Chapter 4302
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However, when he sensed this youngster's aura, he felt an indescribable familiarity.
Because this is his precious apprentice ah!
He said that as long as he can come out of the Medicine King Hall, he will be able to find his precious apprentice.
Han Chujiu cried with joy.
But before he could be happy for long, he noticed that Han Jiaming wanted to lay his hands on his precious apprentice.
Are you kidding me?
What kind of peerless treasure is his apprentice? Is it something that this kind of dog pervert can touch?
He even dislikes Di Ming Jue, how can he like this kind of thing?
This is unbearable.
Han Chujiu immediately took out the [Seven Corpses Soul Eroding Powder] from the inheritance space, regardless of the consumption of her soul.
You dare to touch my precious apprentice, then I will waste your turtle grandson.
She just didn't expect that Han Jiaming was also a ruthless character.
After realizing that the [Seven Corpses Soul Eroding Powder] will erode his heart, he decisively cut off his right hand.
In this way, although he was seriously injured, the poison will not spread.
Han Chujiu gritted her teeth and said: "This bastard pervert dares to bully you. Master will call Flower Peacock and let him cut this bastard surnamed Han into eight or ten pieces."
After scolding, Han Chujiu suddenly realized why this Han Jiaming was also surnamed Han.
When he scolded Han, didn't that mean he was scolding himself as well?
Not good, super bad!
Muyan couldn't help but be amused by her lovely Master.
But when she heard that he wanted to call Di Ming Jue (In fact, Muyan still hasn't figured out how the always serious Jun Shang-daren became Flower Peacock in her Master's mouth), she shook her head.
"I'm afraid we can't get out of this room now."
With that, she turned to look at Han Jiaming and hooked up her lips: "Young Master Han, are you done acting? Now you can talk about it, what do you and the people behind you want to do by locking me in here? "
Han Jiaming lowered his eyes for a while, then he suddenly laughed.
"Jun Muyan is indeed Jun Muyan, a woman who can be fancied by the Emperor of the Polar Domain. I shouldn't look down on you because of your low cultivation and young age."
Muyan's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Han Jiaming really knew her identity.
How did he know?
"You know Zhong Li?"
Han Jiaming raised his eyebrows, and the astonishment on his face deepened. "You even know about Zhong Li?"
"Zhong Li", or rather, Wen Zhe, had always boasted that his undercover work among the demons was flawless.
But from the looks of it, that wasn't the case.
At least, this princess who had just returned not long ago actually suspected him in such a short time.
At this moment, Han Jiaming didn't look like he was struggling in pain after being drugged.
His expression was calm and his movements were graceful and calm. Even though he had lost a pair of hands, it did not diminish his elegance in the slightest.
Han Chujiu stared at Xiao Tianyaos face, but suddenly, she slightly frowned. Her face showed a bit of surprise.
"What does Han Ziqi have to do with you?"
Han Jiaming chuckled. "I didn't think that there would still be someone in this world who remembers my ancestor."
After a pause, Han Jiaming's gaze turns to Muyan, "Speaking of which, my ancestor Han Ziqi doesn't have a deep relationship with your Shen Musicians."
"At that time, if it weren't for the Head Musician of the Shen Music School, Baili Yinlou, being too arrogant and offending most of the sects and families in the Xiuxian Continent, the Shen Music School would not have become the target of public criticism. My ancestor Han Ziqi would not have died to protect Baili Yinlou."
"Once my ancestor died, the Shen Music School collapsed."
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