Chapter 1162

Mu Zifan looked back at Gu Jin standing behind him, showing gratitude and respect.

"Thank you, master!"

His voice was heavy and excited.

Gu Jin waved to him, returned to the sofa and sat down, staring at mu Zifan's surprise face, but she frowned.

"Your Dantian is badly damaged, but what happened?"

Although this is a question, her tone is very affirmative.

Mu family leader and mu Zifan are in a fog.

Mu Zifan: No

Master Mu: "what does the little ninth master mean by that?"

Gu Jin rubbed his fingertips and said in a slow voice: "Mu Zifan's Dantian is damaged. I don't think it's the secret wound of fighting. His Dantian is like a funnel. It's useless to absorb more aura."

"How is that possible?" Master Mu's face changed greatly.

Mu Zifan's face is not very good-looking.

Dantian is like a funnel, which is a disaster for a monk.

Gu jinmianlu pondered: "have you ever experienced anything strange before?"

Mu family leader and mu Zifan shook their heads at the same time.

For so many years, mu Zifan has been a cold man, a direct son and grandson of the Mu family, and a model of many aristocratic families in the capital. Few people take the initiative to compete with him.

But I have had some harmless exchanges with the younger generation of my family.

Mu's master tells Gu Jin about this, and the latter shakes his head gently.

"It's not the injury caused by fighting. It's like he took something to destroy the root of Dantian."

The head of Mu family's face was slightly heavy: "the cooks of Mu family are all cronies. We eat and drink the same every day."

The aura between Gu Jin's fingers moves towards the Mu family leader. The aura turns around the other person's body. There is no problem with the Mu family leader's Dantian.

She held her chin and thought, but she couldn't tell what was going on.

From what she had just "seen" for mu Zifan's restoration of Dantian, the other party probably took something for a long time.

Gu Jin stares at mu Zifan, who has retreated and is excited. He shows a blank and cold face and asks, "do you have anything you like to eat on weekdays?"

"Well Does durian count Mr. Mu seems to be a little shy.

Mu: "yes, Zifan. He likes to eat durian from the south. He is the only one in his family."

Master Mu's love for his eldest son seems to be hard to say.

Durian is so delicious that most people can't smell it.

But Zifan is just like that.

Gu Jin laughs, with some teasing in his smile.

Durian, this is a precious thing.

Those who love to eat can't even smell what they like and those who don't like to eat.

Gu Jin asked: "where do durian come from?"

The Mu family leader said quickly: "there is a branch of the Mu family living in the south. They know Zifan loves to eat, and they send a lot of durian every year."

Hearing that it's a side branch of the Mu family, Gu Jin feels it's hard to say.

She thought: "I don't know the specific reason now. You can bring durian to me sometime. Maybe it's some other food."

Mu's master nodded and looked at his son sitting on the ground. The worry on his face did not subside.

"Little Jiuye, is Zifan's cultivation all right?"

Gu Jin shook his head to the Mu family leader: "it's OK. Just when he broke through, I had repaired his elixir field. Recently, I've been practicing more. In time, I'll break through again and my cultivation will be more stable than before."

Master Mu was grateful: "thank you, little ninth master!"

Mu Zifan's voice was respectful: "thank you, master!"

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