Apart from Gu Fenglin, you are the most talented child in the clan. It's a pity that until now, you have never made any amazing predictions, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, there will be many noble people who support you and value you!"
Mu Yao said solemnly: "Why was Gu Fenglin able to turn defeat into victory even when he was at the end of his rope? That's because the prince supported him!"
"Why is it that even though the prince is unlucky, he is still standing and can he become a priest from Taichang Temple?"
"That's because His Majesty supports him and appreciates him! But what about you? What have you done that is impressive?"
"Do you think that, with the reputation of being a lucky doll, saying a few nice auspicious words to ladies and ladies all day long, and making everyone smile, that's what you're capable of?"
"No, you are wasting your talent! A waste of talent and a waste of time!"
Elder Xing slapped the table hard, with a face full of appreciation: "Well said! A Yuan, you are really lucky! You have met someone like Yaoyao."
Gu Fengyuan cheered up and looked at Mu Yao hopefully: "Then, what should I do? Who will support me?"
Mu Yao said: "If you listen to me, there will naturally be noble people supporting you."
Gu Fengyuan said: "What should I do next?"
"Hibernate! Wait for the opportunity to move!" Mu Yao and Elder Xing said at the same time.
The two looked at each other and turned away.
"Here, drink this medicine and you'll be fine when you wake up." Elder Xing brought a bowl of medicine to Gu Fengyuan.
Gu Fengyuan sniffed it and frowned: "What kind of medicine is this? It's fishy and smelly."
Elder Xing looked solemn: "This is the medicine I got with great difficulty. It has almost been lost. It can maximize the talents of the children of the Gu family and make you a master."
Gu Fengyuan was doubtful: "Is it really that powerful? Where did you get it?"
"I have my own origin. If you don't believe it, forget it. I'll give it to others to eat. I don't have to worry about no one drinking from it." Elder Xing turned to leave unhappily.
"I'll drink it." Gu Fengyuan made up his mind and opened his mouth to drink the medicine.
As long as he can become the person with the most outstanding talent, eventually defeat Gu Fenglin and become a priest, he can do anything.
If you become a priest, you can drink Mu Yunhan's blood...
A voice rang in his heart, fascinating.
The bowl of medicine quickly ran out, and Gu Fengyuan felt a heat spread from his stomach to his whole body, a very comfortable feeling.
He laughed: "It works so quickly..."
Suddenly, a severe tearing pain hit me. Every part of my limbs, head and abdomen was in pain. Even breathing was painful.
"Ah..." He couldn't help but scream, "It hurts..."
Mu Yao was shocked: "Where does it hurt..."
However, Elder Xing quickly stuffed the handkerchief into his mouth, ran to the door, looked around, and then closed the door tightly.
Gu Fengyuan's eyes were wide open, his eyes were protruding, the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his expression was so hideous and terrifying that he was deformed.
He struggled wildly, and was pulled back again and again by the iron shackles that bound his limbs.
He wanted to shout, but his mouth was blocked tightly, and he could only emit some indistinct and terrifying screams from his nasal cavity.
Mu Yao was frightened and asked Elder Xing with trembling lips: "What on earth did you feed him?"
There was fear in Elder Xing's eyes, and he forced himself to be calm: "It's a medicine that can enhance your talent. It will be a little painful, but it will be fine." (To be continued)