Xue Qinghe listened to She Long's story, nodded slightly, looked at Jun Xuehan, and said, "It is really rare that you can win against Yu Tianheng, and it is a rare phenomenon for a one-ring soul master to overstep and defeat a great soul master." Moreover, Yu Tianheng, as a twin star in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, is also a top-notch existence among the Great Soul Masters. ”

As he spoke, Xue Qinghe stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Jun Xuehan's head, but Jun Xuehan quietly avoided it.

[Although I knew that the Xue Qinghe in front of me was pretending, but being touched by a man was really something that couldn't be done.] Jun Xuehan sighed secretly in his heart, and concentrated on eating the delicacies in front of him.

Xue Qinghe listened to the voice in his heart, smiled, and a pale golden light appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his face, he returned to the appearance of thousands of snow. Then, he stretched out his hand again and gently stroked Jun Xuehan's long silver hair.

Jun Xuehan's hair is very soft, and it presents a texture like a silver crystal, which is very comfortable to stroke.

While stroking Jun Xuehan's hair, Qian Lingxue took out a silver hairpin, put it in front of him, and said softly: "It's indecent to wear your hair all the time, comb your hair up." And it's also inconvenient for you to have your hair loose. ”

Jun Xuehan raised his head, looked at the hairpin in front of him, his silver eyes blinked twice, and said, "I'm used to it, and it's very comfortable." ”

[You can't take this hairpin, otherwise you won't be able to comb your hair, so let them know.] Jun Xuehan secretly thought in his heart, and lowered his head to eat as if nothing happened.

It's quite embarrassing to say this, after all, there are really only a handful of people of his age on the mainland who can't comb their hair.

But this is also a matter of no choice, Jun Xuehan in his previous life had short hair. And in this life, no one has taught him at all, in Fengning Village before, he can eat well, and it is already good if he is not starved to death, where will he care about the problem of hair.

And Qian Lingxue seemed to have discovered something interesting, dragging her cheeks with her hand, looking at Jun Xuehan with a smile, and said: "Xuehan, don't you know, on the mainland, at your age, people who can't comb their hair are even rarer than people who are full of innate soul power." ”

Jun Xuehan stopped eating, raised his head to look at Qian Lingxue, who seemed to be smiling, and said, "It's just comfortable." ”

[How did she know that she was so obvious?] Jun Xuehan thought about it in his heart for a while, and he didn't think about it.

"Really? Then you comb it up and show it to me. Qian Lingxue looked at it with interest, but in her heart, she secretly thought: "Tut, I really didn't see it, you are still a tsundere." ”

Jun Xuehan acted as if he hadn't heard anything, just lowered his head and ate quietly, [You're right, but no matter what you say, I'm just facing it in silence.] Jun Xuehan was secretly slandering, but his face did not change at all.

Qian Lingxue listened to the voice that sounded in her heart, smiled silently, picked up the hairpin, walked behind Jun Xuehan, and helped Jun Xuehan comb her hair.

Her action, not only She Long, who was standing on the side, didn't expect it, but even Jun Xuehan himself didn't expect it, Jun Xuehan's body was a little stiff, and he felt very uncomfortable.

She Long seemed to want to say something, but when he saw Qian Lingxue's eyes, the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back.

Soon, the hair was neatly combed, and there was a strand of long silver hair diagonally in front, which made Jun Xue's cold and cold temperament more obvious.

"It's much more comfortable to look at now." Qian Lingxue reached out and touched Jun Xuehan's head, then walked back to her seat, sat down again, and picked up a pair of chopsticks and ate the delicacies in front of her.

"Thank you, Sister Cher!" Jun Xuehan whispered, and lowered his head again.

[The young master of the Wuhun Palace, the palm pearl of the worship hall, the main god of the divine realm, and the inheritor of the god of angels, actually combed his hair himself, which is really flattering. Jun Xuehan smiled bitterly in his heart, picked up his dishes and chopsticks and continued to eat, as if nothing had happened.

And Qianrenxue's hand holding the chopsticks was involuntarily clenched, and her heart was very shocked, and it was even difficult to calm down for a long time.

"Xue Han, he actually knows about the gods, and he knows it so clearly, how is this possible?" Qian Lingxue suppressed the shock in her heart, and glanced at Jun Xuehan quietly.

On the entire continent, the number of people who know about the existence of gods is only a handful of people. But now, Jun Xuehan, who is only six years old in front of him, not only knows the affairs of the gods, the god of angels belongs to the main god in the god realm, but also knows that he is the inheritor of the god of angels and the person chosen by the god of angels.

You must know that even in the Martial Spirit Palace, the only person who knows about this matter is his grandfather, and the second is to worship Golden Crocodile Douluo. How did Jun Xuehan know about this, and what else did he know?

Thinking about it, Qian Lingxue forcibly suppressed the urge to ask, and her face was as usual, as if she didn't know anything, eating the delicacies in front of her. But in her heart, there is an incomparably strong curiosity, and a strong desire to explore.

Explore Jun Xuehan's secrets and explore how he knows these things, but things need to be done a little bit, a little bit slowly, not too anxious, you need to slow down and hurry, and find and advance.

Soon, after lunch, Jun Xuehan returned to the door of his residence, released the martial spirit: the silver dragon spear, and practiced the gun. With the continuous swing of the silver spear in his hand, a little aura flashed quickly in Jun Xuehan's mind.

The silver dragon spear in his hand was quietly attached to the water element and the wind element, two elemental attributes. When the silver dragon spear was wielding, there seemed to be water droplets condensing around it, and the trajectory of the water droplets falling was very regular.

The silver dragon spear continued to swing according to the trajectory of the water droplets, and the place where the silver spear passed, there were water elements and wind elements around it, which condensed in mid-air. And every time he swung it according to the trajectory of the water droplet, the attack of the silver dragon spear in his hand seemed to be stronger.

"Ninety-nine to one, dragon lance wind and rain!" The silver spear in Jun Xuehan's hand stabbed out, and the surrounding water droplets seemed to turn into a spear, stabbing out with the stabbing of the silver dragon spear.

The spear stabbed out like raindrops, but with the swing of the silver dragon lance, the spear gradually converged and turned into an illusory spear. The stabbing of the silver dragon spear, like raindrops, makes people feel that they can't hide, mixed with powerful attack power, appears on the silver dragon lance.