The Complete Collection of Ten Thousand Curses must never give up. Seeing the persistence of the little girl in front of him, he had no choice but to do so.
The chef said: "You look so much like your mother. Plus your surname is Mu, so I know who you are."
"My child, you have been wronged over the years."
He wanted to reach out and touch Mu Qianxi's head, but a strong and advantageous hand grabbed his wrist.
Jiuye exerted so much force that he almost crushed the old bones of the chef.
"Boy, you are too fierce." The chef glared at her.
"Jiuye, let go!"
The chef felt a little aggrieved, and Mu Qianxi said: "There are people who look similar in this world, so how can you be sure? Just based on a last name."
Feng Yunxiu once thought she was a bargain.
The younger uncle has left, the second uncle has no memory, and she has no memory of the past. I wonder what happened in her family?
"Because I have very strong intuition!" the chef said with a smile.
Mu Qianxi said: "I don't believe it?"
"I know your father, Mu Fengyun." He said helplessly as he looked at this stubborn little girl.
Mu Qianxi clenched her fists, looked at the old man in front of her in shock and said, "You really know?"
"I know something, but I can't tell you anything now."
Mu Qianxi said: "I understand that I am not strong enough. My uncle told me the same thing."
But the damn thing is, before she had enough strength, her little uncle left.
The chef was slightly startled and said, "Is Wushuang okay?"
"Little uncle's poison has been cured, but now he is no longer in the Sifang Realm."
"It's solved!" The chef stood up excitedly and looked at Mu Qianxi with great excitement.
"You mean, that ancient poison has been cured?"
Mu Qianxi said: "Yes, I don't need to lie to you, because I am an alchemist, and I cured my uncle's poison, but you..."
He even knew how poisonous his little uncle was. It seemed that this old man had an unusual relationship with his father and the others.
Mu Qianxi suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Isn't your health in good shape?"
He was very strong. At first she thought he was as terrifying as Jiuye, but upon closer inspection, she found that he was already at the end of his strength.
The chef said: "I know I won't live long, but I have to hold on no matter what and lift her curse."
"How on earth did you get yourself into this?" Mu Qianxi asked.
"The ancient curse in my wife, I will naturally have to pay the price for her not to be tortured by the curse." He said very calmly.
"It's okay, I won't die so early."
Jiuye pulled Mu Qianxi into his arms. If it were him, he felt that he would not be willing to let Mu Qianxi endure such pain.
"If it weren't for my poor health, I would have gone to the Black Capital a long time ago instead of waiting here."
Mu Qianxi looked at him and said, "Since you are an old friend of my bastard father, and you have no intention of competing with us for the Dragon Clan's divine key, I will help you get better."
In order to control the curse, this guy acted a little recklessly or went crazy. It is not easy to fully recover.
"Asshole dad, you actually said that about Feng Yun!" the chef said with a smile.
"What's not to be a bastard? He left a mess and ran away and left it all to me. I'm very polite to call such an irresponsible guy a bastard."
The chef touched his nose and smiled coquettishly, "Maybe Feng Yun also has his own reasons."
"I can help you recuperate your body, are you willing?"
The chef said: "How can I refuse if I can live a few more years?"
"Bang!" At this time, the door was pushed open and Gu Baiyi walked in.
He looked at Mu Qianxi and said, "Miss!"
Jiuye looked at Gu Baiyi with extremely dangerous eyes and said, "You can get out now."
Gu Baiyi said calmly: "Now my strength has only recovered to the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. I have not fully recovered, and I still want to stay with the eldest lady."
Jiuye said coldly: "No need?"
"It's fine if you need me, Miss. You don't need to have anything to do with me."
When they met again, Gu Baiyi was injured, so naturally he didn't have the strength to compete with Jiuye.
But now that the injury has healed, the two people who hate each other are facing each other again.
A sharp light flashed in the chef's eyes, and he watched the show playfully.
He looked at Mu Qianxi, this kid is very popular!
The boy in black is full of evil spirits and is very strong.
The boy in white is as cold as ice, elegant and noble, but...
This boy in white looks familiar!
He stood up and said: "Beigong Jue, you brat, you actually show up here?"
Gu Baiyi was slightly startled, and looked at the unfamiliar old man in white robes in front of him, his pupils twitching slightly.
He said in a low voice: "Your Excellency, you have admitted your mistake. I, Gu Baiyi, am not Beigong Jue."
Mu Qianxi said: "Although you have recognized me correctly, you can't be right every time! His name is Gu Baiyi, and he is not Beigong Jue?"
The chef smiled and said: "As you live a long life and meet many people, you will naturally make mistakes. If you look carefully, this guy is definitely not the same as Beigong."
Bai Yi and Jiuye, who were at war with each other, were disturbed by the old man's interruption. Gu Baiyi walked up to Mu Qianxi and said, "Miss, what are the next arrangements?"
He completely ignored Jiuye, so Jiuye's face was very gloomy at this time.
The chef shook his head and said to himself: He is indeed old. This child cannot be Bei Gong Jue. It is absolutely impossible for someone like Bei Gong Jue to call a little girl "Miss" so respectfully and calmly.
Mu Qianxi said: "This is the chef of the Black House. He has many hidden injuries and his spiritual energy is exhausted. In order to prevent him from dying too quickly, I will stay here for a month to help him recuperate.
"
For this chef, the blood in her body was not as sensitive as when she met her second uncle, but she felt inexplicably close to him.
She can't let anything happen to him. Maybe when her strength reaches the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Emperor, and her second uncle is not around and can't tell her about her family's affairs, she might be able to get some information from him.
"He is the chef of Heilou!" Gu Baiyi's cold eyes fell on the chef.
Like Mu Qianxi, he felt stomachache.
"Everything depends on the eldest lady."
Mu Qianxi looked at the chef and smiled and said: "Master chef, I'm going to stay here for a month, why don't you hurry up and arrange a guest room for me, the alchemist."
The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Child, what do you call Mr. Chef? Can you call me grandpa?"
Mu Qianxi said: "Although you are old enough to be my grandfather, we are not relatives, so it is inappropriate to call me this! Unless you tell me my life experience and our relationship, if you are really my father
If you are an elder, I can consider it."
This little girl will tell lies whenever she gets the chance, but he won't be fooled so easily.
"Since you don't want to call me Grandpa, how about you call me Grandpa Donghuang?"
Donghuang!
These two words made Jiuye startled slightly, and Bai Yi also looked at the old man in surprise.