Han Chujiu coldly snorts: "If you want me to detoxify, then I will? Don't think that just because you are the Master of the Polar Domain, I will listen to you. "
Di Ming Jue slightly narrows his eyes, his body exudes a faint chill.
Han Chujiu instinctively takes a step back, his snow-white cheeks slightly bulge.
It's been a few years.
Di Ming Jue, this baby's cultivation progress is so fast.
Now, his strength has already surpassed the previous Master of the Polar Domain, right?
As he is thinking, he suddenly hears an angry shout: "Little Jiu, don't mess around, quickly greet Jun Shang!"
When Han Chujiu hears this voice, his scalp tingles. He turns his head and sees Elder Chang angrily landing in front of him.
Without waiting for him to resist, he grabs his collar and directly salutes Di Ming Jue, "Jun Shang, Little Jiu is rude, please don't take offense!"
Han Chujiu angrily says: "This old man hasn't even paid respects to his father, why should I pay respects to him? The Medicine King Hall has always been independent of the Polar Domain's Emperor lineage, and is not bound by any Emperor. This old man doesn't need to pay respects to him, nor listen to his orders, nor treat his people. "
Di Ming Jue waves his hand, motioning Elder Chang to let go of him.
His handsome face, like that of a god, but also as cold as a glacier, slowly blooms into a smile.
It's just that, this smile can clearly turn all living things upside down, it's so beautiful that it's not like a mortal's.
Han Chujiu inexplicably shudders.
"What Medicine King means is, in the future, if you don't take an immortal medicine from the Polar Domain, you don't need to collect rare treasures for you? In the future, if the alchemy furnace explodes, you won't have to trouble the Polar Domain to find a top refiner to reforge it for you, right? "
The man's voice is calm and calm, it sounds like a statement from a high position, without the slightest hint of threat.
Han Chujiu suddenly wilts, this is a threat! And it's pinching his weak spot!
"Okay, okay! Isn't it just Bi poison? This old man will cure it for you! "
After that, he crouches down.
The hand he stretches out is still white and tender, and also a little chubby, looking like a white steamed bun, looking particularly cute.
But it was this pair of hands with a little baby fat that sprinkled something on the dying cultivator of the Falling Moon Tribe. The cultivator's immortal energy stopped dispersing, and his pale face gradually turned better.
After saving the most troublesome person, Han Chujiu was too lazy to do it herself. She directly threw a bottle of pills to Han Ye: Feed them yourself, one for each person. If you feed them too much, they will be poisoned to death. Don't come to me.
Han Ye repeatedly thanks him.
Han Chujiu curled his lips, he was still unhappy, but he was somewhat afraid of Di Ming Jue, so he didnt dare to yell at him.
He can only say to Han Ye: "You, kid, send me a hundred kinds of processed Immortal Medicines to the Medicine King Hall within seven days. If even one of them is missing, hehe, this old man will go to your Falling Moon Tribe's well in the middle of the night and poison it. "
"A hundred in seven days?! Han Ye is so scared that he almost drops the Elixir in his hand.
His face looks like he's about to cry, "Master Medicine King, the price of your Elixir is too expensive!"
Han Chujiu sneers: "This old man's Elixir is hard to find in the entire Xiuxian Continent. You can get a whole bottle, and you're still not satisfied? Why don't you return it to this old man now? "
Han Ye doesn't dare to say anything more.
Elder Chang sighs and says: "Little Jiu, your temper is really. That Medicine King Hall is so big, but you refuse to recruit even a maidservant. You want to do everything by yourself. "
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