A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

After leaving the door of Yuexiang Tower, Mu Lian quickened her pace, her expression a little more panicked.

After returning to Bazhen Building, she waved the attentive manager to leave, and went back to her room upstairs by herself.

After entering the room, Mu Lian drew the curtains to block all light, and pressed her hands on the table, her chest heaving.

Hateful, hateful, Yuexianglou dared to ask the stinky Taoist priest to harm him.

At this time, the person occupying Mu Lian's body was Cheng Huai. He panted and looked down at his lower abdomen.

The chef's uniform, which was as white as snow, didn't look abnormal, but Cheng Huai knew that he was seriously injured.

Two Xuanmen masters suddenly appeared, catching him by surprise.

If Cheng Huai never thought that his whereabouts might be exposed, and Yuexianglou had a formation to weaken the ghost, he would never suffer such a big loss.

The pain that came from the depths of his soul, like a tear, was unbearable for Cheng Huai.

He pressed his fingers on the bookshelf, and within a few seconds, he made a deep impression on it.

Unable to hold on like this anymore, Cheng Huai withdrew from Mu Lian's body, his soul that was about to solidify, scattered like a candle in the wind.

Mu Lian felt cold all over, and an unspeakable pain made her frown tightly.

After taking control of her body again, she saw Cheng Huai's weak soul through the thick darkness.

"Brother Huai, what's the matter? Are you injured?"

This is the first time that Mu Lian has seen such a weak Cheng Huai. Even when he first came out of the seal, he was not so weak.

"Yuexianglou invited two Xuanmen masters to set up an ambush to harm me."

Cheng Huai gritted his teeth and stared at the closed curtains, opposite the window was the brightly lit Yuexiang Building.

Mu Lian's feet softened, leaning on the bookshelf, her throat like a dried-up fish: "How could this be, how did they know you existed?"

She never thought that the omnipotent Cheng Huai would be injured.

After Cheng Huai was injured, it was difficult to maintain his handsome appearance, his eyes were more white than black, and he looked very terrifying.

Afraid of frightening Mu Lian, he turned his back and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll leave this to you to investigate. I'm going to rest in the knife for a while. It can be as short as a few days or as long as half a month. Qi He, you remember to win more and weaken his yang energy according to my instructions."

When Cheng Huai spoke, his soul became weaker and weaker, turning into a shadowy shadow.

There are thousands of questions in Mu Lian's heart, but she has no chance to ask them, and her heart is heavy.

After Cheng Huai disappeared behind the kitchen knife she hid in the safe, Mu Lian turned on the lamp and sat alone in the airtight room, her mind filled with thoughts.

Without Cheng Huai's help, her next food live broadcast must be suspended first.

Not only can I not be able to do live broadcasts for the time being, but I am afraid that the errands I have received before will not be completed.

Mu Lian is well aware of her cooking skills. Without Cheng Huai's help, she is not even as good as the average cooks in Bazhenlou, let alone compared with those experienced chefs.

With this kind of cooking skills, going to a famous family to cook, I am afraid that I will make trouble on the spot.

Why did Yuexianglou invite Master Xuanmen, do they know something?

When she first started working with Cheng Huai, Mu Lian was also a little scared. The stolen glory made her feel insecure while she was secretly overjoyed.

Gradually, as her fame grew louder and louder, Mu Lian's worries and fears turned into flukes.

Just when she thought that with Cheng Huai's help, she could soar, when the accident happened.

From Cheng Huai's mouth, we can tell that the two Xuanmen masters have real abilities.

If they pursued it all the way and found her, what would she do?

Mu Lian hugged her knees and stared at her right hand, constantly weighing in her heart.

The light follows the lotus-shaped lamp, and pours softly in the simple and elegantly decorated private room.

Zongci brought Shu Ange to toast in the private room of Mr. Dong and the others. Tonight's dishes were cooked by the two of them.

From last night to now, Zongci has constantly refreshed his cognition of cooking, and his cooking skills have been significantly improved.

"Hello, Mr. Dong, all the presidents, are you happy to eat at night?"

After Zongci entered the door, he greeted everyone with a smile, and Shu Ange followed behind him with a shallow smile and a calm appearance.

"Hehe, Zong boy, you're good at cooking, with the style of your father back then."

Dong Lao Chao gave a thumbs up, and others were not stingy with praise.

"Tonight's honey barbecued pork, Luohanzhai, baked lobster in soup, Hedinghu Shangshu, chimney cabbage, **** and spring onion baked meat crab, rose soy sauce chicken are all very good, compared to the day's roast suckling pig. ."

Vice President Sun, who was my favorite food, reported all the names of the dishes on the table in one breath.

"I tasted the taste of tonight's dish, which is better than the roast suckling pig during the day. It perfectly reflects the clear, fresh, tender, smooth, refreshing, fragrant and crispy of Cantonese food."

The speaker smacked his lips, as if he was still not satisfied.

"Thank you a few old gentlemen for your liking. Today's dish was made by Miss Yudie and I."

As Zongci spoke, he took a step to the side and officially introduced Shu Ange to everyone.

"This is? Yuexianglou has a new chef?"

Dong Lao asked with a smile, the light white beard on his lips curled up to the sides.

"Ha, if Miss Pang is willing to come to our Yuexianglou, it will be a great blessing."

After learning dishes with Shu Ange for more than a day, Zongci admired Shu Ange with all his might, and opened his mouth with a string of rainbow farts.

The people in the elegant room are very familiar with Zongci's character. He is not the kind of person who likes to talk nonsense. He must have two brushes to be highly praised by him.

After listening to Zongci, the female chef in front of her was named Yudie and her surname was Pang, and the eyes of several people became a little suspicious.

"I see that Chef Pang looks a little familiar, could it be—"

"Hello Uncle Li, my father, Bazhenlou, Pang Duofu, should be familiar with several uncles. I am his only daughter, Pang Yudie."

Shu Ange was full of laughter, and on his fair and translucent face, a pair of black pearl-like eyes were particularly eye-catching.

The atmosphere in the box was awkward for a few seconds, and Mr. Dong reacted first: "I see, such a beautiful and skilled child can be raised in a Fengshui treasure like our sea market. When Brother Pang was alive, we often visited Bazhen. Lou harassment, now the yin and yang are separated, which makes people very sad."

He didn't show the slightest rejection or dislike of Shu Ange, and the others also recalled it.

Mu Lian represented Bazhenlou and Yuexianglou in the arena. Pang Yudie, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared in Yuexianglou. There are probably many stories inside.

"Good boy, just come back. If you suffer any grievances, just mention it to some of our old men."

A person's eyes are the most deceiving.

Previously, the rumor that Pang Yudie seduced Mu Guangcheng caused a lot of uproar, and photos of Pang Yudie when she was fat and ugly also broke out on the Internet.

When things go wrong, there must be demons. When people who don't know the truth are blaming Pang Yudie, the old men feel that something is wrong.