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Wayward ancestors 8

Then Tang Wenfeng obediently ate only half of the pill, and put the remaining half back and returned it to Tianmiao.

"You keep it." Tianmiao did not answer.

"Okay." Tang Wenfeng just put away the porcelain bottle, then frowned in confusion, his butt seemed to be no longer hurting?

He tentatively reached out his hand and rubbed his butt gently. Hey? It seems that it doesn't hurt anymore, is that okay?

"Old ancestor, what medicine is this? Is my injury healed after such effect?!" Tang Wenfeng asked in surprise.

"Healing and detoxifying." Tian Miao replied.

"It's so amazing, this medicine is almost instantly effective. Hey? Ah, why did I have a nosebleed? Ah, I, I'm so hot..." Tang Wenfeng was still admiring just now, but his face changed the next moment, and he wiped his nose.

The nosebleeds from one hand, and the limbs and bones began to heat up, and there seemed to be a force rushing around the body.

"Maybe, it shouldn't be half a pill, it should be just a lick." Tianmiao's voice came from the carriage, with a careful tone.

"Old ancestor, I, I'm a little painful now. It seems like a fire is running around in my body." Tang Wenfeng frowned and said with a bitter look on his face.

"Touch your hand." Tianmiao said.

Tang Wenfeng obediently stretched out his hand, and then he felt Tian Miao stretching out his finger and gently pointing it in his palm. Then a cool feeling quickly spread throughout his body. The arrogant power in his body fell silent, but it seemed

Not completely gone.

"I'll suppress you. It will be automatically unlocked in ten years. I hope you have enough internal strength to refine this pill power at that time." Tian Miao said leisurely.

"That is to say, this power will only reappear in ten years. You must have enough internal strength to refine this power." Tang Wenfeng thought, and suddenly said, "What if my internal strength is not enough at that time?"

"Then wait for death, who made you still as weak as you are in ten years?" Tian Miao said coldly.

Tang Wenfeng choked and felt wronged. He always felt that he had been bullied by his ancestors. Suddenly he thought again, was Tang Fengyue's ancestor also bullied by his ancestors like this?

It is very likely! Tang Wenfeng felt balanced when he thought of this.

Wait, these are not the point!

The point is, what magical pills were given by our ancestors? How could he heal my own injuries in an instant, and there was such a powerful medicine that he could not bear even his own strength.

Are the ancestors really gods? The Tang family shamelessly posted them and said that they belonged to their ancestors?

Thinking of this, Tang Wenfeng couldn't help but ask: "Old ancestor, can I ask about the scene when you met Tang Fengyue's ancestor?"

"Isn't there any record in your ancestral hall?" Tian Miao replied.

"But, I went out to practice before I showed it to me. The rule of our Tang family is to wait until we were eighteen years old before we could enter the ancestral hall to watch the notes." Tang Wenfeng explained.

"That's it..." Tian Miao came over and said, "I'll tell you next time. Now, come in and play chess with me."

"Ah? I'll play chess with you, no one will drive the car." Tang Wenfeng was puzzled.

"The carriage can walk by itself. My two horses should be smarter than many people." Tian Miao said lightly.

Um?!!

Then you still let me be a coachman?

No, this is not the point.

The point is, a horse that is smarter than a human? Is this still an ordinary horse? Or are these two snow-white horses not horses at all?


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