However, the moment he sensed this young man's aura, he felt indescribably friendly.

Because this is his precious disciple!

He said that as long as he could come out of Yaowang Palace, he would definitely find his precious disciple.

Han Chujiu cried with joy.

But before he could be happy for long, he realized that Han Jiaming wanted to take action against his precious disciple.

Are you kidding me?

What kind of treasure is his disciple? Can a dog like this be touched?

He even despises Di Mingjue, how can he like this kind of thing?

What is intolerable is unbearable.

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

If you dare to touch my precious disciple, then I will destroy you, the bastard turtle grandson.

I just didn't expect that Han Jiaming is also a ruthless character.

After realizing that [Seven Corpses Soul Erosion Powder] would erode his heart, he made an immediate decision and cut off his right hand.

Although he was severely injured in this way, the poison would not spread.

Han Chujiu gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard pervert dares to bully you. Master, go and ask the peacock to cut this bastard named Han into ten pieces."

After the scolding, Han Chujiu suddenly realized why Han Jiaming was also named Han.

When Nima cursed Han, didn't he also curse himself?

Not happy, super unhappy!

Muyan couldn't help but be amused by her lovely master.

But when she heard that he wanted to call Di Mingjue (in fact, Muyan still didn't understand how the Lord Junshang, who had always been serious about words and words, turned into a peacock in the eyes of the master), she still shook her head.

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

As she said that, she turned to look at Han Jiaming and raised her lips: "Young Master Han, have you done enough? Now let's talk about what you and the people behind you want to do by locking me here?"

Han Jiaming lowered his eyes for a while, then suddenly laughed softly.

"Jun Muyan is indeed Jun Muyan, a woman who can be favored by the Emperor of the Extreme Region. I shouldn't look down on you because of your low cultivation level and young age."

Muyan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

As expected, Han Jiaming already knew her identity.

How did he know?

"Do you know Zhongli?"

Han Jiaming raised his eyebrows, the look of surprise on his face getting even worse, "Do you even know Zhongli?"

"Zhongli", or Wen Zhe, has always boasted that he was a perfect undercover agent in the Demon Clan.

But now it seems that is not the case.

At least this princess, who had just come back not long ago, suspected that she had fallen in love with him in such a short period of time.

Han Jiaming looked like he was struggling in pain after taking the drug.

His expression was calm and relaxed, and his movements were graceful and calm. Even if one of his hands was broken, his grace was not diminished at all.

Han Chujiu stared at his face closely, and suddenly frowned slightly, with a somewhat surprised look on his face.

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

Han Jiaming chuckled, "I never thought there would be anyone in this world who remembers our ancestors."

After a pause, Han Jiaming turned his gaze to Muyan, "Speaking of which, our ancestor Han Ziqi's relationship with your sect of divine musicians is not very deep."

"If Baili Yinluo, the leader of the Kagura Sect, had not been too arrogant and offended most of the sects in the Immortal Continent, the Kagura Sect would not have become the target of public criticism, and my ancestor Han Ziqi would not have died to protect Baili Yinluo.

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Chapter completed!