Miao Miao looks at her grandfather unexpectedly. There are not many things that can make her grandfather care so much.

"You can't use martial arts in Baowang mansion." Miao Wujiang told me.

It's very bad for him to think that today he was secretly taught martial arts by a younger generation.

Now Miao Miao is going to Baowang's house. He is worried that Feng Linyuan will steal their Miao family's non Chuan martial arts through Miao Miao.

"Good." Miao Miao agreed.

After dinner, Feng Linyuan and Yun Luoxi went to the place where they practiced martial arts before Feng Linyuan. It was isolated. They didn't let people in or clean it. Now it looks desolate.

Feng Linyuan starts to use Miao Wujiang's moves in the daytime. Yun Luoxi is watching and correcting. It's already late at night.

This move is really strange, and it doesn't feel fast, but it can seal all his moves.

"Well, that's all for today. Go back and have a rest." Feng Linyuan didn't expect to practice for such a long time.

After a discussion, the two decided to do so, which saved some people from saying right and wrong.

"Good." Rui Wang is not against such a way.

The antidote belongs to baowangfu. It's normal for baowangfu to do something with the antidote or sell it at a high price.

Pei Yutian is preparing something. Lu shaoxun comes in in a hurry. The wind makes the paper on the table slightly tilted, and the powder on it is concentrated on one side.

"What's the matter?" Pei Yutian frowned slightly and was not happy.

"There's an antidote for the fragrance of Sorghum in baowangfu." Lu shaoxun said angrily, "didn't you say that huangliangxiang has no antidote?"

"No way." Pei Yutian was surprised.