The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

The heavy road is on the side, like a ignited firecracker.

"Who do you call a witch!"

"My Taoist ancestor, the national teacher who has contributed so much to my Great Xia Kingdom, how could you allow you to insult me ​​like this!"

Chonglu Qi's lungs were about to explode.

Gu Muran's focus is on the last sentence of the bald old man.

Have you ever accepted an apprentice?

Gu Muran once again learned about her past information from outsiders.

Gu Muran suppressed this matter in her heart, and she looked at the heavy road who was about to explode in anger: "What are you doing with him so much? It's because you are so angry."

The old man kept observing Gu Muran's expression, but he didn't expect that she was so quiet.

"Who are you?" He was still curious.

Gu Muran turned to look at him, and blurted out: "Your aunt—"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something, "It's better to say goodbye, you are not worthy."

The old man was about to lose his temper.

Gu Muran turned his face to the side, and continued to take out a few pieces of drawing paper.

A rustling sound resounded in this space.

The old man was going to curse at the beginning, but who knows, when he saw what Gu Muran drew, he was instantly shocked.

"These people are the mystics who have been in contact with this bald magician, and they are about to transform them." After Gu Muran finished drawing, he handed it directly to Zhonglu: "Purge the Mystics Association from Yucheng let's start."

Zhonglu naturally saw the old man with a horrified expression.

He immediately said: "I will do it now."

Gu Muran said: "Wait first—!"

When Chonglu was about to turn around and leave, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Gu Muran: "Is there a Mystic Association in the capital?"

Zhonglu nodded: "Yes."

Since the Mystic Masters Association came out again, all the branches in various places have been opened again.

Gu Muran said: "Okay then, you give Brother Lang the address of the Kyoto Mystic Masters Association."

Lu Chaolan glanced at the bald old man: "Are you going to send him to the Mystic Association in Kyoto?"

"Sure enough, Brother Lan is the one who knows me." Gu Muran said, "We may return to the capital in a short time, so we need to arrange things first. Besides, the old man's grandson is in the direction of the capital. Is his grandson related to the evil? It is related to the Artisan Association, and we need to investigate further."

The old man began to struggle: "What are you going to do, come to me..."

"What are you in a hurry for, I will definitely not let you go." Gu Muran slightly raised his eyes.

The old man choked for a moment.

After Chonglu told Lu Chaolan the address of the Kyoto Mystic Masters Association, Lu Chaolan immediately arranged for staff.

When the old man was taken out, he kept wailing.

Gu Muran thought he was in the way, so he drew a symbol in the air with his fingers.

The old man was chattering and chattering, and suddenly realized that he was speechless.

He turned his head angrily and yelled at Gu Muran.

But when he opened his mouth, there was no word.

He was about to die of anger.

Gu Muran and Chong Lu stood in the courtyard, watching the vehicle sent by Lu Chaolan pick up the old man.

Watch them leave.

Lu Chaolan didn't leave with him. Instead, he called and booked a private flight to escort the old man.

When he finished dealing with the matter, he heard Zhonglu asking Gu Muran curiously: "Master Gu, who is your teacher? Are you really my uncle's disciple?"

Gu Muran: "..."

What is this all about?

You should call me the ancestor, but what do you call your uncle's disciple?

She said with a dull expression, "I have no teacher and no school."

Gu Muran paused, "There is one more thing I want to ask you, is your Taoist ancestor really a national teacher?"

When Gu Muran was asking about the road, he didn't notice that Lu Chaolan's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly.

He looked up at them too.