The Book of Ten Thousand Curses must not be given up. Seeing the little girl in front of him so persistent, he has no other way.
The chef said. "You really look like your mother, plus your surname is Mu, I naturally know who you are."
"Child, you have been wronged all these years."
He wanted to reach out and touch Mu Qian's head, but his wrist was clasped by a strong and powerful hand.
Jiu Ye exerted his strength and almost crushed the chef's old bones.
"Kid, you're too fierce." The chef stared at her angrily.
"Jiu Ye, let go!"
The chef felt wronged. Mu Qian said. "There are people who look similar in this world. How can you be so sure? Just based on the surname. "
Feng Yunxiu also once thought that she was cheap.
Little Uncle has left, Second Uncle has no memory, she also has no memory of the past. She doesn't know what happened in her family.
"Because this old man's intuition is very strong!" The chef said with a smile.
Mu Qian said. "I don't believe you?"
"I know your father, Mu Fengyun." Looking at the stubborn little girl, he said helplessly.
Mu Qian clenched her fists and looked at the old man in front of her in amazement. "You really know?"
"I know something, but I can't tell you anything now."
Mu Qian said. "I understand, I'm not strong enough. Little Uncle told me the same thing."
But the hateful thing is that before she had enough strength, Little Uncle left.
The chef was slightly startled and said. "Is Wushuang okay?"
"Little Uncle's poison has been completely cured, but he is no longer in the Four Directions World."
"Cured!" The chef stood up excitedly and looked at Mu Qian with great excitement.
"You mean, the ancient poison has been cured?"
Mu Qian said. "Yes, I don't need to lie to you because I'm an alchemist. Little Uncle's poison was cured by me, but you … …"
He even knows about Little Uncle's poison, it seems that this old man's relationship with her father is not ordinary.
Mu Qian suddenly clasped his wrist and said. "Your body is not very good."
He is very strong. At first, she felt that he has the terrifying strength of Jiu Ye, but when she looked closely, he is already an arrow at the end of its flight.
The chef said, "I know I can't live for long, but I have to hold on no matter what. Lift her curse."
"How did you end up like this?" Mu Qian asked.
"My wife is under an ancient curse. In order to prevent her from being tortured by the curse, I naturally have to pay the price," he said very calmly.
"It's okay. I won't die so early."
Jiu Ye pulled Mu Qian into his arms. If it was him, he would feel reluctant to let Mu Qian suffer such pain.
"If it weren't for my poor health, I would have gone to Black Capital long ago instead of waiting here."
Mu Qian looked at him and said. "Since you are an old friend of my bastard father and have no intention of competing with us for the Dragon Key, I will help you take care of your body."
In order to control the curse, this guy had gone crazy. It would not be easy for him to recover completely.
"Bastard dad, how dare you talk about Wind and Cloud like that!" The head chef laughed.
"If you're not a bastard, then what are you? He left a mess and ran away, leaving everything to me. Such an irresponsible guy, I'm already very polite to call him a bastard. "
The Head Chef rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly. "Maybe Fengyun has his own reasons."
"I can help you take care of your body, are you willing?"
The chef said. "I can live for a few more years, how can I refuse?"
"Bang!" At this time, the door was pushed open and Gu Baiyi walked in.
He looked at Mu Qian and said. "Miss!"
Jiu Ye's eyes were extremely dangerous as he looked at Gu Baiyi. "You can leave now."
Gu Baiyi faintly said. "My strength has only recovered to the peak of the Ninth Stage Martial Emperor. I haven't fully recovered yet, I still want to stay with Miss. "
Jiu Ye coldly said. "You don't need it?"
"It's fine as long as Miss needs it. If you don't need it, it has nothing to do with me."
When they met again, Gu Baiyi was injured and naturally did not have the strength to compete with Jiu Ye.
But now that his injury has healed, the two people who hate each other once again met.
A sharp light flashed in the head chef's eyes as he watched the good show from the side.
He looked at Mu Qian, this child is very popular!
The boy in black is full of killing intent, his strength is strong enough.
The boy in white is cold, graceful and noble, but …
This boy in white looks a little familiar!
He stood up and said. "Beigong Jue, you little brat, why are you here?"
Gu Baiyi was slightly stunned, looking at the strange old man in white robe in front of him, his pupils slightly narrowed.
He said in a low voice. "You have mistaken me, my name is Gu Baiyi, not Beigong Jue."
Mu Qian said. "Although you have recognized me correctly, you can't be right every time! His name is Gu Baiyi, not Beigong Jue. "
The head chef laughed. "I've lived for a long time and seen many people, it's natural to make mistakes. Look carefully, this guy is not the same as Beigong Jue."
The originally tense atmosphere between Gu Baiyi and Jiu Ye was disturbed by the old man's interruption. Gu Baiyi walked in front of Mu Qian and said. "Eldest Miss, what should we do next?"
He completely ignored Jiu Ye, so Jiu Ye's face was very gloomy at this time.
The head chef shook his head and thought to himself, 'I'm indeed old. This child can't be Beigong Jue. It's impossible for someone like Beigong Jue to call a little girl Young Miss so respectfully and calmly.'
Mu Qian said. "This is the head chef of the Black Tower, he has a lot of internal injuries and his spiritual power is exhausted. In order to not let him die too quickly, I will stay here for a month to help him recuperate."
For this head chef, the blood in her body did not have the same reaction as when she met her Second Uncle, but she inexplicably felt that he was very close.
She can't let anything happen to him. Maybe when her strength reaches the peak of the Ninth-Stage Spirit King, Second Uncle can't tell her about her family's affairs, she may be able to get some information from him.
"He is the head chef of the Black Tower!" Gu Baiyi's cold eyes fell on the head chef.
He felt the same as Mu Qian, his stomach hurt.
"I'll listen to Eldest Miss."
Mu Qian looked at the head chef and smiled. "Head chef, I will stay here for a month, quickly arrange a room for this alchemist."
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The old man raised his eyebrows. "Child, you don't need to call me Master Chef, just call me Grandpa."
Mu Qian said. "Although you are old enough to be my grandfather, we are not related, it's not appropriate to call me that! Unless you tell me about my life and our relationship, if you are really my father's elder, I can consider it. "
This little girl seized the opportunity to get information, but he will not be so easily fooled.
"Since you don't want to call me Grandpa, how about you call me Grandpa Donghuang?"
Donghuang!
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