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An hour later.

Yan Chu and Mu Xuzong walked out of Yan Chu's mansion by supporting the wall.

"Head, father, you two should take a rest outside first, I'll take care of it here." Mu Qingqian's voice came from the dining room.

Yan Chu glanced at each other, and then they choked each other by the neck!

"Head Yan, you are not kind, I am also the father of the chief disciple under your seat, so I don't bring such a cheating!"

"City Lord, the dark dish just now was not made by your daughter after all. If you want to sacrifice, naturally you have to be your father. Why do you have to die together!?"

The two fought each other for a while, and suddenly stopped at the same time.

I saw the two let go of each other, and couldn't help covering their stomachs: "No way, no, my stomach is starting to hurt, it's dying to death!"

Mu Xuzong asked, "Master Yan, where is the latrine?"

"There is only one latrine in my mansion. It is a special latrine. Go to the Misty Hall!" Yan Chu clutched his stomach and ran.

"No, no, I can't help it anymore, Yan Zhang, you are tired and bear it, let me go first!" Mu Xuzong firmly grasped Yan Chu's trouser legs behind.

"Don't pull me, it hurts too!!!"

Yan Chu dragged Mu Xu Zong and ran wildly in the mansion.

Suddenly, Mu Xu Zong's expression became relaxed.

His eyes, from pain, to entanglement, to liberation, finally had a feeling of feathering and despising life and death.

Yan Chu turned his head in horror, and saw that a long, yellow trace was dragged out on the originally smooth floor of his mansion...

"Head Yan, I think, I have..."

"Be confident and get rid of your feelings."

Yan Chu sighed deeply.

or……

Destroy the misty peak, right?

After all, this fairy peak is not clean anymore...

Mu Xu Zong let go and lay silently on the ground, seeming to feel life.

But Yan Chu's pain is not over yet!

No way!

It's too far from the cottage!

The painful Yan Chu suddenly thought of a way.

"System! Open the treasure chest!"

[System: System update, please wait...]

"Update your grandmother's banana peels and immediately open all eight bronze treasure chests, otherwise I will commit suicide on the spot and we will die together!"

[System: The treasure chest opened successfully!Congratulations to the host for getting...]

Yan Chu quickly searched through all the rewards.

Soon, he found a nine-pin pill.

Sanwen Sandu Pill: Nine-Pin Pill, which can relieve all poisons in the world!

The less the number of words in the description, the stronger the effect of the pill!

Thinking about this, Yan Chu was overjoyed, and quickly took out the Sanwen Sandu Pill and swallowed it in one bite.

In an instant, the effect of the medicine broke out in Yan Chu's body, the abdominal pain disappeared, and he had no desire to go to the hut.

"Survived..."

Yan Chu sat slumped to the side and let out a heavy sigh.

Unexpectedly, the life-saving medicine he finally prescribed was actually used to cure a small area of ​​food poisoning.

But it’s a good thing to think about it in another direction—Mu Qingqian’s meals require the use of a nine-pin pill to detoxify!

Yan Chu decided to let Mu Qingqian take a toxicology as a minor in the future.

In the future, if he wants to poison someone, he invites him to come to the gate of the mountain to be a guest, and let him taste the food made by Mu Qingqian.

At that time, even if the immortal comes, there is no power to recover...

"President Yan, why don't you run away, are you also..." Mu Xuzong doubted.

Yan Chu glared at him: "This seat has used the Supreme Immortal Technique, which instantly detoxifies."

"With this kind of fairy technique, why didn't you just give me a set?!" Mu Xuzong's expression gradually distorted.

At this moment, the two heard Mu Qingqian going out of the kitchen.

Yan Chu quickly stood up, rushed to the door of the dining room, and blocked the door with his body.

Mu Qingqian cleaned up, washed the dishes, and was about to leave the kitchen when he ran into Yan Chu head on.

"Head,

"Suddenly I remembered a particularly important thing, so let's take a trip with this seat!" Yan Chu said.

"But what about my father?"

"He was too full just now, and he has already gone for a walk around Miaomiao Peak to digest. Let's just ignore him, just follow me!"

Yan Chu grabbed Mu Qingqian's hand, and then summoned the ink shadow sword. The two of them took a flying sword together and flew towards the peak of Chuan Gong.

Mu Xu Zong, who fell on the ground not far away, breathed a sigh of relief.

If his appearance is seen by his daughter, I am afraid that he, the father, will not be able to hold his head for a lifetime.

"City Lord, remember to clean up your good deeds before going back, otherwise..."

Mu Xuzong suddenly heard Yan Chu's transmission.

He sighed and walked to the hut in silence.

Sanitation must be cleaned.

But before that, let’s change a pair of pants...

...

"Head, why are you so anxious, can't we just slow down?"

Mu Qingqian was suddenly grabbed by Yan Chu, and took a flying sword with Yan Chu, and the two of them were very close.

She couldn't help but remember the first time she flew the sword, and she couldn't help but blush to the root of her ears.

Yan Chu kept flying away from the misty peak before gradually slowing down.

so close.

If Mu Qingqian was allowed to see her father's appearance, there would be a psychological shadow, right?

There was a shadow in Yan Chu's heart now.

"In fact, it's not a big deal. You will go to Chuan Gongfeng with this seat first, and then we will go to Xinghua Village to sell tickets together."

One more person always means one more effort. Now the lost city is the real secret realm. As the master of the secret realm, how can Yan Chu let others use the secret realm for nothing?

So not only do the tickets have to be sold, but they are also very expensive!

By doing this, Yan Chu is also generating income for the sect. After all, the sect has just started, and it is when the spirit stone is needed...

When Mu Qingqian heard the words, he didn't say much, so he followed Yan Chu to the Peak of Chuan Gong.

The Chuan Gong Peak is not far from the Misty Peak, and it also hinders Mu Qingqian's Qingxin Peak.

The two landed outside the Chuan Gong Pagoda and put away the flying swords.

"Head, what are we doing in the transmission tower?" Mu Qingqian said, "The disciples entered the transmission tower before, and it was empty inside, there was nothing."

"I didn't put the exercises inside, so naturally there is nothing left."

Yan Chu smiled and walked into the Chuan Gong Pagoda. Mu Qingqian hesitated and walked in.

There are nine levels in the power transmission tower, and each level has different levels of restriction.

This kind of restriction is like an invisible pressure, the higher the level, the stronger it is. Only disciples with sufficiently strong realm can resist the pressure of restriction and go to higher levels.

Therefore, Yan Chu will follow the strength of the practice and the secret book to put the practice secret book in the transmission tower, so that the disciples can do what they can and choose the practice secret book suitable for their practice.