Han Chujiu's whole body suddenly tensed.

Because he felt the [power of the curse].

But this [Power of Curse] is completely different from what he had encountered before, with no darkness or blood, and no malice.

Before Han Chujiu could rush forward to study the burning paper, a line of words appeared in the void.

"Your disciple is here."

With these five words, Han Chujiu immediately remembered why the breath that had just floated in from outside was familiar.

Because that was the spiritual power fluctuation breath of his precious disciple!

It’s really his dear baby disciple who is here!!

Then another line of words appeared in the void.

"The extreme guards won't let her in."

Han Chujiu couldn't even care about [The Power of the Curse].

He hurriedly took out his fake beard and stuck it on it, and didn't even bother to change his clothes, so he rushed out.

Clothes can not be changed, but the master's majesty must not be lost.

Although he had shown his true face several times in front of his baby disciple.

But for the first time we meet, we must leave the baby disciple with a good impression of being kind, kind and majestic!

Han Chujiu straightened his chest and sneered, "What is Han Jiaming? He wants to hurt his master, so he must have the ability! Good disciple, how did you come here? Are you tired on the road? Are you here to find your master? You should notify your master first, Master, please go and pick you up! Did someone make things difficult for you just now? Tell me, who is it! I dare to stop my precious disciple from letting her in?! Master must arrest them all as medicine men!!"

As he said that, Han Chujiu's cold and murderous gaze had already swept towards the guards.

Everyone in the guard team, including the Blackface Captain, was completely stunned at this time.

Perhaps some of them don’t know the Medicine King Han Chujiu.

But Han Chujiu's body cannot leave the Medicine King Hall.

However, his clone often flew around the imperial realm.

Even these monks from the guard team had never seen Han Chujiu's face.

This breath that often flies around and fluctuates violently in the sky is something that most people have felt.

Some new monks also made a fuss and reported it.

However, the old team members or commanders told me that this is the clone of the Medicine King. Everyone in the world is searching for it, but the Holy Ancestor, Medicine King is in their extreme realm. No one is allowed to spread it, nor is it disrespectful to the Medicine King. As for the Medicine King flying around in the imperial realm, sometimes it is too much to destroy it. That is why the Medicine King is losing his temper. If you want to take care of it, only Emperor and Mr. Chang can control it. It is enough that they just pretend that they didn't see it.

With such memories, coupled with this person just came from the core of the imperial domain, his cultivation level was so high.

Even if they did not deliberately exert their pressure, they had already made them tremble.

Combined with what he said, what else can I not understand?

This is Han Chujiu, the Saint Ancestor Medicine King.

At this time, Han Chujiu was asked about his well-being, and he wanted to be a young man holding his treasure in his palm, and really... he was the disciple of the Saint Ancestor Medicine King.

The black-faced captain fainted and his feet became soft, and he wanted to kneel down.

Huo Hongbao murmured: "I... I just said that Master Ye is very powerful. How could Master Ye lie? He is really the apprentice of the Medicine King, God!!"

Who in the imperial domain knows how high the status of the Holy Ancestor Medicine King is!

At this time, I knew that I had offended the Holy Ancestor Medicine King's precious disciples, and everyone felt that they were in darkness.

Just be expelled from the escort.
Chapter completed!