Han Chujiu snorted coldly: "If you ask me to detoxify, I will detoxify? Don't think you are the master of the extreme realm, I will listen to you."

Di Mingjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body exuded a faint chill.

Han Chujiu took a step back instinctively, and his snow-white cheeks bulged slightly.

Haven't seen each other for several years.

The little baby Di Mingjue's cultivation progressed so quickly.

Now his strength has surpassed the previous master of the Jiyu, right?

Just as he was thinking, a angrily shout came from his ears: "Xiaojiu, don't make a fuss, why don't you meet you quickly!"

Han Chujiu's scalp became numb when he heard this sound. He turned around and saw Mr. Chang angrily landing in front of him.

Without waiting for him to resist, he grabbed his collar and directly pressed him to salute Di Mingjue, "Your Majesty, Xiaojiu is rude, please don't be surprised!"

Han Chujiu said angrily: "I have never even worshiped his father, why should I worship him? The Medicine King Hall has always been independent of the extreme emperor's rule and is not subject to any generation of emperors. I don't need to worship him at all, nor do I need to obey his orders and treat his people."

Di Mingjue waved his hand and signaled Mr. Chang to let go.

A smile slowly appeared on his handsome face, which was as cold as a glacier.

However, this smile can clearly confuse all living beings, and is not as beautiful as mortals.

Han Chujiu shivered inexplicably.

"The Medicine King means that if you don't take a fairy medicine from Jidi in the future, you don't need Jidi to collect rare treasures for you? In the future, the alchemy furnace will explode, and Jidi will not bother you to find a top weapon refiner to build it again, right?"

The man's voice was calm and calm, and it sounded like a high statement, without any threat.

Han Chujiu suddenly became depressed, this was a threat! And he just grabbed his weakness!

"Okay, okay! Isn't it just a ghoul poison? I'll just solve it for you!"

After saying that, he squatted down.

The hands that stretched out were still white and tender, and a little chubby, looking like white buns, very cute.

But even with such a pair of hands with a little baby fat, I don’t know what I had twisted my fingertips. I sprinkled it on the almost dying monk in the Yanyue tribe, and the monk’s immortal power no longer dissipated, and his blue-white face shining with death gradually improved.

After rescuing this trickiest one, Han Chujiu was too lazy to do it himself and threw it to Han Ye a bottle of pill, "Feat them yourself, each one, if you feed it too much, you will be poisoned to death, don't come to me."

Han Ye thanked him repeatedly.

Han Chujiu curled his lips, but he was still unhappy, but he was already a little scared of Di Mingjue and did not dare to shout to him.

He had to say to Han Ye: "You boy, I will send me a hundred kinds of prepared immortal medicines to the Medicine King Hall within seven days. If there is one less, haha, be careful that I will go to the well water of your Yanyue tribe in the middle of the night to poison it."

"A hundred kinds in seven days?! Is there still a solution?!" Han Ye was so scared that he almost smashed the pills in his hand.

There was a look of crying on his face, "My Pharmacy King, the price of your pill is too expensive!"

Han Chujiu sneered: "My elixir is hard to find in the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent. If you can get a whole bottle, aren't satisfied? Then why not return it to me now."

Han Ye suddenly didn't dare to say much.

Mr. Chang sighed and said, "Xiaojiu, you have a real temper. The Medicine King Palace is so big, but you just don't want to help a boy maid, and you have to do everything yourself."
Chapter completed!