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Chapter 877 Han Yu's mood

Facing the woodcutter's words, Han Qing'er did not answer, but flew to Han Jue to tell the woodcutter's origin.

"Father, should we help him get revenge? He is so miserable!"

Han Qing'er said indignantly that she had never encountered such hardships, so she could not imagine what she would do if she faced this situation.

Han Jue said: "There are so many miserable people in the world. Do you want to help them one by one?"

Han Qing'er was stunned, but she didn't expect Han Jue to refuse.

Qing Luaner shook her head and said, "Qinger, you have been protected too well by us since childhood. You have never seen the sufferings of the world. People like him are all over the world. There are tens of thousands of mortal realms under the laws of heaven."

Han Qing'er was silent.

Han Jue looked at the woodcutter and said softly: "There is indeed a way of practicing here. Let him find it. As long as he finds it, he will have the opportunity to take revenge on his own. Aren't he looking forward to it so much?"

Han Qing'er asked, "Where is that skill?"

"Let him find it by himself, at least I told him that there is something here, and he will not give up, and he will find it sooner or later."

"All right."

Han Qing'er curled her lips, then flew back to the woodcutter to inform the matter.

Qing Luaner sighed: "This girl is so simple, how can she feel assured that she will go out alone in the future?"

Daughters are different from sons, and they always make parents more worried about safety.

Han Jue smiled and said, "That's why I brought you here."

Qing Luaner asked in surprise: "Did you know this person's existence long ago?"

"That's natural, otherwise why should I bring you here? Only I can feel the feelings of the scenery, and you can't empathize with it."

Han Jue shrugged and said, when he heard this, Qing Luaner looked admiring.

"Could the legend of immortals here..."

"Well, the technique I left behind."

Qing Luaner was even more surprised.

However, thinking of Han Jue's cultivation, she calmed down again.

In the forest.

After Han Qing'er explained, she said, "As long as you are willing to look for it, you will definitely find it. I wish you good luck."

The woodcutter hurriedly said, "How should I repay you?"

Han Qing'er smiled and said, "You should take good care of yourself first. How can you repay us now?"

Although she has little experience, she is not stupid.

Isn’t taking this person as a slave to protect him?

Han Qing'er jumped and flew away quickly, not giving the other party a chance to talk.

She fell in front of her parents and smiled and said, "I have already explained it clearly."

Han Jue nodded with satisfaction. Han Qing'er's performance still made him very satisfied. He was not arrogant and disobedient, nor was he kind-hearted and was controlled by the other party.

"If you encounter such a thing in the future, you still have to be careful. How do you know what the other party said is true?" Qing Luaner reminded.

Han Qing'er said: "He probably won't lie to me, I don't think he is telling lies."

She looked at Han Jue and asked, "Father, what do you think?"

Han Jue said: "I don't think it's important. If it were me, I wouldn't pay attention to him and wouldn't care what he said was true."

Han Qing'er curled her lips and muttered.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing said."

Han Qing'er shook her head and then turned around and left, heading to the nearby mountains and forests for fun.

Han Jue smiled and said nothing.

He took Qingluan'er and left and walked around the forest.

On that day, they left.

They came to the thirty-three levels of heaven and entered the Buzhou Palace.

Han Yu was meditating and practicing. When he heard the footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Han Jue, he quickly got up to salute.

"Meet the ancestors."

Gu/span>Han Yu said respectfully, glanced at Qingluan'er, Han Qing'er, secretly curious.

He dared not calculate, for fear of offending Han Jue.

Han Qing'er's eyes lit up when she saw Han Yu. Her eyes moved back and forth on Han Jue and Han Yu, and she was very surprised.

Qingluan'er was also amazed.

Compared to Han Tuo, Han Yu is more like Han Jue's son.

Too similar.:.

"The one next to me is Han Tuo's mother, Qing Luan'er, and the other is my daughter, Han Qing'er, who is Han Tuo's real sister."

Han Jue briefly introduced, scared Han Yu so much that he knelt down and saluted again.

Even if a saint is a saint, he still has to perform rituals when facing his ancestors.

Qing Luaner quickly helped him up, stared at him with his eyes radiating, and said with a smile: "It's so similar. I didn't expect that Tuoer would have a descendant like you. I heard that you have already attained enlightenment? It's really a blessing for us."

Han Yu was extremely nervous and said restrainedly: "Thanks to the help of our ancestors, otherwise how could I be today."

Han Qing'er asked excitedly: "Are you a saint?"

Qing Luaner's eyelids twitched, and she thought something was wrong and she let it go.

Han Yu did not answer immediately. He was a saint after all. After being in such a long time, he could naturally understand the implication.

Han Qing'er asked this, but she didn't know what she meant.

He noticed Qing Luaner's expression again and couldn't help but smile and said, "What kind of saint am I? I'm just practicing here. In the fairy world, Daluo Jinxian is also considered to be a priest."

Han Qing'er suddenly realized.

Han absolutely looked at him with admiration.

This kid is so capable now?

I don’t know if it was a person who came to the West or other saints.

Anyway, Li Daokong is not so round.

Han Qing'er began to pester Han Yu and asked questions, all about his cultivation experience. Perhaps she had been following her parents. She was particularly interested in other people's stories, but she was very unfamiliar with Han Jue's stories.

Han Jue shook his head and laughed, but he didn't stop him.

He brought Han Qing'er here just to make Han Yu recognize his master. In the future, Han Qing'er can come to the heavenly way so that Han Yu can take care of him more. He believes that Han Yu can do it.

Facing Han Qing'er, Han Yu was very nervous. Although he could see that Han Qing'er was less than 20 years old, his seniority made him breathless, especially Han Jue was there next to him.

He was afraid that he would be negligent and that he would offend Han Jue, and he said every sentence after deliberating.

Several hours later, Han Jue said goodbye to Han Yu.

"Han Yu, I will come to Tiandao to play with you in the future. You will have to receive me then!"

Han Qing'er laughed and said that she had a good impression of Han Yu, which was different from the Daluo Golden Immortal she imagined. She was very gentle and spoke nicely.

Of course, she also understood the reason.

So she was even more curious about Han Jue.

She suddenly realized that she didn't know her father's identity.

After seeing off Han Jue and the other two, Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a grandmother on his head, and Han Yu was in a strange mood.

However, this grandma is lively and clever and easy to get along with.

Han Yu couldn't help but think of Han Tuo, and his mood became complicated again.

I don’t know what the ancestor is doing now.

Since knowing that Han Tuo did not refuse to save him, Han Yu felt very guilty, but he didn't say it out loud, and he didn't have the chance to see Han Tuo again.

"Old ancestor, where are you now? Why don't you go back to the Heavenly Way?"

Han Yu thought silently, how good is Han Jue's cultivation level? He is in charge of the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is developing so well now, but Han Tuo does not come back. He suspected that he hurt Han Tuo.

He said passionately that he wanted to surpass Han Tuo.

Han Tuo may be afraid of hitting him, so he simply didn't come back.
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