The Metaphysical Mother of the Gourmet Cub Wears Back (MTL)

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Chapter 11: Find Fu Wan

◎ The next chapter is V ◎

Mr. Xue felt that his son had suffered an unwarranted disaster, and he was detained here by the locust tree spirit just because he looked good?

Mr. Xue, who was anxious to protect the cubs, was furious, and he couldn't wait to uproot this crooked-necked old locust tree directly.

Fu Wan glanced back at the old locust tree, she would clean it up after she had a lot of things on hand.

Mr. Xue took a sip of instant noodle soup and asked eagerly: "Chef Fu, how do you think my son can leave? He is still lying in the hospital!"

According to medical explanations, his son is now in a vegetative state.

It's not a way to be detained under this old locust tree all the time.

Fu Wan: "The soul has been left out for too long, even if you go back and wake up, you will be a fool." Can't wait."

As soon as Mr. Xue heard this, he was even more anxious, he really couldn't do anything, and he was afraid that he couldn't fight the locust tree spirit and couldn't take away Xue Dingkun's soul, so he was so anxious that a middle-aged man's tears were about to fall, and he immediately planned to kneel down for Fu Wan.

Fu Wan raised his hand to stop it and took out a small paper figure cut out of red colored paper from his pocket.

Tuan Tuan exclaimed: "This is the little paper figure that my mother just cut at home!"

Mr. Xue's spirit was shocked, sure enough, eating the overlord meal was just a reason to attract him, this Master Fu, oh no, Chef Fu has been waiting for him for a long time!

Fu Wan stretched out her hand to attract a drop of yin blood from Xue Dingkun's blood-stained face, and landed on the big red paper figure, she looked at Xue Dingkun with a light smile, beckoned to him gently, and a word spit out from between her lips: "Come." 

Yuanjun, the head of Tianji Xuanmen, wants to take people away, what spirit dares to say a word?

Xue Dingkun's eyes became confused, and his soul flew towards the little paper figure lightly, like a puff of smoke and dust falling into the paper figure.

Mr. Xue didn't dare to blink his eyes, and looked at the scene in front of him in shock, "Dingkun go...... Gone to this paper man?"

Fu Wan bowed: "Hmm." I lack mana at the moment, so I can only borrow a paper figure to support myself. "

Hit by a few heavenly thunderbolts, Fu Wan's mana is not as good as before, if it was in the past, why did he borrow paper to send his soul? Just directly urge the soul to return to the body.

Fu Wan thought about it, she really should make up for her body.

Mr. Xue clasped his hands together and said, "Chef Fu, you are humble. "