Chapter 40 The Curse of Hex

"Okay. Thank you Dad. Dad, you should also take care of your health and don't be too tired. When Xiaoyan becomes stronger in the future, Xiaoyan will accompany Auntie and Aunt Xinghan to travel around and see the beautiful scenery of the world. Don't be the food master of the Chuiyun Empire anymore. You can only be a step for others to practice, okay?"

"Father listens to you."

In terms of safety, Huan Qingyan's ancient bowl space should be safer. But if she disappeared after entering, I'm afraid someone would find something abnormal.

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

For such a heaven-defying treasure, if one more person knows about it, it will be more dangerous.

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

If Huan Beiming and the others don't know, it will be better for them.

***

After Huan Qingyan entered the training room, Huan Beiming held his chest and coughed stuffily.

He was really happy today, so he drank more.

Fifteen years ago, he was seriously injured on the battlefield of the two races of humans and monsters. He was cursed by a sorcerer and was dying... In the past fifteen years, his life was for nothing.

The deadline was already reached, the bead was already damaged, and it was amazing to be able to use it for fifteen years, but now that it could no longer be recovered, he dared not tell anyone, including his wife and daughter.

It is a shocking secret that a person who should have died early has lived to this day.

He faintly felt that the spiritual master's heart-digging case that has caused a lot of trouble in the capital of the Chuiyun Empire has something to do with him. Recently, he always felt that someone was watching him.

Huan Beiming entered the thousand-year-old soup tower, and the dumb apprentice Huan Jiuli was adding water to the soup pot.

Seeing Huan Beiming, "哬哬哬..." Greeted honestly.

"Jiuli, I'm sorting out some secret recipes recently. After writing them out, you can help me keep them properly..." This dumb apprentice is an orphan picked up by Huan Beiming outside the city. He has been raising him for ten years. He is diligent and kind-hearted. He is two years older than Qingyan.

Now that he has reached the level of an intermediate cooker, he can be considered to have obtained one or two of his true biography.

Thankfully.

Huan Jiuli pointed at the blood stains that had just been coughed up on Huan Beiming's chest, and shook his head, "Ho ho ho..."

Signal him to rest.

"It's okay, while you still have your life, leave more recipes for Xiaoyan and Xinghan. In the future, if I'm not around, you have to treat Xiaoyan like a younger sister and protect her secretly for the teacher. Are you willing?" Huan Beiming smiled.

Huan Jiuli looked sad, shook his head and nodded again.

He is the one who understands Huan Beiming best in the Huan family. Because he is a mute, his telepathy is more sensitive than ordinary people. Even if Huan Beiming didn't tell him anything, he can still sense that Huan Beiming's body is getting worse day by day.

"You are fine, Jiuli, let's start."

***

Huan Qingyan did not take Moyu Ganoderma lucidum first, but first planned to convert the fat on her body into spiritual energy.

She is also fed up with this fat body, and it is not convenient for her to walk. If she takes longer steps, she just shrugs. Which woman does not love beauty? The image problem has always been placed in the first place!

Fortunately, things were not complicated. Her consciousness acted on her calf, and the fat flesh of her calf suddenly deflated. A gust of aura came out from nowhere, and was sucked into her body, the dantian that specially stores aura.

"Wow, it's so cool to lose weight like this!" You don't need to take any weight-loss drugs with side effects, and you don't need to exercise. You can lose weight wherever you want...