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Chapter 904 The difference between Han Huang and the loneliness of the demon god

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    "I bully you? You are so powerful, who dares to bully you?"

    Han Qing'er was not in a good mood, she really had nothing to do with this brother, she was always very annoying when getting along, but after the two got into trouble, Han Huang would always be the first to come to her, staring at her seriously  She, let her soften her heart easily.

    It is said that they are brothers and sisters, but they are actually more like brothers and sisters.

    Han Jue lifted Han Huang up.

    "What do you want to do! Let me go!"

    Han Huang struggled and waved his hands, wanting to resist, but unfortunately his hands were too short to touch Han Jue.

    He has free mana all over his body, but he still doesn't know how to cast supernatural spells.

    Han Juedao: "You brat, don't always bully my sister. You are like this, and you even dare to admit that you are bullying my sister."

    Han Huang shouted: "I don't call it bullying, I just chatted with her normally, what I said was from my heart, and I didn't scold her, so why is it considered bullying? Aren't we talking about other people?"

    Han Qing'er said angrily: "Father, this kid actually wants to slaughter the chaotic beings. He thinks that he is born to be superior to others. You say it is annoying or not."

    Han Huang said aggrievedly: "What's the matter? I think the disciples in the dojo are all weak, so I'm just a little higher than them? Even if this is the case here, is it true that the chaotic beings are stronger than me?"

    Han Qing'er choked.  .

    Born to be comfortable, who can compare with such a starting point?

    She suddenly realized something.

    I really can't think about Han Huang with the thinking of mortals or gods.

    Seeing Han Huang's expression, Han Qing'er couldn't help feeling how small she was.

    Han Jue mentioned Han Huang and asked, "Do you want to go to the Immortal World?"

    As soon as this remark came out, Han Huang's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly: "I want to! I want to! Father! Take me there!"

    Han Qinger also became interested, and looked at Han Jue expectantly.

    Han Jue waved his sleeves and brought the siblings back to the main ashram. He sealed the cultivation bases of Han Huang and Han Qing'er, so that the free saints would not be able to enter the way of heaven.

    He entered the fairyland with a split soul, and his method of transformation was unpredictable, and neither Han Qing'er nor Han Huang noticed that he switched to a split soul.

    A family of three walked in the fairyland, and they went to places with many people and monsters. Han Qing'er was extremely excited and kept introducing various things along the way to Han Huang.

    At first, Han Huang was also very excited, but he calmed down after a while.

    A few days later.

    Han Huang interrupted the eloquent Han Qing'er, and said impatiently: "That's it, it's not fun at all, father, when shall we go back?"

    Han Jue pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why isn't it fun? Don't you think it's new?"

    Han Huang shook his head.

    Han Qing'er also looked at him in confusion, thinking back then, she came to the fairyland when she was young, and she was still full of interest after ten years, why is this little brother so different?

    Han Huang curled his lips and said: "It's not new at all. They just look the same as us, but they are actually different. How are they different from the flowers, plants, insects and ants on the roadside?"

    Han Huang frowned.

    For some reason, Han Jue saw a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

    This kid is a bit interesting.

    Have such emotions at such a young age?

    It's right to think about it carefully, but now he is the only Primordial Demon God in this world.

    Han Huang was very excited at first, just looking for the aura of the same kind, but after walking for so long, he didn't come across the aura of the Primordial Demon God, so he was naturally lost.

    Han Qing'er is not the Primordial Demon God, after all, he is still a human being. Looking around, they are all of the same race, so naturally everything is new.

    Han Huang felt extremely uncomfortable, even disgusted.

    Han Jue smiled, waved his sleeves and took the siblings back.

    Return to the third dojo.

    Han Qing'er left the Taoist temple with regret, but Han Huang did not.

    He stood in front of Han Jue with his head down.

    Han Jue meditated on the thirty-sixth grade reincarnation black lotus, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Huang'er?"

    Han Huang raised his head, stared at Han Jue charmingly, and said, "Father, why is my aura different from yours? Am I really your child?"

    Han Jue smiled and said: "Of course it is. Your mother has been pregnant with you for millions of years and just gave birth to you. How can you not be our child?"

    "Then my breath and you"

    "I used to be just like you, but then I became stronger."

    Han Jue simply explained that regarding the matter of the Primordial Demon God, he had to wait for Han Huang to grow up before telling him.

    Anyway, Han Jue will not let Han Huang go out alone for the time being.

      The identity of the Primordial Demon God is too sensitive, at least let this kid have the power to protect himself, and it is best to practice by his side until the Dao is supreme.

    When Han Huang heard it, he breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his chest, looking very cute, not at all scary like the Primordial Demon God.

    Han Jue raised his hand, took him into his arms, and said, "Huang'er, you are indeed born extraordinary, but remember, there are always the strongest people in this world who are stronger than you. When you grow up,  You have to practice hard and don't slack off."

    Han Huang raised his head and asked curiously, "Father, how strong are you?"

    Han Jue laughed and said, "It's better than you anyway."

    "Indeed, when you hit me, I couldn't resist."

    "What? You still want to resist?"

    "hey-hey¡­¡­"

    Han Huang scratched his head and smirked, Han couldn't help pinching his face.

    It's strange to say that Han Huang's personality is weirder than Han Tuo's and Han Qing'er's, but he likes Han Huang the most inexplicably.

    It's not because of qualifications, but because of eyesight.

    The father and son started chatting, which is rarely an opportunity.

    Han Huang felt that his father was more gentle than usual, which made him very fond of it. After some conversation, in his heart, Han Jue's status had surpassed that of Han Qing'er.

    As for Xing Hongxuan, he is busy practicing, so he is rarely seen.

    A few years later.

    Han Huang, who had just turned ten years old, began to practice on his own, but there was no orthodox method of practice, which somewhat insulted the aptitude of the Primordial Demon God, so Han Jue called him to teach him the Way of Jiyuan.

    Under the old tree.

    Sitting beside Han Qing'er, Qing Luan'er sighed: "Huang'er started practicing at such a young age, the boy's family is really different. Back then, you were forced to practice by your father."

    Han Qing'er pursed her lips and said, "Second brother has good aptitude, and he has a high sense of accomplishment from practicing, so he naturally likes to practice."

    Qingluan'er gave her a blank look, knowing that this girl was talking again.

    At this time, Han Huang ran out of the Taoist temple in a hurry, came to Han Qing'er, and said: "Qing'er, I just learned a magical power, do you want to learn from it?"

    Hongmeng Demon God's aptitude is extraordinary, and within half a year, he walked on the Jiyuan Avenue and acquired a supernatural power.

    Ten-year-old Han Huang is already a handsome young man with an imposing appearance.

    Han Qing'er said angrily: "Is my brother going to bully my sister?"

    This kid is a saint of freedom, how could she beat him.

    For some reason, Han Qing'er thought of Jiang Jueshi inexplicably.

    Jiang Jueshi is also at ease, in this universe, he doesn't know if he can take care of Han Huang.

    Han Huang sighed and said: "Without opponents, I don't know my strength. The disciples in the dojo are too weak, and I'm afraid of killing them."

    Han Qing'er said: "You want to find an opponent? Just outside the dojo, there is a disciple of my father named Jiang Jueshi, who is also in the realm of freedom. Go and ask your father to let you fight against that Jiang Jueshi."

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