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As if he was just saying something that was normal and seemed to be taken for granted, coupled with the temperament of the emperor among the people, people couldn't help but want to be convinced.

Not contempt, not disdain, but facts!

It's a strange feeling, and it doesn't feel any discomfort in the slightest.

Hearing Han Shaohuang's words, Han Qianyan's face was completely gloomy, "Han Shaohuang, don't think that if you step into the Holy Realm, you will be able to keep ahead, your self-confidence, I will definitely smash it!"

"Waste, always like to say these things to numb yourself!"

Han Shaohuang smiled faintly, but didn't care, but turned his gaze and landed on Han Linger's body.

"Ling'er, you have improved well in this retreat, and you have even stepped into the peak realm of the Holy Venerable, this grand meeting in the clan, and the baptism of the ancestral hall, presumably you can also step into the holy realm!"

Han Shaohuang had a smile on his face, which was completely different from the attitude he had just faced with Han Qianyan, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Thank you, I know!" Han Ling'er replied lightly, her attitude was not good.

Han Shaohuang smiled and said: "Ling'er, I think you must know my intentions, now that I have entered the holy realm, with your qualifications to step into the holy realm, nine out of ten are stable, you are the most qualified to be my partner, after this grand event, I will let my father, go to your father to propose!"

Outcry...

Hearing Han Shaohuang's words, there was an uproar in the crowd, and even those powerhouses of the ancient sect were full of consternation.

Han Shaohuang actually likes Han Ling'er?

This is something that not only these strong people have never heard of, but even these clansmen of the Han clan have never heard of it!

Besides, the branch of the Han Jiang vein and the branch of the Han Cang vein. It can be described as fire and water, can the two be combined?

In the crowd, Han Qianfeng, Han Qianjun, Song Yidao, Donghuangzhi and others all frowned.

They didn't expect that Han Shaohuang would like Han Ling'er, and even bluntly said that he would wait for the end of the grand meeting in the clan. Just find Han Cang to propose.

"Bastard, dare to beat my eldest woman's idea, Jin Jiaozi, shoot with me and destroy this guy!" Eight Wings rolled up his sleeves angrily and scolded.

Jin Jiaozi raised his palm, directly pressed the eight wings back to his seat, rolled his eyes, and said, "Stinky boy." You want to die by yourself, don't drag us along, those seven emperor realms can stand there!"

"Then what should I do, do you just watch him molest my boss's woman?" Eight Wings glared at Jin Jiaozi, his face full of anger.

Jin Jiaozi looked helpless, pointed at Han Chen, and said, "Do you think your boss will be a fuel-efficient lamp?"

Jin Jiaozi never thought that Han Chen was a master to be messed with. Otherwise, a casual practice. Can you get to where you are today?

Just a few days ago, he swung in Daming Lake for three days, which directly swept the face of the younger generation of the Han family, just looking at this is enough to explain everything.

In front of the ancestral hall, Han Ling'er had a chill in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Han Chen suddenly took a step forward and blocked in front of Han Ling'er, facing Han Shaohuang with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry. Ling'er is already my wife!"

Hearing this, Han Shaohuang's pupils shrank slightly, and his confident and calm face finally changed and became a little gloomy.

"You're married?"

It was a question, and his voice was a little cold, but there was a hint of anger.

This is the first time that Han Shaohuang has been broken by someone who has broken the state of mind of the ancient well.

"Not yet, but soon!" Han Chen shook his head, turned around and took Han Ling'er's little hand, his eyes were gentle, "When this clan event is over, I will take Ling'er and go back to get married!"

Listening to Han Chen's words, Han Ling'er's heart trembled, and a trace of mist suddenly appeared in a pair of autumn eyes, but a bright smile appeared on her cheeks.

Rejoice and delight!

"No, she won't marry you!" At this time, Han Shaohuang's voice rang out, extremely cold.

I saw that Han Shaohuang's face was cold at this time, and there was infinite coercion in his eyes, which made people dare not look at him.

"No one can change the matter of Ling'er marrying me!"

Han Chen turned around, and for Han Shaohuang's gaze that made people dare not look directly, as if he was not affected in the slightest, he directly greeted him, his lips twitched, and he spit.

"Including you!"

Han Wuyi, who had been following Han Shaohuang and had been indifferent and did not say a word, raised his eyes, looked at Han Chen, and said coldly: "Kill you, Ling'er will not marry you again!"

The voice fell, and as soon as Han Wuyi stepped on it, a majestic and vast terrifying aura suddenly rose from him, and a palm void, an ancient sword, appeared in his hand.

Seeing this scene, everyone's pupils shrank fiercely, this Han Wuyi is crazy, does he want to kill Han Chen here?

Han Wuyi's next move told people that their guess was right.

He put the sword on his right palm, and with a 'choking' sound, Sen Han's sword blade was three inches away from the sheath, and he was about to pull it out, but at this moment, a palm pressed the hilt of the sword, and with a 'chok' sound, the sword blade returned to the sheath.

"Wuyi, he doesn't need you to make a move!" Pressing Han Wuyi's sword back into the sheath, Han Shaohuang waved his hand, his eyes still looked at Han Chen, and a smile appeared on his face, "I'm curious, you waste, where did you get such confidence!"

At this time, his smile was no longer bright and calm as before, but like Han Qianyan, it was full of coldness and killing intent.

Listening to Han Shaohuang's words, Han Chen shook his head and smiled, "There is a sentence, although I seem to have said it many times, but today, I still want to say it again." ”

"What words!" Han Shaohuang said lightly.

Han Chen raised his head and met Han Shaohuang's eyes, smiling brightly, "Is it true that people from extraordinary backgrounds like you have such a common problem?"

This sentence had been said by Han Chen since he first stepped into the cultivation realm.

To be exact, this is the example he has experienced the most, but all geniuses, people from extraordinary backgrounds, have their eyes above the top and despise the world.

"I, Han Chen, entered the martial arts at the age of fourteen, and for seven years now, I stepped out of Dongzhou, traveled to the Eastern Regions, to the Central Domain, and came here as a casual cultivator, without the help of any external force, in the realm of the Holy Venerable!"

Han Chen's voice was clear and high-pitched, resounding in the sky, like a thunderbolt, impacting everyone's hearts.

"You Han Shaohuang, the pride of the sky, has collected thousands of favors, and now you are a saint, and you are twenty-eight years old!"

"In terms of origin and age, I am far inferior to you, today you and I are standing here, but you say, I, Han Chen, am a waste!"

As he spoke, Han Chen raised his hand and pointed at Han Shaohuang, the corners of his mouth were hooked, his chin was slightly raised, and his face showed rebelliousness.

"Han Shaohuang, where did you get this qualification!" (To be continued.) )