"Father, this exercise, you?"

Han Ling said.

Devouring the fire and burning the heavens, you can evolve the exercises infinitely.

Chiyan burst the trick, the intermediate level of the ground level, and the judgment is made from a high level.

"Hehe, Ling Er, I have been practicing the ancestral technique Chiyan Burst Technique for my father for nearly forty years, and I also have deep feelings for him."

Han Mo said with a smile.

It's just that there's a lot more to the smile.

Han Ling nodded slightly, his father's decision was the same as he had guessed.

This Flame Devouring Heaven Burning Technique is indeed a top-notch exercise.

Once the cultivation is successful, the future will naturally be immeasurable.

It's just that this cultivation method of devouring alien fire is too weird and terrifying.

Strange fire!

Even the Douhuang powerhouse is also an extremely feared alien fire!

Moreover, the alien fire is extremely rare, and it is a question whether it can be encountered.

Not to mention devouring it.

Han Mo is the head of the clan and the backbone of the entire Han family.

He can't fall!

Therefore, one cannot take the risk of devouring alien fire to cultivate this fire devouring heaven burning technique.

And he, Han Ling, is the young patriarch and the future patriarch.

Again, you can't take any chances and abandon your clansmen.

If they're just one person, there's nothing to worry about.

Then they would inevitably choose to cultivate the Fire Devouring Heaven Technique without hesitation.

Because they all have a strong heart, a heart that pursues the peak of vindictiveness.

"It's a pity that Chen'er is an ice attribute!"

"Otherwise, you can try this fire devouring technique."

Han Mo made a decision.

At the same time, he also knew that his eldest son Han Ling had the same decision as him.

Han Mo knew that Han Ling understood how he should make decisions as a young patriarch.

Hearing Han Mo's words, Han Ling frowned slightly, and was immediately relieved.

He knew that his father was not ruthless.

It's just that he pinned his dream on Han Chen.

As his son Han Mo, since he has no scruples, he should pursue the path of the peak of the peerless powerhouse's fighting spirit.

This was also a big reason why Han Mo was angry about Han Chen's non-cultivation back then.

"Huh?"

"Father, is Xiao Chen's attribute ice?"

Hearing his father talk about his attributes, Han Chen became interested.

"Well, it's indeed an ice attribute."

"Mr. Liu also helped you visit that day."

Han Mo nodded in affirmation.

"Woo woo, Xiao Chen can't eat strange fire!"

Han Chen was a little disappointed.

But then I seemed to remember something, and I was relieved.

Asked:

"Father, brother, do you want to practice this exercise?"

"No need, Chen'er, you can take this volume of exercises back."

"I'll give you a ring in a few days, and you can put this exercise in it."

"The ring should also be taken away."

"Remember, you didn't show us any exercises today, and only you know and have them."

"Of course, you can tell Sister Yue."

Han Mo solemnly admonished.

"Well, well."

"Brother, don't you cultivate this either?"

"Xiao Chen, it's too dangerous to devour the alien fire."

"Besides, the Chiyan Burst Technique that my father and I have cultivated is at the middle level of the ground level, and it is not low."

"Oh."

……

"Nasty stinky woman, stay away from me, what are you doing with me!"

"Your cousin Han Ling is practicing fighting skills with his father, you go find him."

"Hurry up, hurry up, go away, go away!"

On the branch of a big tree, Han Chen sat on his side, swaying his little feet.

He said impatiently while eating a banana.

He was so entangled by Han Jing that he couldn't stand it.

At this moment, there is only one way to betray his dear brother.

Han Jing took a step back and dodged the banana peel that Han Chen had casually dropped.

At this time, under the big tree was a banana peel.

Han Chen loves bananas, which is well-known throughout Bluestone City.

Han Ling even deduced from this and made a hypothesis:

"Humans evolved from apes."

Han Jing was a little depressed.

No, it should be extremely depressing.

Now thirteen years old, she is even more beautiful, delicate, and lovable.

A group of young people in the clan, even young people from other families in Bluestone City.

Even the entire Canglan Empire, an excellent young man, launched a crazy pursuit of her.

But the silver-haired guy in front of him ignored him.

It is even a disgust that cannot be avoided.

This made Han Jing, who was full of confidence in her beauty and even a little narcissistic, unbearable.

He is sinning, and he is going to be struck by thunder!

Han Jing herself didn't understand why she just wanted to pester Han Chen.

Is it the hope that arises from his indifference to himself that conquers him and thus proves his idea?

Or do you really like this nasty guy?

Han Jing is close to Han Ling.

It was induced and instigated by her father, mother, and grandfather.

She was a little reluctant.

But Han Ling's excellence made her slowly accept this "task".

Women always admire good, strong men.

Han Jing often told herself:

Cousin Han Ling is so good, erudite, powerful, genius, personable, handsome and chic, Yushu is in the wind, and he is suave.

It's also a good thing to be with him, which is the envy of countless girls!

Relatively speaking, Han Chen is always naughty and mischievous and does not want to make progress.

Compared to Han Ling, it is simply a heaven, an underground, a genius, and a waste wood!

Therefore, for Han Chen's inexplicable dislike for himself.

Except for a trace of dislike, Han Jing directly ignored it.

But on that day, Han Chen was the stubborn Third Elder Han Shen who was stubborn in just a few words.

showed the wisdom that was not inferior to Han Ling.

After that, he defeated Han Feng, who had reached the seven-stage fighting spirit, like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

Pick a group of young people.

In the end, Han Leng defeated the three-star fighter.

All this brought Han Jing great excitement and shock.

Unconsciously, Han Chen had left an extremely deep impression in her heart.

occupies an extremely important position.

even faintly surpassed Han Ling.

After realizing it later, Han Jing had a heartfelt feeling for Han Chen.

That's what real liking is, right?

Therefore, for Han Chen's disgust with himself.

Now Han Jing cares very much, she doesn't like it very much, and even her heart hurts, she feels distressed!

"Han Chen, why do you hate me so much?"

Han Jing asked resentfully.

"Why?"

"Uh-huh......"

Han Chen scratched his head and scratched his brains, but he couldn't say why.

"Look, you can't tell why, can you?"

Han Jing showed a hint of smugness and said with a smile.

"So what!"

Han Chen snorted lightly.

raised his head and stopped looking at Han Jing directly.

"Since you can't tell why, it means you don't hate me."

"Don't hate me anymore!"

Han Jing thought that the trick had succeeded, and said with a smile.

When I say the last sentence, it's like I'm being coquettish.

"You fart!"

"How can I not hate you, I hate you the most!"

"Don't talk to me in that tone, in that tone."

"Damn!"

"I'm disgusting!"

"You, you, you ......"

Han Jing was so angry that she couldn't do it.

was angry about it, and said unwillingly:

"Then just say it, why do you hate me!"

"I don't know!"

"That's not to hate me."

"You can't tell why you hate it, you just don't hate it!"

"You're not annoying, stinky woman!"

"Hate is hate, where do you get so much why?"

"Then let me ask you, why do you love beauty so much?"

"Why do you love beauty?"

"Because I love beauty!"

Han Jing replied reflexively.

As soon as she said the words, she regretted it.

"Why do you love beauty?"

"Because I love beauty!"

Han Jing said in Han Jing's tone.

"That's right, so, why do I hate you?"

"Because I hate you!"

"Hey, hey."

Han Chen smirked.

Stinky woman, not only nasty but also stupid, haha.

"Han Chen, you are hateful!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

Han Jing was devastated.

She has been cared for and cared for since she was a child, and everyone revolves around her, and everything is up to her.

When did she suffer such a grievance.

I couldn't help but tear my eyes, and then I burst into tears.

The appearance of pear blossoms with rain is a cute little woman.

"Cry, cry, cry, you cry fart!"

"It's noisy, I'm going to cry and cry elsewhere, don't bother me."

"What a nasty woman!"

"Get out, get out!"

Han Chen didn't care about Han Jing's appearance.

I have to say that Han Chen is indeed a guy who doesn't understand amorous customs.

Of course, he is only a thirteen-year-old child after all, and it is a bit difficult for him to understand the style.

He is not as precocious as his elder brother Han Ling, he is young and old.

……

This is just a small episode in Han Chen's life.

More often than not, he was concentrating on cultivation.

Although they didn't say it, Han Chen knew that his father and brother had expectations for him.

I can't let them down and let them down.

As early as when he was ten years old, his brother had already reached the eighth-stage fighting qi.

It is enough to be admitted to Roland College and go to see Sister Yue.

But he endured the pain of longing in order to wait for himself.

At the same time, going to see Sister Yue is also what Han Chen thinks.

Whether it was for his brother or himself, he had to work hard to cultivate.

In the past two years, Han Chen still controlled the Dou Qi Forger's own meridians, internal organs, muscles, cells, and bones.

The pain of forging is terrifying.

Even though he was suffering every day, Han Chen still did not have the slightest resistance to it, and the pain was always clear.

Even due to the improvement of his strength, Han Chen became more sensitive to pain, and the pain became more intense.

However, recently, Han Chen gradually noticed that the effect of Dou Qi's forging body was slowly weakening.

Han Chen faintly understood that his physical strength had reached a certain level.

Dou Zhiqi felt a little lacking in strength.

Han Chen, who is now fourteen years old, understands that he is about to break through recently.

In order to reach the eight-stage fighting qi, it is also qualified to apply for the Roland Academy.

And in the past three years, Han Ling has also cultivated hard, almost non-stop.

Han Ling, the Splitting Mountain Palm Fighting Technique, had been cultivating since he was eight years old, and his routine cultivation every morning had never stopped.

From every time Han Ling cultivated at the beginning, the flesh and blood of his palms were blurred, and later he could split off the corner of the boulder with one palm.

In the past six years, Han Ling has broken eight hundred, if not a thousand.