She became the little Jiaojiao of the villain tyrant

Chapter 109 I Owe Her Life
Forget about the Dark Pavilion.

After Ye Han came back, he briefly bandaged the wound in his room, changed his clothes, and then went to find someone.

Foster father Ai Jie, if he goes directly, I'm afraid it will make him angry.

Walking through the quiet and winding corridors, everyone who met on the road bowed and said respectfully: "Young master!"

With a cold and serious face, the young man walked past, as sharp as a sharp sword out of its sheath, making people dare not look at him closely.

Young Master Wuyou, adopted son of Zhuge You, the master of Wangyou Pavilion, is also the most ruthless and sharpest sword in his hand.

He acts fiercely and treacherously, and his methods are three points more cruel than his adoptive father.

Two years ago, he single-handedly destroyed Chuuxuelou, the number one killer organization in the world at that time, and then disappeared without a trace.

It was rumored in the Jianghu that he and the landlord Chuuxue died together, but only the important cadres of Wangyou Pavilion knew that he was only seriously injured and went to recuperate.

When he arrived, a scholar dressed in white in the pavilion was playing the piano.

He stood in the porch and didn't go in until the song was over.

"Father."

Zhuge You withdrew his hands and smiled: "I'm back."

When the young man approached, his smile faded slightly: "Why don't you come here after the injury is healed."

The young man's long eyelashes concealed his dark eyes, making it impossible to see his emotions: "It's just a small injury."

"Small injury?" Zhuge You raised his eyebrows: "In three days, he broke through hundreds of levels and escaped. No matter how bad the people in the dungeon are, they were also among the top ten assassins in the Jianghu back then. neck suicide?"

Ye Han was still calm: "It's just luck."

"Luck," Zhuge You couldn't help laughing again: "I'm afraid there will be no five people in the world who are as lucky as you. Han'er, don't underestimate yourself."

Ye Hanshi: "It's my adoptive father who taught me well. After breaking through the seventh layer of Xuanming Jue, my skill greatly increased, so I was able to break through."

"That's right, Xuan Mingjue is naturally unparalleled in the world!"

Zhuge You's eyes glowed brightly and hotly, which is the supreme obsession with martial arts: "Just wait for you to practice Xuanming Jue to the last level, and you will be invincible in this world!"

Ye Hanshi suddenly took a step back at this moment, and knelt down:

"Han'er begged his adoptive father to give him the medicine Zihuan Dan."

Zhuge You was stunned with a smile: "For the little girl you took away today?"

The master of the Wangyou Pavilion has exquisite seven orifices and can see people's hearts. Ye Hanshi was not surprised that his adoptive father would guess.

"She saved me, and I owe her my life."

"She saved you?" Under Zhuge You's puzzled gaze, Ye Han briefly told about Ji Nuan.

After listening to the clinker, the adoptive father only said one sentence:

"It seems you like her very much."

He retorted subconsciously: "I don't like her!"

The adoptive father didn't seem to hear it, and sighed with emotion:

"Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, Han'er has reached the age of thinking of spring. Being a father is very gratifying."

"Father!" Ye Han was anxious: "I don't mean that to her, she's just annoying!"

"Annoying spirit?" Zhuge You looked down at him with meaningful eyes, "But based on what I know about you, if you don't like her, you won't even allow her to come close, so how can you tolerate her pestering you all the time?"

Ye Han's voice was unsteady: "I was injured at that time..."

Zhuge You shook his head: "At first I was worried that no one would be able to control you after I died. Now it seems that this little girl appeared at the right time. If there is a chance, I really want to see her..."

Ignoring the teasing, Ye Han was keenly aware that his tone was wrong: "Father, why do you say such things?"

(End of this chapter)