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Su Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, "For me?"

Ying Zhao crossed his arms over his chest and said in a husky voice, "Nonsense."

Su Ning smiled. Ying Zhao gave her all the precious healing medicine that Bing Yi left for him.

She put the bag down and shook her head. "Thank you, Yingzhao."

"But I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself."

Ying Zhao's body was shrunk by the thunder and his abilities were not as strong as before.

These herbs contain spiritual energy, and Ying Zhao can restore his strength by eating them.

For Su Ning, these medicinal herbs are dispensable, she can restore the spiritual power in her body by herself.

Su Ning would neither accept the herbs nor eat them.

Ying Zhao was rejected by Su Ning, and his cheeks puffed with anger. He took a deep breath and then sighed deeply.

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, even if you kill yourself, no one will care.

Ying Zhao said in a very loud voice, "Are you stupid? I'm giving it to you, just eat it, why don't you want it?"

Su Ning said in a calm voice, "Thank you, I don't need it."

"You..." Ying Zhao snorted twice, became so angry that he became withdrawn, squatting in the corner and drawing circles.

Yingzhao's appearance aroused the maternal love of netizens in front of the screen.

[Wow, so kawaii! Even when angry, he's so cute.]

[Xiaoyingzhao, what color sack do you like? The aunties are teaming up to steal you.]

[Xiaoying, come to auntie's arms quickly, auntie will comfort the little baby.]

[Such a cute baby voice. I want it.]

[How did you get a baby like Xiao Yingzhao?]

[Can I give birth to a baby like Xiao Yingzhao? I want to.]

[Master Su's little Yingzhao is the only one. Don't dream. If he gives birth to a troublesome child, he will cry. It's more fun to play with other people's children.]

A forgotten drop in the ocean:...

A drop in the ocean cried pitifully, "Master, please save me."

Su Ning: "I can't save you. The evil god is gone. You should cherish the time you have left."

His time is running out.

Canghaiyisu wanted to continue praying, but when he met Su Ning's calm eyes, he was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

He said weakly, "Thank you, Master."

He took the initiative to withdraw from the live broadcast and began to sort out his property.

Thirty apartments, fifty-seven large flats, twenty-five villas, several luxury cars, several companies, and a bank balance of 1.3 billion.

When he saw these numbers, he fell asleep contentedly holding the property certificate and bank card.

The next morning, local news reported that a wealthy man died of a sudden heart attack at home, and all his inheritance belonged to the state.

I felt like a drop in the ocean, my body was very light, so light that it felt weightless, much like a ghost.

He regained consciousness and realized he was dead.

He died without spending all the money!

The ghost messenger gave Cang Hai Yi Su a slap from behind and said, "Hurry up."

The pain of a drop in the ocean made the soul tremble, and the already empty soul became even more empty.

He had no choice but to move forward. The ghost was whipping him from behind, so he had no choice but to keep moving forward.

As soon as he entered the ghost gate, he saw the scene inside clearly and was so scared that he ran out.

The gates of hell are closed, where can he run to?

The ghost officer crossed his arms and said, "If there is a grievance, avenge it. Just don't kill me."

All the friends and relatives who were deceived by a small amount of money into offering sacrifices all rushed forward.

A drop in the ocean knelt down and begged for mercy, "No, Mom and Dad, brothers and sisters, grandparents, uncles... please spare me, I was forced to do this, I didn't mean to hurt you, it was the evil god who forced me... I had no choice..."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

There were bursts of screams coming from the ghost gate. The sound was so miserable that it was hard to imagine how desperate the people screaming were.

The crowd ignored Canghaiyisu's excuses and pounced on him to bite him. They had a tacit understanding and did not bite his vital parts.

When the ghost came to take Cang Hai Yi Su to the eighteen levels of hell to be punished, Cang Hai Yi Su was no longer in human form.

His arms and legs were eaten by other ghosts, leaving only his torso and head.

He shed tears of regret. If he had not been greedy and desired everything that did not belong to him, he would still be alive and well.

In the end, he was deserted by everyone, left alone, and thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, unable to reincarnate.

**

Su Ning started the second connection tonight. The one who grabbed the lucky bag was Bu Sanshuang, a 20-year-old girl. There was a blackboard behind her and a fan above her head. It seemed that she was in the classroom.

As soon as Bu San Shuang connected, countless heads appeared on her left and right hands and above her head.

"Wow, Master is so beautiful."

"When you compliment someone, you only know how to praise their beauty. Do you have any culture? It's like a stunning silhouette under the moon, a fairy in a painting."

"Yes, yes, you are educated and you are amazing, but you are still scared to the point of peeing your pants."

"Finally got the master's lucky bag. The class monitor is so lucky."

"I knew the squad leader would definitely get the lucky bag. We had such a horrible experience last night. We must be the Master's destined ones."

"Don't mention last night. It scares me just thinking about it."

"Now you're scared. I told you not to commit suicide, but you refused to believe me."

"Alright, alright, we already know we were wrong. Now the most urgent thing is to ask the master for help!"

Netizens guessed a thing or two from the classmates' conversation.

[Blind guess, they brought this upon themselves. They encountered a problem they couldn't solve, and now they're asking the Master for help.]

[You won't die if you don't do it, you're asking for death. Don't grab the lucky bags and take up our spots.]

[No, what did you do to seek death? Don't be silent, tell me.]

Bushan Shuang was getting a headache from the noise around her. She said, "Shut up, everyone! Stop talking! How can I explain the whole thing to the Master if you keep talking here?"

The area around her suddenly became quiet, and everyone shut up, waiting for Bushanshuang to speak.

Bushanshuang coughed lightly, her voice gentle and soft, completely different from the way she spoke to her classmates.

"Hello, Master Su. I'm Bu San Shuang. I'm your fan. I've watched every one of your live broadcasts. They're all really exciting."

Su Ning spoke softly and smiled at the girl, "Hello, Bu San Shuang."

Bu San Shuang's face was flushed, "Hello, hello."

The master is so gentle.

Su Ning nodded slightly. "Let me first tell you about your past. You were born into a well-off family with loving parents. You grew up in a happy environment. When you were eight years old, there was a flood. You fell into the river and nearly drowned. It was a passerby who saved you."

"Your academic performance is excellent, always among the top three in the school. Your Palace of Illness is full and tall, and your physical fitness is very good. You rarely get sick, and even if you do, you recover quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes." Bushanshuang nodded continuously, her eyes full of admiration for Su Ning.

She often watched Master Su's live broadcasts and knew that Master Su's predictions were accurate, so she was mentally prepared.

But when it was her turn, she couldn't help but get excited.

She fell into a river when she was eight years old, and no one knew about it except her family and the kind man who rescued her.

Her voice was filled with excitement. "When I was eight years old, I accidentally fell into the river while playing. An uncle who passed by rescued me. I have only been sick a few times since I was a child."