But having said that, in the previous life, when Xiao Jinyan destroyed the Hell Hall with one person's power, his cultivation level must have been much more than what he saw in front of him.
It was impossible for Mu Chuyue to put the other person in danger for nothing in order to achieve her own goal.
If you don’t believe it, don’t believe it, just wait and find a solution from other aspects later.
"Then just wait and see, I will definitely find it before you do."
Mu Chuyue swept away her depression.
Whether it's going to the Hell Palace or searching for news about her mother, she is not capable of solving it now.
If you are too impatient to eat hot tofu, just do it step by step.
Even though so many years have passed since my mother passed away, I am still still as persistent as this day or two.
In the following time, Mu Chuyue and Xiao Jinyan had a rare normal conversation that was not a confession or a confession.
Compared with the past, the topic this time was obviously "very pleasant".
Of course, only Xiao Jinyan thinks so.
Because for Mu Chuyue, the discussions on "how to improve the taste" of the dishes on this table were obviously boring.
Apparently she adheres to this view in her world: it doesn’t matter what the food is, as long as it’s edible But naturally she would not be stupid enough to say this in front of Xiao Jinyan.
As soon as this guy arrived at the dinner table, the conversation turned back to food every minute, making it clear that he was a seasoned foodie.
Compared with him, a certain rice dumpling bun would be easily turned into scum in seconds.
Mr.
Xiao pays attention to quality and state of food when he eats.
What are steamed buns?
Does it depend on the amount of food he eats?
Until he left the restaurant, Baozi stood on Mu Chuyue's shoulders, hugging his bulging belly, and looked back reluctantly: "Although the taste of this restaurant is a bit inferior, the weight is still worthy of recognition."
After saying goodbye to Xiao Jinyan outside the small building, the first thing Mu Chuyue did when she got home was to lock her room.
After closing the curtains, Mu Chuyue changed her mind and entered the crystal space.
Before she had time to focus on exploring the changes in the space, she spread out two broken ancient pictures on the small table in the center of the spiritual field.
One page is larger in size, with mountains, rivers and lakes painted on it.
The left, upper and lower sides of the paper are flat, with only the right edge showing obvious signs of being torn; The top edge of the other one is flat, and slightly below it is written the "Picture of the Secret Traces of Taichu Immortal Gold".
The lower half of the words "Picture of the Secret Traces" is incomplete, and the length is much smaller than the one just now.
But by chance, these two pictures can be put together.
They really come from the same ancient picture.
The moment the paper was closed, the torn edges quickly disappeared with changes visible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, the two merged into one, with no trace of tearing at all.
Mu Chuyue had seen many kinds of rare papers, but this was the first time she saw such a strange scene.
"It should be made from the skin of some kind of magical beast" The reason why I got the second residual picture this time can really be classified as good luck.
If there is another marked place on the map, Mr.
Lu Yuanhai of Lu Manor will not be able to hand it over even if tomorrow is the last day.
Taichu Immortal Gold, this is a more shocking existence than the so-called magic weapon passed down from ancient times.
With this in mind, Mu Chuyue took out a ball of relatively low-temperature strange fire from the Purple Jade Guangque Cauldron.
Carefully, her consciousness controlled the fire ball to get closer to Gutu.
Baked at high temperature, two red marks appear from the picture xx4911131: