So Guan Yu persuaded him, "Golden Flower, all right, stop playing and help him quickly."

"Well, you all begged for him, so let him go this time, huh-huh." Golden Flower then did not know what to get. It was like a small pocket. It patted him twice before, and immediately he did not feel itchy. He just spent too much energy. He looked like he was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, and he scratched himself and bled himself all over.

Ah Cai lay on the ground panting, barely turning his head, looking at Guan Yu with gratitude. Originally, Ah Cai's resistance to physical trauma has been excellent.

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