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4299 Teacher and apprentice meet with tears

Han Jiaming's left hand tightly grasped the right hand that had just touched Muyan's skirt, with a look of shock and horror on his face.

There was a piercing pain in my right hand.

And this pain was still spreading rapidly towards his heart.

"Hahahaha, you gangster pervert didn't expect that, did you?"

An old voice sounded in the room. Although it was still a little weak, it was full of arrogance. "If you want to touch my precious disciple, you are worthy of it?!"

"You've been hit by my [Seven Corpses Eclipse Soul Powder]. Let's see how you, a rogue pervert, still miss my precious disciple."

Seven corpses and souls scattered?!

That is a top-level poison, rare in the world, and it is effective even for cultivators in the Immortal King Realm.

Han Jiaming's heart sank, and he suddenly gritted his teeth, with a flash of cold light in his hand, and cut off his right hand.

This stopped the spread of toxicity.

But there were still big beads of sweat on his forehead.

The pain of losing an arm is not something ordinary people can endure.

Muyan also got up from the ground at this time, tsked lightly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Master Xiaojiu, you actually beat me to it. Just ask me to cut off one of his arms, so as not to waste your time, Master."

Good medicine?”

Han Jiaming suddenly looked at Muyan.

I saw that the girl who had just been controlled by the [Lovesickness Charm] and lost the ability to resist, was now standing in place.

Although his face was still flushed and his eyes were blurry and unfocused, it was obvious that he had not lost his mind at all.

However, Muyan did not look at him. Instead, she turned to look to the other side and said softly: "Master Xiaojiu, didn't you say you wanted to rest first? Why did you come out?"

Not far from Muyan, he saw the figure of a young man looming.

It was not a real person, but seemed to be a shadow that would be blown away by the wind.

Han Chujiu looked at her, thinking of the anxiety and worry of losing news about his disciple during this period, and the twists and turns of following Di Mingjue out to find someone, he felt aggrieved and depressed, and his eyes were red.

He looks like a round and cute boy.

At this time, the crying seemed even more adorable.

The atmosphere in the room, which should have been tense, actually added a bit of joy.

Han Chujiu said aggrievedly: "My dear disciple, why have you never appeared again since you left the inheritance space half a year ago? Do you know how worried I am about you as a teacher?!"

He had just said hello to Muyan and was about to fall asleep and recuperate.

But while he was nursing his fragile soul, he always felt that he had overlooked something important.

Master Xiaojiu?

He seemed to have really heard the boy he was possessing calling him Master Xiaojiu just now?

Moreover, it was not a sound, but the spiritual consciousness conveyed into the Void Spirit Ring.

There is no possibility of mishearing!

And in this world, the only person who would call him Master Xiaojiu is...

Han Chujiu came to his senses after thinking of this.

Then I heard the conversation between Muyan and Han Jiaming.

When I heard Han Jiaming call Muyan Ye brother and said she was a woman.

There's something else Han Chujiu doesn't understand.

Muyan's alias in Tianguang Ruins is Ye Liangchen.

Due to carelessness, Han Chujiu always forgot to ask his precious disciple his real name.

She thought Ye Liangchen was her real name.
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