"Well, the kid is good, you two are good sons for the father, haha."

Han Mo touched the heads of his two sons and smiled.

He was also deeply satisfied with Han Ling's delicate thoughts.

With two such wonderful sons, as a father, what more could a husband ask for?!

The only drawback is that the mother of the two children is no longer alive.

Mu Yi, how are you doing there?

With the help of his father Han Mo, the first cultivation of Dou Qi reached a certain level, which made Han Chen extremely excited.

After dinner, Han Chen pulled his brother Han Ling into the stone room noisily and began to cultivate.

Han Mo was a little helpless about this.

He could only hope that this kid would not be hot for three minutes.

For cultivation, it is also very taboo to fish for three days and dry nets for two days.

But Han Ling was pleased.

The younger brother strives to be motivated, and it is the natural joy of being an older brother.

There are many elders in the Han clan, and most of them usually cultivate separately.

Therefore, very little is known about Han Chen's beginning of cultivation.

It's just that by chance, you will find that the clan seems to be a lot more deserted.

Only then did I find that Han Chen, the "little demon king", seemed to have disappeared for many days, but I felt a little empty in my heart.

There is no nail in the stone chamber.

Han Chen didn't disappoint Han Mo this time.

For a whole month, in addition to eating, bathing and other trivial chores, he was actually addicted to cultivation, and even slept was omitted.

In Han Chen's words, "Cultivation is the best sleep, uh, but I really miss Sister Chunlan's thighs a little." ”

In just one month, Han Chen had broken through the first stage of Dou Qi and reached the second stage of Dou Qi.

This made Han Mo very happy, and Han Ling felt a little embarrassed about this, but more joyful and relieved.

You must know that it took Han Ling nearly a year to enter the second stage of Dou Qi at the beginning.

On this day, Han Ling and Han Chen woke up from their cultivation at the same time, and the telepathy between the brothers can be seen from this.

"Xiao Chen, everything is too much, you have been cultivating for a whole month, go out and breathe."

Han Ling said with a smile.

"Well, okay."

Han Chen hesitated for a moment and agreed.

He knew that his brother was always right.

When the two brothers walked out of the house, it was already three poles in the morning.

After some deliberation, it was decided to go to the market in the city.

As one of the largest families in the Canglan Empire, the Han family's power can be imagined.

Therefore, the bluestone city where the Han family's base camp is located completely belongs to the Han family.

Han Mo, the patriarch of the Han family, was the Duke of the Empire, and Bluestone City was his fief.

Bluestone City is located in the southeastern border of the Canglan Empire.

It is located on an official road with extremely developed commerce, and it is the only way to travel to and from business, so it is very prosperous.

The cultivation style in the clan is strong, so the two brothers didn't see many people along the way, so they went straight out of the Han family's gate.

The four guards stood majestically at the gate.

Han Ling looked at the bustling scene on the street with a light smile on his face, and that appearance really had a father's demeanor.

On the other hand, Han Chen was holding a handful of bananas in one hand, peeling and eating while walking, laughing and shouting from time to time.

In this regard, Han Ling was three points helpless and seven points happy.

The younger brother is happy, and he is naturally happy.

The stall vendors on both sides of the street greeted the two brothers with "the eldest young master of the Han family, the younger young master of the Han family".

After all, the fiefdom of the two brothers in this bluestone city was accidentally annoyed, the tax increase is small, and human life is big!

"Tut, look at this Han family's eldest young master."

"That look, that style, that style, that smile."

"It's really carved out of the same mold as the Duke."

"It's really a tiger father without a dog!"

"The young master of the Han family is not bad."

"Look at that smile, how innocent, how kind!"

The crowd watched the two brothers talking.

Most of them are praise and envy, but no one dares to point fingers.

The two brothers wandered all the way, and when they passed a medicinal herb shop, Han Ling stopped.

"Xiao Chen, I'll go in and take a look, maybe I can find a trace of rare medicinal herbs."

"You go somewhere else first, remember, don't make trouble."

Han Ling knew that his younger brother was not interested in such things as medicinal herbs, so he didn't force him.

"Mmmm, brother go find it, I'll buy rock sugar gourds to eat, do you want it?"

Han Chen swallowed a mouthful of banana and said.

"No, you can eat."

Han Ling smiled and shook his head and walked into the herb shop.

Han Chen was not verbose, and continued to eat while walking, strolling along the way.

As I walked, I suddenly heard a commotion in front of me.

"There's a lot of fun, hehe!"

Han Chen's eyes lit up, and he ran towards the crowd excitedly with the remaining half bunch of bananas.

"Let one go, let one go."

Han Chen came out of the crowd, but because he was small and short, he was full of ass of different sizes.

So he shouted and squeezed into the crowd, and at the same time protected the banana with one hand, for fear of being squeezed out and trampled on by his feet.

Although Han Chen was small, he was born with divine power, so it was not difficult to squeeze through the crowd.

Those people who watched the excitement were watching the excitement, and they were naturally very angry when they were squeezed, so they wanted to turn around and scold.

But as soon as he saw that it was the young master of the Han family, who was loved and feared by everyone, he exclaimed with a flattering smile:

"Hello Young Master Han!"

"Good, good, good."

Han Chen just wanted to squeeze into the crowd to watch the excitement, so he said perfunctorily with some impatience.

If it weren't for his brother Han Ling telling him not to make trouble, Han Chen would have kicked these nasty ghosts who obstructed his vision one by one with his buttocks in his hands, where would he still squeeze them.

It took a lot of effort, and finally squeezed into the crowd.

Han Chen stared around with wide eyes.

It turned out that there were more than a dozen children about the same age as Han Chen in the crowd.

The first one looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a rich robe trimmed with gold.

Han Chen knew this boy, his name was Zhang Liang, and he was the only son of Cheng Cheng, the city governor of Bluestone City.

Qingshi City was originally not the lord of the Han family's fiefdom, but Zhang Cheng was the lord of the city.

At that time, the Zhang family was the soil emperor of Bluestone City.

Because of the geographical advantages of Bluestone City, it is a rich city.

As the lord of the city, Zhang Cheng naturally used his power to make a lot of money.

But since Bluestone City became the fief of the Han family, although the city lord is still Zhang Cheng, the oil and water naturally belong to the Han family.

The Zhang family, who was cut off by the Han family, naturally hated the Han family.

But now Zhang Cheng has been stripped of his rights, and he is just hanging the name of the city lord, how can he fight with the Han family?

The dozen or so children were now surrounding an old man lying on the ground in the corner.

Dancing with his hands, pointing and pointing, his mouth is full of foul words and swear words that are not in the flow.

Suddenly, the old man turned over, faced the corner, turned his back to the crowd, and continued to sleep.

The snoring was like thunder, as if he had never heard the children's insults or seen the crowd of onlookers.

But when he turned over, the children were so frightened that they hurriedly screamed and retreated.

"This old guy is blind, deaf and deaf?"

"Why didn't there be any reaction at all!"

One of them spoke.

Then Chong Zhang Liang asked:

"Boss, what should I do?"

Zhang Liang thought about it, bent down and picked up a small pebble, and said:

"Smash him!"

After saying that, he threw the stone at the old man.

The stone hit the old man, but it had no effect.

More than a dozen children followed Zhang Liang's example, shouting, "Stoned him!" ”

One by one, they picked up the stones and threw them at the old man.

However, the stone smashed on the old man like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no response.

Han Chen looked at Zhang Liang's group of children, and said disdainfully while eating bananas:

"Childish, idiot!"

Seeing that the old man still didn't react, Zhang Liang and the others also gave up throwing stones.

After a while, Zhang Liang seemed to have made a lot of determination.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped aside and picked up a stone the size of his head.

He walked towards the old man with an evil smile on his face.

There was a burst of cold air in the crowd, and they all muttered in their hearts:

This son of the city lord is really ruthless!

"Alas, this old man is going to be unlucky!"

"Who's to say it isn't."

"Alas, it's ...... to be so ruthless at a young age."

"You be quiet, tell Zhang Gongzi to listen, be careful that your life is not guaranteed."

"Yes, yes, yes."

There was a discussion in the crowd, most of which expressed sympathy for the old man, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Who let the murderer be the son of the city lord!

Who would dare to provoke such an identity?

If you provoke it, it is small to be beaten by fat, and you may lose your life.

Ordinary people, who cares if you live or die?!

Seeing Zhang Liang like this, Han Chen couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart:

This guy is more ruthless than my little demon king, he is Nai's!

Han Chen peeled a banana and swallowed it in three or two bites.

threw the banana peel in his hand on the road in front of Zhang Liang without a trace.

The location was just right, right where Zhang Liang landed next.

At the same time, the timing is extremely accurate.

Just when Zhang Liang's feet were raised and about to fall, his companion wanted to remind him, but it was too late.

As soon as Zhang Liang stepped on it, he slipped and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the stone fell, but fortunately it did not hit him.

But a sharp corner of the stone cut his calf, and Zhang Liang screamed in pain.

The shouts of "whoa, whoa" sounded at the same time as a burst of unbridled and innocent laughter.

"Hahaha......"

"Who's laughing?!"

One of Zhang Liang's doglegs said angrily.

This opportunity to show faithfulness is seized.

"Hey, I'm laughing, what's wrong? Want to beat me? ”

Han Chen was not afraid, and stepped forward with a smile with great heroism

"You ......"

"Well, it turned out to be the little son of the Han family."

"Hehe, the little boy laughed."

"Even if you have ten or eight dares, you won't dare to beat you!"

The dog was about to scold, but when he saw that it was Han Chen, he took back the word "Made".

Zhang Liang stood up with the support of a few followers, and when he saw that it was Han Chen, he was also stunned.

looked around for a while, and saw that Han Chen was the only one, but he was relieved and said fiercely:

"It turned out to be Xiao Chen, the little son of the Han family!"

deliberately accentuated the word "Xiaochen", but there was no laughter he expected.

Jokes, as long as the person present is a normal person, who dares to make fun of the little son of the Han family?!

"Hmph, you don't deserve to be called Xiaochen!"

Han Chen sneered.