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Heir to the Divine in a Strange Realm

Chapter: 212

Passing by a cell door, the unkempt woman inside shouted at the top of her lungs: “Let me see Fu Yin. He is my second uncle. I have a stomachache. If I have a miscarriage, can you afford it? Ah?”

Hearing that the old master stamped his feet, he turned to look at Hu Yuyan.

When Hu Yuyan saw an old and mean face, she cursed without thinking: “Old guy, what are you looking at!”

Wen Laofan’s eyes flashed with a fierce look, “Pei Yan is your second uncle?”

“That’s right, my second uncle is Mr. Fu Yin. Let me out quickly, otherwise, when my husband comes back to talk to my second uncle, you will look good in the future!” The following words were shouted to the government officials again.

“Very good.” Wen Lao Patriarch sneered. The Pei Yan family should also die!

He suddenly moved forward and grabbed Hu Yuyan’s arm.

Hu Yuyan felt pain in her arm, screamed and pulled her hand back, only to see a few blood marks on the back of her hand. She cursed angrily, “You old fool, are you crazy? Catch him quickly!” Catch him!”

Patriarch Wen Lao glanced at Hu Yuyan with a sinister expression. The latter was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He stepped back a few steps and then looked up to find that Patriarch Wen Lao had already walked away.

Hu Yuyan cursed a few more times in a low voice with dissatisfaction, and wiped the scars on her hands with her sleeves.

Although the skin was only slightly broken, there was an inexplicable itching, as if something had crawled in.

Hu Yuyan was frightened by this guess. She put her hands in front of her eyes and looked at them carefully. She breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

Wen family ancestral hall.

Led by the head of the Wen family, all the remaining old, weak, women and children of the Wen family are gathering here.

The women and children looked confused and confused, not knowing what the old master wanted to do.

The head of the old family walked to the memorial tablets of his ancestors with a cane, first burned three sticks of incense, and then lifted the cover of something enshrined on the table.

A statue of a goddess stands on the table.

The curious children behind looked around.

The old man took out a small knife from his sleeve and cut his index finger, and dripped the blood on the statue of the goddess.

After doing this, he turned to the others and ordered, “Come here one by one.”

The old lady first stepped forward and handed her hand to the old master. Her finger was cut and blood fell behind the statue of the goddess. The old man took out a porcelain bottle, poured a light golden pill out of it and asked the old lady to take it.

As soon as the golden pill comes out of the bottle, the fascinating fragrance hits your nose. Just smelling it makes you feel relaxed and happy.

The old lady ate it with conviction, and then she looked dazed. Her face, which was haggard due to the recent tragedy of the Wen family, became rosy to the naked eye, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were restored to their youthful state.

“Ah!” Mrs. Sanfang exclaimed, “Mom! You are young again!”

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