Chapter 877: 874： past

After Han Jue entered the Taoist temple, he saw that Xing Hongxuan was still meditating and practicing.

Qingluan'er was extremely nervous, but Han Qinger didn't show any timidity and stared directly at Xing Hongxuan.

Xing Hongxuan opened her eyes, saw the three people coming, and immediately got up to greet them.

She smiled and said, "This is Qingluan'er sister, right?"

A year ago, Han Jue had already sent her a voice transmission to inform her of this, so she was well prepared.

When Qing Luan'er saw her smile, her nervousness was relieved a lot.

The two women chatted enthusiastically.

Xing Hongxuan looked at Han Qinger behind Han Jue and smiled, "Qinger, don't call me aunt."

Han Qinger tilted her head and asked curiously, "What is Auntie? Isn't there only one mother?"

aunt?

Han Jue secretly laughed.

Xing Hongxuan picked up Han Qinger and said with a smile, "I and your mother are both your father's wives, so I'm the equivalent of your mother."

Qingluan'er secretly wondered.

aunt?

Is Xing Hongxuan higher than her?

She suddenly remembered something.

Before meeting her, Han Jue's identity was very mysterious. Could it be that Xing Hongxuan had followed him long ago?

Most likely.

Qing Luan'er did not ask aloud, there will be opportunities in the future.

For Xing Hongxuan, she is not jealous, because Xing Hongxuan's attitude is very enthusiastic, and she takes the initiative to chat with her daughter, which gives her face very much.

Chat for a long time.

Qing Luan'er asked curiously, "Where's your son? Didn't your husband say you have a child too?"

Xing Hongxuan touched her lower abdomen and said with a smile, "Here, I haven't been born yet."

Qingluan'er was dumbfounded.

Not yet born?

She couldn't help but look at Han Jue.

Han Jue said: "This son is a bit special. He has been conceived for a long time and has not yet been born, but according to the time of conception, he should be Qing'er's brother."

"Ah? My brother? He's still in the womb? Shouldn't he be a brother? I want to be a sister, I want to be a sister!"

Han Qinger shook her head and shouted, she followed and touched Xing Hongxuan's abdomen with a look of surprise.

Xing Hongxuan said with a smile: "Okay, you are a sister, but when you are a sister, you have to take care of your brother, and you have to let him in everything in the future. If he is a brother, then you have to take care of you, let you do everything, do you think To be a sister, or to be a sister?"

Han Qinger tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Then I'll still be my sister."

Qingluan'er couldn't help laughing.

Xing Hongxuan scratched the bridge of Han Qinger's nose and smiled: "It seems that our Qinger is very smart."

"Of course, I'm the smartest!"

Han Qinger smiled proudly.

Han Jue stood aside, smiling and watching them frolic.

An hour later, they left, and Han Jue brought the mother and daughter to the Taoist temple of Lord Xuanqing.

Xuan Qingjun is also his Taoist companion. The two have already been married. A year ago, he also told her about it.

Unlike Xing Hongxuan, Xuan Qingjun has been waiting in the Taoist temple and has not practiced.

Although Xuan Qingjun is not as lively as Xing Hongxuan, she also makes Qingluaner feel close, and she also gave Qingluaner a magic weapon.

But when he parted, Han Jue felt Xuan Qingjun's eyes full of meaning.

Xuan Qingjun also wants children.

I was prevaricated by Han Jue before, but now that I see Han Qinger, I naturally have an idea in my heart.

Han Jue gave a comforting voice and left with Qingluan's mother and daughter. He unknowingly replaced his body with his will, and led his wife and daughter into the fairyland.

The three of them came to a human town, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, Qing Luan'er was in a trance for a while.

too long.

The scene in front of her made her want to cry.

Five million years have passed, and those old people and relatives have long since become loess.

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Han Qing'er was very excited, screaming and screaming.

Han Jue led them around.

The fairyland is very vast, and Han Jue plans to travel to the fairyland while waiting for Han Qinger to grow up.

A year later, they returned to the city where they lived, but it was deserted, with mountains and grass everywhere.

Qing Luan'er stood on the cliff, fascinated for a long time.

Han Qinger flew around in the woods and told Han Jue to chase after her, but Han Jue ignored her.

Han Jue came to Qingluan'er and said meaningfully: "The years are like this, and one day, you will get used to it."

Qing Luan'er turned to look at him and asked, "So you were very calm when you faced me back then?"

Han Jue replied calmly, "That's right."

"Hmph, then you lied to me, saying that I only met Xian Yuan after I died?"

"Then do you want to hear my story? Anyway, I have to accompany you for decades, enough for me to speak slowly."

"OK!"

Qing Luan'er swept away her depressed mood, and her eyes lit up.

Han looked to the horizon in despair, and said, "I was born in a mortal world under the fairy world. My parents were slaves in the medicine garden of a sect outside the gate. When I was young, they escaped from the medicine garden and left me alone. over there……"

Qing Luan'er frowned, not expecting Han Jue's life experience to be so miserable.

Han Jue spoke out about his past, but only concealed the name of the system, the hidden door, and the divine power.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Dusk falls.

Han Qinger came behind the two with a look of grievance.

She had been away for a long time, and her parents didn't even look for her.

Han Jue took her little hand and continued to talk to Qing Luan'er while walking.

Qing Luan'er seemed to be listening to the story, and she was so absorbed that she didn't even care about her daughter~www.novel35.com~ A few days later, Han Jue just finished the story.

Qingluan'er was very emotional.

"I didn't expect you to have so many ups and downs before you met me."

Qing Luan'er looked at Han Jue, her eyes extremely tender.

This man is always so calm, facing all the hardships of the years alone, but he has never complained of suffering or tiredness.

She was suddenly ashamed.

Han Jue tried his best to resurrect her and let her practice, but she couldn't bear her temper.

You must know that there was no one to protect Han Jue in the past. Unlike her now, she only needs to practice, and there is no need to worry about anything.

"Father! Mother! Are you finished talking! Qing'er is dying of boredom!"

Seeing that the two of them were finally silent, Han Qinger immediately played a small temper and shouted in dissatisfaction.

These days, she slept most of the time, there was nothing she could do, she couldn't understand what her parents said, and she wasn't interested.

Han Jue pinched her face and smiled, "Qing'er, how about I take you to see your niece?"

"Niece? What is a niece?"

"It's your brother's daughter."

"Ah? I'm going! Take me there!"

Han Qinger suddenly became excited.

Qing Luan'er asked in surprise: "Tuo'er has a daughter? Is she still alive?"

Han Jue said with a smile: "That kid is like me, and doesn't care about his daughter at all. If it wasn't for me to help arrange it, your granddaughter would have died long ago. By the way, you originally had a grandson and died millions of years ago."

When Qingluan'er heard this, she couldn't help frowning.

Han Jue didn't talk nonsense, and brought the mother and daughter to the underworld.

They came directly to the palace of the King of Hell in Yang Tiandong.

Yang Tiandong is cultivating, the hall is lonely, and there is no ghost.

"Dad, who is he? He looks terrible!"

Han Qing'er's voice woke Yang Tiandong up, and when Yang Tiandong saw Han Jue, he was stunned and his mind went blank.

"Master... Master..."

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