Seeing Yuan Xiaofeng being shocked like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, the spiritual attack condensed in his hands dissipated a lot, and his irritable aura gradually calmed down. As soon as he gave a speech with both voice and emotion, Elder Han, who was almost crying and recognized him, had a heart floating in the air, which was always considered to be supportive.

The calm expression regained his face and he gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Finally, this little evil star was temporarily stabilized.

Not easy.

On weekdays, when he is the owner of the turquoise garden, people are afraid that people will be busy making friends with him and currying him. Even if they have something to ask for, no one dares not to sell his face.

But today, God seems not to be very open-minded, and he actually sent such a young man who would rather bend than bend to fight him.

It would be fine if this guy was ordinary, but he had cultivated mutated herbs that made him think about it day and night, and it almost fascinated him. This made things a little tricky.

Fortunately, he was quick to become wise. Otherwise, even if this kid could not destroy the Ganoderma lucidum grass now, he would have to completely rebel against him, or even meet him in blood?

If he accidentally provokes this kid to death, then even if he is unwilling to hand over the Ganoderma lucidum herb, he will probably not be able to say anything.

I am your uncle Han...

Thinking of these six words, his face, which was nourished by the elixir, was full of redness and was engraved with deep patterns on his forehead, suddenly couldn't help but burst into a burst of self-deprecation.

The old face that has not been pulled down in the past few decades has finally lowered its head in front of this Ganoderma lucidum grass.

only.

In this case, the dozens of disciples who were staying around were unaware of it.

Elder Han is a tall and stern person and is serious. There has never been any anecdotes about him in the sect. Therefore, in the hearts of all the disciples, this guy is not only difficult to mess with, but also a person who is a congenital laughter.

Since he is such a serious guy who can't talk and laugh, how can he just talk nonsense?

What's more, his previous performance towards Yuan Xiaofeng was completely a cold attitude of bringing it to justice!

The enthusiasm and familiarity at this time, the face was harmonious and ecstatic, and the ice and fire were completely different from the world just now. If they had no close relationship with each other, they had known each other for a long time, they would have really seen a ghost!

Combined with various signs.

The fact that Yuan Xiaofeng is Han Qianshan’s junior nephew is undoubtedly proved!

There were too many words about Yuan Xiaofeng at this moment. Suddenly, a trance of ink paintings flashed in their minds.

"Yuan...Xiao...Feng...Yuan Xiaofeng...Yuan Xiaofeng! Hiss! Could it be that this guy is the first genius who was rumored to be a hot topic some time ago and brought three consecutive visions during the breakthrough, Yuan Xiaofeng?"

"Hey, Brother Wang, do you think this guy looks quite similar to the junior brother Yuan we have seen in the model of "Alien Records"..."

"I don't think if you don't say it. When you say that, I remember it. It's true, it's very similar. What you mean..."

"Yes, this guy is very likely to be the genius Yuan Xiaofeng. Think about it, if it weren't for the amazing and beautiful person, who dared to be so confident, would come to this vegetation garden to sell medicine without looking at the days, and ignore Elder Han's pressure and act casually?

If he was not a person with a noble status, could he cultivate such a horrifying spiritual plant?"

The two people who came to their senses first muttered Yuan Xiaofeng's name. Suddenly, the two looked at each other and showed fanatical admiration!

After they said this, the others immediately thought about it.

After a moment.

A burst of excitement came out.

"This person is Junior Brother Yuan? No wonder he looks so handsome. The brothers said that this guy's talent is very terrifying. If he hadn't been sucked by the mysterious treasure ghost, he would probably be beyond his reach at this time, Elder Han's cultivation level was compared with him!"

"According to this, Junior Brother Yuan came here this time, and he should really be in exchange for the spirit stones? I think so, a genius like him must have countless magical medicines given by the sect in his hand, and the spiritual immortal grass. As long as he wants, he can just take one out for money. Isn't it very easy to do it?"

"But haven't you noticed that his breath is really on the third level of Qi Condensation. Since he comes here to sell herbs, it means that he has already reached the end of his journey. If not, tell me which genius is willing to put down his figure and come here to take his own collection? And this Ganoderma lucidum grass is obviously a top treasure..."

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity... I'm afraid it's hard to climb to the sky if the third level of Qi Condensation returns to the previous state..."

The rumbling discussions were louder than the other.

There are people who discuss his brilliant past.

There are those who sigh that he has become an ordinary person.

It's also here.

Only then did Yuan Xiaofeng control his emotions that he almost lost his wisdom.

At this time, he no longer knew how to describe his mood.

Looking at Elder Han, he didn't know whether he should be angry or funny.

Is this Ganoderma lucidum so attractive?

He is the lord of the valley and controls all the medicinal resources of the entire sect.

I was arrogant and cold-blooded just now, but now I try my best to please me?

I’m your uncle Yuan, uncle, your sister!

It's the same as it's true.

Hey.

If I hadn't traveled through time, I would have believed your affectionate interpretation!

Candied haws on the banks of Xuanwu Lake.

The middle-aged Taoist who hugged you when he was a child.

Old guy, quite fancy.

Why don’t you say you are Xia Yuhe on the shore of Daming Lake?

Actually these.

It's all trivial matters.

Yuan Xiaofeng could at least understand that this old guy was trying to shock himself, thus creating a sense of sensation and an illusion that Han Qianshan really had a connection with him.

What made him speechiest the most was this old guy.

Not ashamed.

Say the birthmark the size of a fist under your butt.

I'll throw it away.

This can no longer be considered scheming, right?

This should be a black-hearted person, right?

It’s easy to deal with the first two things by myself, so I can’t remember them, but how should I deal with this? Who can tell him how he can deal with it except for real acquiescence?

You can't say with urgency, there is no mark on my butt, right?

Since you dare to make a fuss, this old guy must have a perfect solution.

Think about it, this will be the same picture.

Self: "Elder Han, stop talking nonsense. I have never known you before. You don't have to talk nonsense and delusion..."

Han Qianshan: "Bewitching people's hearts? But I am really your uncle. Otherwise, how could I know that there is a birthmark under your butt?

I know you are shy, but facts are better than words. If you don’t admit it again and again, it’s OK. As long as you dare to take off your pants, let me see if there is a birthmark, then all the truth will be revealed!”

It's definitely an old yin comparison.

Silently speechless.

Elder Han seemed to see that Yuan Xiaofeng would no longer fight against him. The next moment, just as Yuan Xiaofeng was hesitating about how to respond, he stretched out his palm and directly put it on Yuan Xiaofeng's shoulder.

"Xiaofeng, today's things are all misunderstandings. Look, since you, my uncle and nephew have already recognized each other at this time, it's better to turn this matter over. You and I will sit down and talk about the past. How about it?"

It was also when Han Qianshan was shameless and softened Yuan Xiaofeng's determination with kind eyebrows.

A red, slightly small and delicate Taoist robe appeared out of thin air, turning into a porcelain doll, with red lips and white teeth, and two little kids with a sky-high hairstyle.

It was the wise boy who followed Yuan Xiaofeng into this vegetation garden all the way!

Feeling the old guy's malicious intention, he snorted coldly as he couldn't stand it. His forearm as thick as a lotus root grabbed Yuan Xiaofeng's palm and soon teleported a prompt.

"Hmph, Yuan Xiaofeng, I didn't expect you to be very arrogant! I, Chu Saner, actually took a look and didn't recognize you as good as you.

Since he recognized you as his nephew, why are you still standing there? If you don’t knock him a little bit of a slight slap, will your conscience hurt?"

In the words.

The word "子子子" specially aggravated the tone.
Chapter completed!