The First Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty-Two Chapters Re-Measure the Good and the Bad

Miao Tianxiang and Miao Tianxiong had the same idea, to catch the people who could prepare the antidote, she could have many people, but if she didn't believe she couldn't catch the two of them.

Li Wuming hurriedly said: "Elder sister keeps Wandu Cave in the deep mountains all the year round, it is difficult to catch, but my little junior brother who is sick can try it, and I can help you lead him out."

Seeing a doctor early on was not pleasing to the eye, so I just took the opportunity to get rid of this bastard.

Ye Qingqing frowned and said, "What if we are caught and refuse to dispense the medicine, we can't afford it if time doesn't wait for anyone."

"If you don't want to be worthy, force him to match!" Miao Tianxiong's expression was ruthless and murderous.

Ye Qingqing shook her head, "You can't put all your hopes on Huaxiaolou. I know a master drug maker. He and Yin Yu are deadly enemies. Maybe he has a way to detoxify."

Li Wuming nodded happily, "Yes, yes, that Zhu Zhu is very powerful, maybe he can dispense an antidote."

By the way, I detoxified the fatal poison on him, and I am worried every day, life is really difficult!

Ye Qingqing saw his careful thoughts at a glance, and secretly laughed. Now she has completely believed that Li Wuming is a friend rather than an enemy. Of course, she will not watch this guy die, and will definitely persuade Zhu Zi to detoxify Li Wuming.

Although this amusing ability is mediocre, but familiarity with the situation on Yin Yu's side can still help a lot.

Lu Mo suddenly said, "Aren't you a once-in-a-century feng shui genius? Let Mrs. Miao test the good and the bad!"

Miao Tianxiong's eyes lit up, he grabbed Li Wuming and shouted, "Test!"

Li Wuming complained incessantly. His half-hearted skill was sometimes ineffective. If he couldn't measure it, would the dominatrix also cut him like a watermelon?

"I'll try...hehe...Actually, I think I'm a mediocre person, in case I'm not allowed to worry about it..."

Li Wuming reduced himself to scum, and asked Miao Tianxiang to write a character. Miao Tianxiang drew a few words, it was the character 'yan', which was the name of Li Wuming's grandfather. Scalp Analysis.

"Yan, Congyu, Huoji, excellent, Mrs. Miao will be able to turn bad luck into good luck this time, and be a false alarm."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Miao Tianxiong shouted.

Li Wuming shivered, cold sweat pouring down his back, and he racked his brains to say a few more words, "Yan is a beautiful jade, this is a great blessing, but Madam, what you wrote about Yan is crooked, it is still a typo, and the fire is too much. A horizontal, at first glance, it is extinct, which is a great omen."

Miao Tianxiang's expression turned cold, and she looked at this ignorant guy with embarrassment. Her education level was not high, and she didn't want to study. She only knew a few characters, so she had not been able to practice her skills well, and the characters she wrote were really not very good. Elegant, but typos are impossible.

"You can't be blind, what a typo." Miao Tianxiang scolded.

Everyone looked at the word Yan on the paper, and it was really crooked, and they didn't know if Miao Tianxiang's hands were shaking.

Miao Tianxiang also saw it, her face darkened, and the air became heavy.

Li Wuming hurriedly said: "Don't worry, this horizontal is shallow and short, and it is difficult to become a big climate. Madam, your life is very prosperous. Sooner or later, this bad luck will be resolved, and the death will be auspicious."

Miao Tianxiang's expression softened, "Are you accurate?"

"You are not allowed to chop my head off!"

Li Wuming swears that his genius is really not a blow. In fact, he can't measure words at all, and he can't divination, but he has awakened the blood, but the blood sometimes disappears, and when he is spiritual, he can't measure anything. question.

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