Chapter 77 (1/2)

Don't let Miss Yingluo send her to the garden a few months ago, ”yes, you can't send her to the garden, especially miss Yingluo.”

Mrs. Huan was stunned. ”Isn't it good to be locked up like this? MengYue promised well today. Besides, she's timid and has no place to go...”

”Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.”

Mrs. magic should go.

Mirage cold urged, ”sister!”

Huan Qingyan said with a smile, ”well, let's play, but we don't play these. These are all tricks played by little girls. You're a man. You'll be as powerful as dad in the future! Let's go to Dad's old soup room...”

Mirage cold's eyes lit up, ”good, good!”

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Magic mansion soup claims to have been handed down for thousands of years and has never been broken.

This fire does not refer to real flames, but to incense.

In fact, it hasn't been for a thousand years, or even a hundred years. It's just that the ancestral soup recipe handed down by the ancestors will be more delicious when cooking spiritual dishes, and the collocation of aura will be more optimized. Illusionists have been handed down in the way of their eldest son.

Strange to say, the lineage of the illusory family has been declining. For hundreds of years, it has been a single pass. In the generation of illusory Beiming, there is no such thing as a common brother.

Everyone thought that when the inheritance of magic home old soup was about to break, magic Beiming actually improved magic home old soup. In addition to making the spiritual food more delicious and the combination of aura more convenient and optimized, it also added a new feature, the organic rate, which added a special attribute of a little physical value to some spiritual food.