When everyone saw that Yun Chujiu had returned safely, they could not help but feel a little hopeful.
She had not been poisoned to death by the poisonous miasma. Did this mean that she had an antidote? Did this mean that they were saved?
“Little Jiu, do you have an antidote?”Lan Demao asked with a slight tremble.
Yun chujiu nodded. “Yes.”
Lan demao almost cried when he heard that!
He hurriedly said, “God bless! God bless!”!
Little ninth girl, since that’s the case, hurry up and distribute the pills to everyone. You’ve made a great contribution this time, uncle will not mistreat you.”
Yun Chujiu took out the pill furnace and said, “Uncle, I only have one antidote. I ate it myself just now. I’ll refine it for you now. Don’t be anxious!”
Lan Demao almost died from anger!
Refine it now?
Was this troublemaker playing with them?
If this antidote pill was really so easy to refine, would there be no sale in the world? Would the mu family be so arrogant?
