Chapter 475: Surprise
"Turn around!"
The guardian spirit's voice was cold, but there was a faint hint of inexplicable trembling.
Han Ming gritted his teeth and turned around nervously, although he didn't know what this guardian spirit was going to do, he had no right to refuse.
In this way, Han Ming turned around, and his gaze finally fell on the guardian spirit.
Although this guardian spirit is incomparably powerful, the spiritual power is surging, but its face is not very clear, vague, generally speaking, the stronger the spiritual power, the clearer the body will be, unless the body like the guardian spirit has been lost or corrupted, the memory of the spiritual consciousness continues to disappear, and the body will become more and more blurred.
Han Ming faintly saw a hint of familiarity between the vague eyebrows and eyes of this guardian spirit, but he couldn't remember where this familiar eyebrows came from for a while, but the world is so big, it is normal to have a few familiar eyebrows, he didn't take this to heart, but stared at the guardian spirit cautiously, his vitality flowing slowly, and he was on guard.
But this guardian spirit stared at Han Ming with a flickering light in his eyes, motionless, with a slight stunned expression on his face, and then his expression was slightly painful, as if he was trying to recall something.
"Senior ......" Han Ming took advantage of the fact that the guardian spirit's mind was a little unstable, and he had an idea, and said: "Senior, I didn't come here to inherit the War Emperor, as long as there is a useless body in this ice pool." ”
Han Ming's words suddenly woke the guardian spirit from the painful memories.
He didn't respond to Han Ming, but stared at Han Ming with a frown and asked, "What's your name?!"
Han Ming's face tightened, and after hesitating for a moment, he spoke: "Down, Han Ming!"
The guardian spirit's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were fixed on Han Ming, and his voice trembled slightly, "Who is your mother?!"
The look of doubt on Han Ming's face was even stronger, he looked at the guardian spirit at the moment, he was a little more sober, hesitated, and said truthfully: "My mother's name is Xu Rou. ”
"You !!"
When the guardian spirit heard Han Ming say his mother's name, his face suddenly swept up with a trace of irrepressible ecstasy, and his whole body trembled violently, and tears of spiritual energy condensed actually flowed from his eyes.
He stared at Han Ming excitedly, and his big hand couldn't help but touch Han Ming's head.
Han Ming saw that this guardian spirit suddenly seemed to be in confusion, and he was so indifferent and indifferent that he had such a violent mood swing, and suddenly poked his head into his head, which Han Ming was not afraid of.
This guardian spirit is a one-trick killing the existence of the Holy Body.
Han Ming's hair exploded suddenly, his whole body was full of vitality like a roar, his left hand held the wrist of his right hand at a lightning speed, and the golden lightning suddenly shone in the palm of his right hand.
Syllable!
Just when Han Ming's heart was extremely nervous, the big hand of the guardian spirit finally landed on the top of Han Ming's head.
"Ming'er, for so many years, you and your mother have worked hard!" The guardian spirit suddenly sighed, and looked at Han Ming lovingly with tears in his eyes, his voice was gentle and full of joy: "After so many years, thank God for letting me Han Chuxia still see my son in this situation!"
"Hahahahaha!" the guardian let out bursts of hearty ecstatic laughter, shaking the entire cold pool to ripple across the water.
Han Ming was stunned in place like five thunderbolts, unable to wake up from the shock for a long time.
Now he knew who the familiarity in the eyes of this guardian spirit was, and it turned out to be similar to his own face.
And the name Han Chuxia, Han Ming only heard it once from his mother's mouth when he was very young, but that time made Han Ming, who had no father since childhood, firmly remember it in his heart.
Han Chuxia is his father, and his father is Han Chuxia.
The reason why Han Ming wanted to enter the atrium realm so much was that he wanted to find the whereabouts of his father Han Chuxia, but he didn't expect it...... I didn't expect ......
"You really have to be my father, Han Chuxia !!" Han Ming's head was still a little dizzy, his eyes widened, and his body trembled slightly.
The "Bloodline ......" guardian spirit did not answer Han Ming directly, but released a wisp of spiritual power from his fingertips, pointed at Han Ming's eyebrows, and continued in his mouth: "Connected!"
The spiritual power of the guardian spirit pierced Han Ming's eyebrows, and the red blood flowed out of the wound, and the moment the blood flowed into contact with the spiritual power of the guardian spirit.
Han Ming suddenly felt an incomparably cordial familiarity, this kind of cordial familiarity came from the blood relatives whose blood was thicker than water, and it was definitely not an emotion that could be forged by any means.
"Father!!"
As soon as this word appeared in Han Ming's heart, his eyes couldn't help but burst into hot tears, and he looked at the guardian spirit in front of him, and his throat choked as if it was stuck in a fish bone.
A fatherless family knows the pain of fatherlessness.
Han Ming has worked hard since he was a child, but he doesn't want to be looked down upon and bullied by others for himself and his mother.
He still remembers that when he was a child, someone provoked and bullied him in the martial arts field, he angrily moved his hands and beat the fat boy all over the face, and later the fat boy's father found Han Ming, relying on his cultivation to be profound, and slapped Han Ming twice.
Han Ming gritted his teeth, held back his tears, and didn't say anything, but when he returned home, Xu Rou asked what was going on with the slap mark on his face, and he didn't say anything.
It's just that in the second half of the night, Han Ming ran off the bed barefoot, woke up his mother, cried profusely, and asked, "Mother, where did my father go?! Why do others have fathers, but I don't!"
Since then, Han Ming has known his father's name, and he also knows that he has no father behind him to rely on, and only by his own efforts can he and his mother Xu Rou not be bullied by others in the clan.
If you have no father, you are strong, and if you have no father, you are strong!
But this kind of strength and fierceness is also forced to be helpless.
At this time, Han Ming felt the warmth and familiarity of the blood connection, and the wish to see his father for many years suddenly came true, joy and happiness, moving and excitement, all kinds of emotions hit the heart, even Han Ming, who has always been strong, couldn't help but have red eyes and wanted to burst into tears.
"Father!!" This time Han Ming finally opened his mouth to call out, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who could no longer control his mind, and he was excited and didn't know what to do.
"Ming'er!" Han Chuxia burst into tears, and for a while, he was like Han Ming, a little happy and didn't know what to do, from the full expectation of doubting that Han Ming was his son, to the worry and fear before asking Han Ming's mother's name, and then to the moment when father and son recognized each other, he felt that the anxiety of his life was all in this few minutes.
He never dreamed that his spiritual sense was imprisoned here, and he could still meet his own son, you know, when Han Ming was just born, he had to leave the Han family, and he didn't participate in Han Ming's childhood at all.
He even dreamed of returning to the Han family and living with Xu Rou's son Han Ming, but after being plotted, his body was taken away, and his spiritual sense was banned from this place, he was depressed for a while, and it was worse than death, but he didn't expect God to open his eyes and let him meet his own son.
At the beginning, he thought that it was just his own illusion, where could there be such a coincidence in the world, but then he thought that if Han Ming inherited his physique, then he would definitely cultivate rapidly, and it would not be a coincidence to come to participate in this Vientiane Heavenly Gate.