The Gu on Luo Yan's body should be the son Gu of the clan leader's heart Gu. Without the mother Gu, even if the son Gu is taken out, he is worried that there will be hidden dangers.

The people of this clan are so weird that Lin Miao really dared not offend people to death.

"Let's find another way," Lin Miao walked out in a deep state.

The boy did not move. He remembered that the clan members who knew that they were going to survive outside the mountains and were looking forward to a good life, so he gritted his teeth.

"There is no way," he said in a deep voice: "Give me two months."

Lin Miao turned his head, met his firm and heavy eyes, and nodded slowly.

In a blink of an eye, it was thirty.

Luo Yan's body suffered considerable damage due to the three Gu fights.

This year, after dinner, it’s over.

The boy was not refining the Gu, but collected medicinal materials with Lin Miao.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month passed in a blink of an eye.

This year is over.

After a spring rain, spring comes naturally.

At the same time, hundreds of insects woke up.

The boy asked Wei Ning to take him to the suburbs.

I've been so busy for nearly a month.

The boy collected nearly ten cans of bugs.

Then he was in the house and didn't come out again. Wei Ning helped everything.

After about ten days, when there were only a few piles of medicinal herbs left, the boy dragged a small porcelain bottle out.

Looking at his tired and gray face, Lin Miao was a little worried.

The boy smiled at her and followed Wei Ning out the door.

Two hours later, Luo Yan suddenly let out a painful low hum.

Lin Miao was shocked and rushed over quickly.

Luo Yan rolled over and over on the bed, and suddenly he stretched his head, raised his head and roared sharply.

Then he collapsed like a rooster who had strangled his neck.

"Luo Yan," Lin Miao almost ran over, and she put her fingers between his nose wings tremblingly.

Instead of this, Luo Yan was still breathing a little while in his breath.

It was not until this time that Lin Miao's heart was relieved and he seemed to be alive.

And in the guarding place that is a little far away from here, the patriarch stared at the boy like an enemy.

"I really regret why I didn't kill you."

The boy was heartbroken.

He completely destroyed the body with a expressionless face, and then said lightly: "It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world."

Say it, he turned around and left.

He knew that with grandpa sitting down, the Zhao family would definitely not let him go.

However, with Luo Yan's guarantee, his life will definitely be there.

Now I can't ask for too much from him.

Back at the courtyard, Lin Miao rushed over.

The boy nodded at her and went to check on Luo Yan.

Only when he confirmed from him that Luo Yan was fine did the whole family smile.

The boy looked at everyone with a faint look, his heart was confused, and he felt a wave of loneliness that made him feel cold all over.

Suddenly, a warm current came.

Luo Jiao held his hand, raised her white little face, and looked at him innocently.

For some reason, looking at her, the boy's heart was soothed.

He smiled at Luo Jiao and went back to his temporary residence.

After half a month of rest, Luo Yan was in good health.

One morning, Zhao Hai came to the door.

A big project is when one mouth is opened.

Luo Yan was very calm and said that he was not big enough to touch business again.

Even if Zhao Hai promised to split it into five or five, he would refuse without having to make a book.

Zhao Hai saw that he really didn't want to come out, so he had to leave unwillingly.

After seeing off the Zhao family, Lin Miao pulled Luo Yan and whispered: "Don't you regret it?"

Luo Yan looked at her, looking at Luo's father and three children standing behind him, and smiled softly.
Chapter completed!