Han Chujiu blew out his beard and stared: "Go away, you people from Di Ming Jue should stay away from my good disciple. What else is there to tell her why? Can my good disciple come to see me?"
Xinglang is Di Ming Jue's top fan.
Others are afraid of Han Chujiu, so they dare not fight with him.
Xinglang is usually better, but as soon as he touches Di Ming Jue, even the king of heaven would dare to be rude.
"Miss Jun is the future hostess of Jiyu, so she is here to see Dijun, what does it have to do with you?"
Ouch, this kid actually dares to choke on himself.
Han Chujiu put his hands on his hips, and said angrily: "I'm her master, what is Di Ming Jue? My good disciple came to Jiyu, of course he came to see me!"
Xinglang sneered: "When you talk about a master, you only teach alchemy. What else can you teach? Don't say that Miss Jun already has a master in the cultivation continent. At most, you can only call Ninth Master. Just teach Miss Jun The little martial uncle of swordsmanship has a much higher status in Miss Jun's heart than you. What qualifications do you have to compare with our master?"
Han Chujiu: "..."
His eyes were red with anger, and he rolled up his sleeves to poison this arrogant bastard to the point where he couldn't take care of himself.
While laughing, Muyan pulls her old urchin master back with a headache.
Just about to say a few words to appease.
The man next to Han Chujiu yelled excitedly, "So you are the Jun Muyan who made your lord almost blow up the passage of the space barrier! Hello sister-in-law, my name is Sunglasses, and I belong to you. Cousin, you can count as your younger brother. Sister-in-law, you look so good-looking, you have to cover me from now on!"
Muyan's eyes fell on this man in fine clothes, and found that this man was a little... hard to describe.
His appearance is extremely tall and straight, masculine and handsome.
But the clothes he was wearing were gaudy, like a dandy or a celebrity in the mortal world.
There was even smeared powder on the face, which made the originally good handsome face look gaudy.
Cough... Di Ming Jue's cousin, this style of painting seems a bit unbearable to look at directly!
She smiled and nodded, "Hello..."
"What's so good!" Han Chujiu interrupted Muyan angrily, stared at her sunglasses, and said angrily, "Who is with your sister-in-law? My good boy said that he would marry Di Ming Jue, a flower peacock. Did you get rid of Di Ming Jue's so many rotten peach blossoms? The marriage contract was not set, the dowry was confiscated, the three-life contract was not concluded, my good disciple has nothing to do with Di Ming Jue, don't you stay there and grow up with my sister-in-law Sister-in-law is short."
Sun Jingcheng looked at Han Chujiu sadly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.
Xinglang blushed angrily and wanted to refute, but was pulled back by the sunglasses.
"Cough, King of Medicine, this sister-in-law is not a sister-in-law, let's discuss it later. We came here because we want to ask you for help. I listen to the beast for some reason, sometimes irritable, and sometimes extremely weak. The doctor came to see After passing, I didn’t see anything famous.”
"We don't dare to bother you in the Yaowang Palace on weekdays. Now that you are here, why don't you help Di Ting take a look? You also know that the safety of Di Ting is related to the survival of Jiyu."
Han Chujiu frowned. When he heard that it was about Di Ting, he didn't argue with the two of them anymore, but said in a deep voice, "Take me to have a look."
Sunglasses Cheng glanced at Muyan with some hesitation.