Realizing the magic of this set of hands-on decisions, Mu Hanyan was reluctant to waste any more time. After a simple wash, he hurried to the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce. Then Xi'er carried a big bag behind him and chased him wildly, and squeezed it into Mu Hanyan's arms and told him to finish eating before letting her go.

Mu Hanyan walked on the road and opened it. There were four buns, six steamed dumplings, two chicken legs, a pair of chicken wings, and two steamed buns in the oil paper bag. Mu Hanyan was a little embarrassed. Although she was obsessed with eating because of her previous life, she still did not fall to the level of an old foodie who smelled Qingqiu. With so many, she must finish eating. Xi'er treats herself as Is the pig raised? It's better to marry this girl out early. Let her abuse her husband and raise her husband into a pig.

Mu Hanyan thought while gnawing on the buns, didn't Qu Shanling's master said that he would have a life around 45 years old? Forty-five years old or less, is it up or down, and how old is it?

Not to mention that Qu Shanling herself was afraid of death, Mu Hanyan was even more afraid of his death. Only if she learned all the hand-determination earlier could she relax.

Therefore, under Mu Dawan's "care", Master Qu's tragic fate continued to be unfolded, and it became more and more tragic day by day, vomiting blood and vomiting, even Mu Nan and Huayue couldn't bear to watch them. The young disciple saw it even more miserably, and the tears in his eyes had never done it. But their master was very happy, being abused like this by Mu Hanyan, without complaint.

But what makes everyone feel strange is that Master Qu vomits blood every day, but he always survives tenaciously. He clearly vomits out of breath and loses air. When he sees the roast pig coming up, he immediately regains his soul and pounces on it with fierceness. Nibbled, and those eyes became brighter and deeper, giving people a feeling of bottomlessness.

If it weren't for vomiting blood every day, just by looking at these eyes, one could feel the mystery and transcendence of a generation of star divination masters.

Qu Shanling’s blood did not vomit in vain, and the Star Magic Thousand Secret Art became thinner and thinner, Mu Hanyan’s combined hands and exercises became more complete, the ancestral Tianxin exercises became more perfect, and the speed of cultivation became more and more complete. Come sooner. Qu Lao Shen Cong is also getting more and more energetic, and more and more pork legs are gnawed every day. The Mu Hanyan who was doing it felt strange, didn't he say what to eat to make up? The old **** stick vomited so much blood, shouldn't it be better to drink pig blood soup? When can chewing pork legs nourish blood?

On this day, Mu Hanyan satisfactorily abused the old **** stick and finished work, and walked back to the city lord's mansion. Seeing the walnuts sold by the roadside, Mu Hanyan consciously went to buy a few catties and carried it, crushed it and stuffed it into his arms as he walked.

Xinghuan Qianji still opened a black hole, sucking it with satisfaction.

Just at the corner of the street far behind Mu Hanyan, a pair of vicious eyes were staring at him.

"Mu Hanyan, one day, I will make you better than dead, and I will definitely! And Mu Nan, I will never let it go." Ms. Zhao Si pinched the corner of her dress tightly, swearing by gritted teeth.

She was scared to death by Mu Hanyan that morning, and was unfortunately torn again. It took two hours to recover after returning home, almost mad with anger.

Speaking of it, she and Mu Hanyan have also known each other since childhood, and have been enemies with him since childhood. Even if he was concerned about the face of the city lord's mansion and did not dare to do too much, he had gained the upper hand over the years. The last time he made a small plan, it made Mu Hanyan faint on the spot in a hurry and angrily.

However, recently...

She was so unlucky that she had been taken care of by Mu Hanyan!