Wang Qiang's heart was bleeding. It was obvious that if you could just drink a boy's urine for one month, you would have to drink it for two more months. Wang Qiang thought about these days and sighed that he didn't know how to get through it. The first thing he did every morning was to sneak into a nearby primary school and collect boy's urine in the male toilet of the primary school. After collecting it, he had to pinch his nose and drink it in one sip. This was simply not a life for humans!

Unfortunately, Wang Qiangsheng has a daughter, otherwise there would be no such tragedy.

However, the boy's urination taste was really uncomfortable. Wang Qiang wanted to cry, but he couldn't say one thing: Mr. Lu, why didn't you say it earlier?

"You won't be drinking, are you?" Lu Xuan asked with amused as they looked like their dead father.

Wang Qiang took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Yes, we are still drinking..."

Song Qingyu, who was standing beside Lu Xuan, understood what this was. Wang Qiang and the others seemed to have been poisoned. They all needed to drink boy urine to dissolve the poison in their bodies. However, Lu Xuan did not tell him how long it would take to drink, so they kept drinking like this.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyu kept covering her mouth and sneering. It was so funny. Song Qingyu couldn't even care about her noble goddess appearance, and she laughed a little trembling.

Lu Xuan is so bad. I believe Wang Qiang and the others must have been a group of people who did evil things before, otherwise how could Lu Xuan teach them such a lesson?

The same is true!

"That's how you can stop drinking," Lu Xuan said, and his heart was almost laughing, but he was just embarrassed to laugh.

When Wang Qiang helped the lack of disciples to do things, he did anger Lu Xuan, so Lu Xuan gave him this profound lesson, but Wang Qiang has turned his back, so he said this.

I have to say that if Lu Xuan didn’t tell Wang Qiang and the others to drink the prescription for boy urine, they would be dead.

Wang Qiang was very aggrieved, as a little wife as aggrieved, nodded and said, "We understand, Mr. Lu, we are leaving!"

"Yeah, go!" Lu Xuan waved.

Mr. Lu, I hate you! After Wang Qiang shouted in his heart, he took his younger brothers and left like a tragic strode, but they also understood in their hearts that if it weren't for Mr. Lu, they wouldn't have lived today, let alone talk about drinking a boy with three months of urine. Compared to life, what is this?

After Wang Qiang and the others left, Song Qingyu chuckled softly and said, "Lu Xuan, it's so bad! He actually messed with people like this."

"Is it?" Lu Xuan touched his nose embarrassedly and said, "But I saved their lives and just drank two more months of boy urine. You don't know, boy urine is absolutely healthy. Look at how good they look now."

Boys urinating and maintaining health? When Song Qingyu heard this, her smile suddenly stopped, her pretty face suddenly flushed, and she said in a trembling voice: "Lu Xuan, how can you say these things in front of a girl's house? How shameless!"

"Uh!" Lu Xuan looked at Miss Song's shy look and said dryly: "Well, I won't say anything, let's continue to find someone from the Special Intelligence Bureau."

Song Qingyu nodded and continued wandering with Lu Xuan, hoping to find someone from the Special Intelligence Bureau soon.

"A clever answers the signs and you will be able to answer any request!" In a corner of Yue Lao Temple, a blind fortune teller was shaking the bamboo stick in his hand, calling loudly.

The fortune-telling blind man is about 50 years old. He is wearing a Taoist robe and a blue bandage on his eyes. The horn beard under his chin is the most eye-catching.

At this moment, a young girl with a graceful figure passed by him with a burst of fragrance. She only heard a blind fortune teller say, "Please wait, this female donor."

The young girl stopped and looked at him in confusion. The fortune teller said again: "Female donor, your Yin Tang is red, which proves that you have good luck in love. Do you want to draw a lottery?"

At this time, the young girl was stunned. Looking at his bandaged eyes, her little face immediately turned pale and cursed: "Damn, you can see Yin Tang red, you can send it to your sister! Go and go and lie, are you stupid? "

The young girl directly scolded her like a slut, scolding the blind fortune teller as stupid as she was. Even though the young girl left, it took him a long time to come back to her senses and complained: "Who is this? Who is the one who stipulates that the blind man cannot feel the Yin Tang red. It's really incompetent!"

Soon, another handsome young woman passed by him, and he shouted loudly: "Female donor, please wait!"

The young woman was stunned and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Female donor, your Yin Tang is red. I will meet your true destiny these days," said the blind fortune teller with a mysterious look.

"Yintang is red?" the young woman said in amazement: "It seems that everyone who looks at the eyes says Yintang is black, right?"

When the fortune teller heard this, he felt like he had met an expert. He blushed and said, "It is a disaster to go black in Yintang, but it is a redness to go red in Yintang, which proves that there is a happy event, which is different."

"But can you see it?" The young woman looked at him suspiciously. He was clearly dressed as a fortune teller, so how could he see it?

I can only say that this young woman is too naive. If a fortune teller still meets a fierce woman like a young girl just now, she will definitely be scolding and ridicule again.

"Cough cough..." The blind fortune teller coughed a few times and said, "I am a fortune teller known as the little god. Even if he is a blind man, I can feel your face."

"Really?" the young woman asked.

The fortune teller smiled and said, "It's true and fake!"

"Then show it to me," the young woman was divorced shortly after, and her heart was anxious to need someone to comfort her, so she believed the nonsense of fortune telling.

When the young woman sat opposite the blind fortune teller, the blind fortune teller hurriedly said, "Female donor, please extend your hand, I will touch you first!"

The young woman subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the blind fortune teller grabbed her wrist with great accuracy. The other hand gently stroked the back of her hand, touching the delicate and smooth skin, and the saliva of the blind fortune teller was almost flowing out...

Is this bone touching? The young woman looked at the blind fortune teller's hands constantly touching the back of her hands, and finally realized something was wrong. However, when she saw the blind fortune teller's clean and young hands, she suddenly felt anger in her heart!

The young woman suddenly pulled her hand back, and then smashed the bamboo stick to the fortune teller.

"Ouch!" The pen holder hit the head of the fortune teller, making him scream in pain, and the bamboo sticks were scattered all over the ground. The young woman stood up again and said angrily: "You big liar!"

After saying this, the young woman threw her sleeves away!
Chapter completed!