Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

Mu Fengyun's white clothes had holes everywhere, his hair was disheveled, he had a few scratches on his body, his breathing was unstable, and it was indeed a disadvantage that his spiritual power was exhausted.

Mu Qianxi took out a bottle of potion and said: "Father recover first, Jiuye made you suffer, I will avenge you!"

Mu Fengyun smiled contentedly and said, "Xi'er is really kind to Daddy."

Jiuye did not expect that this man, who is a father, is so good at cheating people by selling miserably, and he is not an ordinary scheming man.

Jiuye said: "Xi, I'll wait for you in our room."

He eats Xi's cooking much more than Mu Fengyun's, why can't Mu Fengyun envy him?

"What about your room? Do I have your share in my territory? You are a complete scumbag with a thicker skin than the city wall." Mu Fengyun was furious.

Jiuye has disappeared, Mu Qianxi said: "Don't be angry, father! My daughter is rich and I can afford it."

"Even if you want to keep a bad boy, you shouldn't find such a difficult and uncontrollable master!" Mu Fengyun was worried.

"No way, Jiuye looks good!" Mu Qianxi said with a smile.

Mu Fengyun's face froze slightly, the baby girl just likes him... likes him, there is no way to talk about this topic, the more we talk, the more painful it becomes.

Looking at Mu Qianxi's smiling face, Mu Fengyun felt relieved that Xi'er was not there at every difficult time of her growth.

Now that he was able to recognize and meet her, it was the luck of his life to see him so happy.

He won't mention all kinds of things before, as long as Xi'er is happy.

"Hmm! I want to taste Xi'er's craftsmanship."

Mu Fengyun turned his anger into appetite, and it was the first time he ate so much.

"In the past, Dad was not in good health and couldn't cook, and he couldn't touch the smell of oily smoke. As long as Xi'er likes it, I will cook it for Xi'er every day." Mu Fengyun said with a happy face.

Xuanwu and the others stared at their father-in-law dumbfounded. Most people thought it was correct that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, not to mention that his adoptive father was the all-powerful Prince Fengyun, a member of the royal family.

But the father-in-law is full of joy and wants to cook for Qianxi.

Mu Qianxi smiled and said, "Father, can I interview you? Grandpa's cooking skills are so poor, how did Daddy manage to do this?"

Thinking of his own father's cooking skills, Mu Fengyun couldn't help covering his stomach.

As the grandson of the emperor with the most high hopes in the Mu clan of the Eastern Emperor, Mu Fengyun learned cultivation, strategy, art of war, how to employ people, etc. from a young age, but he did not learn cooking skills.

It was purely because he was tortured countless times by his father who liked to show off his cooking skills, so he wasted a little time studying cooking skills.

Mu Fengling also remembered the fear of being dominated by his father's cooking skills. If his elder brother hadn't secretly opened a small stove to save him, he would have been anorexic.

Elders also have dignity. Although the father is unreliable, he still has to retain a little dignity in front of his granddaughter and a group of god-grandchildren.

Mu Fengyun said: "My culinary talent is not bad. I learned it after studying it. I haven't practiced for a long time. I will work harder in the future. How about the kid's cooking skills? He can't even satisfy the stomach of his beloved. What's the use?"

The corner of Mu Qianxi's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "In terms of cooking skills, Jiuye is Grandpa's apprentice."

Mu Fengyun's expression was indescribable, "Let him go!"

Their family ate a meal with gusto, and swept away all the meals.

After Mu Qianxi went back, Jiuye, who had been alone in the vacant room for a long time, had been waiting for a long time, so he hugged Mu Qianxi and kissed her.

After all the air was plundered, Jiuye was still unsatisfied, "Xi, I want to start a small stove!"

"Okay! You order, what do you want to eat and do?" Mu Qianxi smiled.

Mu Qianxi is so happy, Jiuye is not polite at all...

"Well……"

Prince Fengyun reappeared, and the atmosphere in the entire Xuantian Realm was different from usual. The Beigong Dynasty sent many people to search for Mu Fengyun's trace. At this time, the Prince Beigong who had been sleeping in the East Palace of the Beigong Dynasty also opened his eyes.

Those eyes were cold and deep, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Damn it! I've been asleep for so long."

The person who woke up was Bei Gongjue!

He frowned, Bei Gonghan also successfully devoured the soul of the Undead Evil Emperor, because it took a lot of effort to digest such a soul, and his soul would fall into a deep sleep, giving him a chance.

His body trembled slightly, he was a little uneasy who had absolute superiority and initiative in front of Bei Gonghan.

When Bei Gonghan fully fused the soul and became stronger, he would not be so easily imprisoned and suppressed by him as before, and it would be easier for him to regain his body.

"hateful!"

"Before Han wakes up, I must become stronger. What must I do?"

Prince Beigong woke up and quickly understood all the major events happening in Xuantian Realm, and Mu Fengyun came back.

When Mu Fengyun appeared, he was bound to fight the Eastern Emperor Dynasty. Before that, he had to...

A dark light flashed in Bei Gongjue's eyes, and he quickly summoned his own staff.

"All ready!"

The Northern Emperor, who has been submerged in female sex, was asked by the prince to go to the early court. He was also tired of the few beauties recently, so he agreed to Bei Gongjue.

That morning, all civil and military personnel from the Manchu Dynasty of the Beigong Empire rushed over.

The prince, who has always been diligent, did not arrive. After discussing some irrelevant state affairs, he had nothing to do, so he naturally wanted to retreat.

"His Royal Highness is here!" At this time, someone reported.

Prince Beigong was wearing an incomparably luxurious brocade robe, carefully dressed, and his handsome face was like a god.

He walked over step by step, looked at Beidi on the throne, and said: "Father, you have been in charge of the Beigong Dynasty for some years, and you are not young now. This throne should be handed over to my son, are you right?" ?"

Everyone stared at Prince Beigong in astonishment. Prince Beigong had been sleeping after returning from the tomb of Xuantian Dadi. He never thought that he would make such a request the next day after waking up.

It is true that His Majesty does not control much real power anymore, he is a puppet emperor, and the entire Beigong Dynasty has long been under the control of His Highness the Crown Prince, but it is completely treasonous for him to raise this matter so arrogantly in the early court!

Even if you want to be the Northern Emperor, you can let His Majesty issue an edict in private.

"His Royal Highness, Your Majesty is still in his prime, it's too early to abdicate now!"

"His Royal Highness, your ambition is well known in the world, you are too impatient!"

"The Northern Emperor is destined to be yours. Are you persecuting His Majesty now? It's really unfilial!"

The prince of Beigong monopolized power in the Beigong dynasty, and of course he made many enemies, but some people were not happy with Beigong, so they stood up and scolded him! blame him!

Beidi's face showed a blank look, he stood up and said: "Shut up!" He looked at his son and said: "You want my throne, is it your own idea? Or your mother's mother?" the meaning of?"