The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

However, when he first sensed the aura of this young man, he felt indescribably cordial.

Because this is his pro-baby disciple!

He said that as long as he could get out of the Medicine King Palace, he would definitely find the precious disciple.

Han Chujiu cried with joy.

It just didn't take long for him to be happy before he realized that Han Jiaming wanted to do something against his baby.

Are you kidding me?

What kind of treasure is his disciple, can this kind of dog colorimetric embryo touch it?

He even dislikes Emperor Mingjun, can he be seen as such?

Is it tolerable or unbearable.

Han Chujiu immediately took out the [Seven Corpses Erosion Soul Powder] placed in the inheritance space, regardless of the consumption of the soul.

If you dare to touch my dear disciple, then I will abolish you, the bacon grandson.

But I didn't expect that Han Jiaming was also a ruthless character.

After realizing that [Seven Corpses Erosion Soul San] would erode his heart, he immediately cut off his right hand.

In this way, even though he was hit hard, the toxins would not spread.

Han Chujiu gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard dare to bully you. Master will ask Hua Peacock to cut this bastard surnamed Han into ten pieces."

After scolding, Han Chujiu suddenly realized that this Han Jiaming was also surnamed Han.

When Nima scolded the surname Han, didn't he even scold him in!

Unhappy, super unhappy!

Mu Yan couldn't help being amused by her lovely master.

But when he heard that he wanted to be called Di Mingjun (in fact, Mu Yan hadn't figured out how the unsmiling Lord Jun became a peacock in the master's mouth), she still shook her head.

"I'm afraid we can't get out of this room now."

As she said, she turned her head to look at Han Jiaming, and curled her lips: "Young Master Han, is that enough? Now you can talk about, you, and the people behind you, locked me here, what do you want to do?

Han Jiaming lowered his eyes for a long time before suddenly laughing low.

"Jun Muyan really deserves to be Jun Muyan, a woman who can be admired by the Emperor of the Extreme Territory, I shouldn't despise you because of your low cultivation base."

Mu Yan's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Han Jiaming had already known her identity.

How did he know?

"Do you know Zhong Li?"

Han Jiaming raised his eyebrows, the expression of surprise on his face even worse, "Do you even know Zhong Li?"

"Zhong Li", or Wen Zhe has always claimed that he is perfect under the Mozu.

But now it seems that is not the case.

At least the princess, who had just come back not long, was suspicious of him in such a short period of time.

Han Jiaming's appearance at this time does not have the painful struggle after taking the drug.

His expression is calm and gentle, and his movements are graceful and calm, even if he breaks his hands, he does not lose his style.

Han Chujiu stared at his face, and suddenly frowned slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.

"[Han Ziqi] What does it have to do with you?"

Han Jiaming chuckled softly, "Unexpectedly, there are people in this world who remember their ancestors."

After a pause, Han Jiaming's gaze turned to Mu Yan, "Speaking of which, Han Ziqi's family ancestor, Han Ziqi, is not deeply connected to your god music master."

"If it hadn’t been for the arrogance of the Kagura School of Music, Le Baili Yinluo had offended most of the sect families in the Xiuxian Continent, the Shenle Gate would not have become the target of public criticism. My ancestor Han Ziqi would not have died to protect Baili Yinluo. ."

"As soon as the family ancestor died, the Kagura Gate fell apart again."