cen, who was secretly observing from the side, left in confusion. At that moment, Zhou Li felt as if he was carrying a heavy mission, as if all the sages from ancient times to the present were placing their hands on his forehead, urging him to go cause some trouble.
Hey hee hee.