The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor, Give Me A Hug

"OK. Thank you, Dad. Dad, you should also take care of your health. Don't be too tired. When Xiaoyan is strong, Xiaoyan will accompany her and take Xinghan to travel around the world to see the beautiful scenery of the world. You won't be the imperial chef of chuiyun Empire anymore. You can only be a step for others to cultivate, okay?"

"Daddy, listen to you."

To be safe, the space of the ancient bowl should be safer. However, if she disappears after entering, I'm afraid she will be found abnormal.

As for the secret of the ancient bowl space, Huan Qingyan thought about it and didn't intend to tell Huan Beiming about it.

Such a treasure against the sky, more people know, more danger.

Anyway, if it is used on her, it will be returned to her family in the future.

If they don't know, it will be better for them.

***

When Huan Qingyan entered the cultivation room, Huan Beiming covered his chest and coughed stiffly.

He was really happy today, so he drank more.

Fifteen years ago, he was seriously injured on the battlefield between the human and demon races. He was cursed by magic and was dying... In the past 15 years, his life was retrieved in vain.

The deadline has been reached. The bead was originally damaged and could be used for 15 years. Now there is no power to recover. He dare not tell anyone, including his wife and daughter.

It's a big secret that a man who should have died early has lived to the present.

He vaguely felt that the spiritual master heart digging case in Kyoto of chuiyun Empire had something to do with him. Recently, he always felt that someone was watching him.

Magic Beiming enters the millennium old soup tower. The mute disciple magic Jiuli is adding water to the soup pot.

Seeing Huan Beiming, "哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬哬.

"Jiuli, I've been sorting out some recipes and recipes recently. After writing them, you can help me keep them properly..." this mute disciple is an orphan picked up by magic Beiming outside the city. He has been raised for ten years. He is diligent and kind-hearted. He is two years older than Qin Yan. He woke up to Lingbao a few years ago

Now he has reached the level of an intermediate chef, and can be regarded as one or two of his true stories.

It's comforting.

Huan Jiuli pointed to the spot of blood just coughed out on Huan Beiming's chest and shook his head, "ho ho ho..."

Signal him to rest.

"Don't get in the way. Leave more recipes for Xiaoyan and Xinghan while you still have life. In the future, if I'm gone, you should take care of Xiaoyan as your own sister and secretly protect her for the teacher. Are you willing?" Huan Beiming smiled.

Huan Jiuli's face showed a sad color, shook his head and nodded again.

He is the one who knows magic Beiming best. Because he is a mute, his telepathy is sharper than ordinary people. Even if magic Beiming didn't tell him anything, he can sense that magic Beiming's body is getting worse recently.

"You're fine, Jiuli. Let's start."

***

Instead of taking black jade Ganoderma lucidum first, Huan Qingyan planned to convert the fat on his body into Reiki value.

She's also fed up with this fat body. It's inconvenient to walk. She takes bigger steps and just shrugs. Which woman doesn't love beauty? The image problem has always been put in the first place!

Fortunately, the matter was not complicated. Her consciousness acted on her lower leg, and the fat meat of her lower leg suddenly shriveled. Where did a surge of aura come out and was inhaled into the Dantian where the aura was specially stored.

"Wow, it's so cool to lose weight!" You don't need to take any side effects of diet pills or exercise. You can lose weight wherever you want

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