The Continent of Cultivation and the Extreme Domain.

"Where is Di Mingjue? Did Di Mingjue come back?!"

Han Chujiu shouted as soon as he entered Lingxiao Palace.

The guards in the Jiyu frowned.

Someone couldn't help but shout loudly: "Rareless, the name of the Emperor, but you can scream at will? Han Chujiu, even if you are the Saint Ancestor Medicine King, you can't let my extreme realm come to berthless!"

Han Chujiu glared at the old man who was talking, his round eyes were bright and watery, and his whole face looked a little cute.

"Di Mingjue! Di Mingjue! Di Mingjue! Boy! Boy! Boy! I will scream, what's wrong with me? If you have the ability, come and bite me?"

"What's wrong with him being the Emperor? If I haven't seen him like Xiao Dou Ding back then? I tell you, when I was in the mainland, Di Mingjue was still pissing..."

Bang--!

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the forehead.

Han Chujiu grinned and was about to scold, "Who dares to hit me in the head?"

When he looked up and met Mr. Chang's angry face, he couldn't help but shut his mouth awkwardly.

Mr. Chang gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaojiu, how did you agree to me a few days ago?"

"Okay, okay! I'm calling him the Emperor, right?" Han Chujiu muttered, very dissatisfied, "I said nothing wrong, I've changed his urine with you..."

The last word disappeared from the murderous sight of Mr. Chang.

Han Chujiu touched his nose and did not dare to speak again.

Mr. Chang frowned and said, "Why did you come out of the Medicine King Palace again? In this way, the soul condensed into a solid body. Can your body bear it?"

Han Chujiu was immediately angry when he heard this: "Isn't this a blaming Di Mingjue... cough cough... Emperor, I'm so silly, I've been going to the Cultivation Continent for so long and haven't come back yet! My baby disciple doesn't know what's going on in the past few days, and I'm not going to have the inheritance space. Let this kid support my baby disciple, I don't know if he did it. Should he bully my disciple?"

When Mr. Chang saw him talking nonsense and keeping his disciples alone, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Han Chujiu is really a disciple of his dear!

I hold it in my hand and I am afraid of falling, and I am afraid of melting it when I hold it in my mouth.

However, Mr. Chang could also understand Xiaojiu's mood.

That fatal bet made Xiaojiu almost desperate.

The assessment of the Medicine King who stayed in the Tianguang Ruins of the Cultivation Continent is almost impossible to complete.

However, God gave Xiao Jiu a way out.

Someone really created a miracle in that assessment that no one could pass.

It brings a trace of light to Xiaojiu's dark and sunless life.

Not to mention Xiaojiu’s disciple, if possible, Mr. Chang would also want to meet this person in person.

I brought the best to her and thanked her for letting Xiaojiu survive in a desperate situation.

Mr. Chang chuckled and said, "Okay, since it is what the Lord promised you, it will definitely be completed. Is it impossible for you to support a mortal in the mere cultivation continent?

"Hmph, this is not accurate." Han Chujiu snorted coldly, "My disciple is so beautiful and so outstanding. Who knows whether Di Mingjue, the flower peacock, can't move his feet after seeing my disciple and rely on my disciple."

Old Mr. Chang twitched: "Xiao Jiu, you are too worried. You already have a sweetheart."

And compare the Lord to a flower peacock.

Only Xiaojiu has the courage in this world!
Chapter completed!