C11

Zhan Beitian was someone who kept his words. Mu Yifan was not stupid enough to challenge male lead's patience, he obediently ran to the bathroom and dug his throat with his fingers to urge himself to vomit. Unfortunately, other than the yellow bile, he did not vomit anything.

Zhan Beitian did not say anything, but when it was time to sleep, he really went to Mu Yifan's room and slept on the same bed as him.

Mu Yifan slowly opened his eyes and quickly met a pair of sharp black eyes. They were like a black panther in the night, exceptionally bright in the dark room.

It was said that it belonged to a deity, but in reality, it was a personal space. Zhan Beitian had to provide it with blood essence every month to support it.

Furthermore, the more beautiful the color of the Atractylodes macrocephala Hook, the more abundant and abundant the spirit energy was in the dimensional space. It was as if the entire dimensional space was being revolved by the Atractylodes macrocephala Hook itself, no wonder Zhan Beitian took it out in such a hurry.

Mu Yifan thought again.

If he did not return the Atractylodes macrocephala Hook to Zhan Beitian, then Zhan Beitian would not have this much spirit energy to cultivate in special ability and would not become so powerful. Then, it would be much easier for him to kill Zhan Beitian in the future.

However, if he did not return the Atractylodes macrocephala Hook to Zhan Beitian, perhaps he would be killed by Zhan Beitian before he could even kill him.

Mu Yifan was tangled for a long time before he unknowingly fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he went to the bathroom himself and ran excitedly to the kitchen to tell Zhan Beitian, who was cooking breakfast, "I just pulled a large pile of sh * t. Go and check if you got anything out of me."

"…" Zhan Beitian turned around and looked at him coldly.

Mu Yifan looked into Sen Ye's cold eyes and could not help but swallow his saliva. Is there a problem? "

Fine!

It would be difficult for others to pick his shit, but it was impossible for him to do the same.

Zhan Beitian picked up the chopsticks on the table and gave them to him: "I'll give you three minutes. If you don't find anything, we'll directly go to the hospital."

"My dear friends, do you dare to collect more? Do you dare to recommend more? Do you dare to accept more branches!"