"That's not the case." Su Luo waved her hand grandly, "Put on the pen and ink."
After the pen and ink came up, Su Luo hung her wrist in the air, held the pen, and started writing in one go.
Then he threw Mo Ji Cai Gan's prescription to the chief.
Just such a piece of light paper is worth three million green crystals! This green crystal is really profitable.
You know, the entire Li tribe, accumulated over countless generations, only has how many green crystals?
The three million green crystal chieftains were actually very distressed, but there was nothing they could do about it.
The chief was a little unbelievable and asked anxiously: "You haven't felt your pulse yet..."
Su Luo glanced at him with a half-smile: "If you could tell by taking your pulse, Pharmacist Xiahou would have figured it out a long time ago."
Pharmacist Xiahou still refused to accept it, and immediately stared: "Humph! Yellow-haired girl, who knows if your prescription is just a random fabrication. If the medicine is poisoned by the chieftain, you can't afford to pay for it!"
Li Yunxia also jumped up and down: "Yes, yes, this disease cannot be treated randomly. Father, it is better to be cautious."
Seeing another three million green crystals being taken away, Li Yunxia almost passed out from the pain.
Su Luo raised her eyes, glanced at Pharmacist Xiahou, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said only one sentence: "Pharmacist Xiahou tried the medicine on himself back then, and now his sternum always hurts in the cold and heat, and the attacks have become more frequent in recent years, right?
"
Pharmacist Xiahou was stunned.
Before Pharmacist Xiahou came back to his senses, Su Luo glanced at Li Yunxia again, half-smiling but not smiling: "Li Yunxia, there is something wrong in your practice of Zhiyang Kung Fu, but you still continue to practice it regardless. Within half a year, you will definitely die.
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"You!" Li Yunxia suddenly became furious!
Because Su Luo's words really touched his heart.
If you want to inherit the position of clan leader, you must practice Zhiyang Kung Fu. If you cannot learn it, it will prove that you are not recognized by the bloodline of the gods.
Su Luo now pointed out this matter clearly.
The chief was suddenly stunned.
How could Li Yunxia's bloodline be impure? Since he is his son, there is no way the bloodline could be impure!
The chief's face suddenly turned green.
Everyone present looked deeply at Li Yunxia.
Li Yunxia's legs were shaking a little, because impure blood meant that he was not the chief's biological son!
The chief grabbed Li Yunxia and strangled him by the neck.
Li Yunxia's whole body felt bad. His eyes were wide open, the whites of his eyes were rolled up, his face was red, and he was almost suffocating when breathing.
This incident happened so fast that no one could react.
By the time they reacted, they had already seen the chief strangling Li Yunxia's neck.
At this moment, Tantaihai rushed forward and tried his best to restrain his excitement: "Master Chief! If you have something to say, please speak it! Yun Xia will die if you act like this!"
"Father...Dad...what are you going to do..." Li Yunxia's intermittent voice came from the fingers of the chief.
The chieftain snorted coldly, but he was also a little reluctant to step down.
He had done this impulsively in anger just now, but now that he thinks about it, he feels a little regretful.
It is not difficult to test whether Li Yunxia is of his bloodline, but what is difficult is what to do after the test is found...
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Why are you so excited, Lord Chief? Naturally, your family has discussed these matters slowly behind closed doors. It's time for us outsiders to leave."
After Su Luo finished speaking, she was led away by Nangong Liuyun.