Chapter 1681 Miss Han Family

Han Fengwu wiped Han Huangsheng's sweat, and said with a smile: "How many people in this world can be your sister's servant? You ask him, he is voluntary."

Both Han Huangsheng and Long Jiao looked like they couldn't believe it.

Han Yu smiled and said, "I do it voluntarily."

Han Yu not only changed his appearance, but also changed his breath and voice, Long Jiao didn't recognize it. Han Yu was very happy and relieved to see his daughter and son fighting on the surface, but their relationship was deep.

Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng became more suspicious, and Han Huangsheng secretly sent a voice transmission to Han Yu: "Are you afraid that my sister will teach you a lesson?"

Han Yu voice transmission: "Why do you say that?"

Han Huangsheng said: "Who in the world does not know that Miss Han is an unreasonable little witch, people will walk around when they see it, how could you volunteer to be her follower. But don't be afraid, my mother understands righteousness, go back I begged my mother to let you go."

Han Yu said: "I really voluntarily."

Han Huangsheng looked at Han Yu curiously, and gradually, his eyes became a little wary.

Obviously, he didn't believe that Han Yu would be Han Fengwu's follower for no reason. Han Huangsheng secretly sent a voice to the horned dragon, and the horned dragon looked at Han Yu with a fierce look.

They were very concerned about Han Fengwu, and they were afraid that Han Yu would have ulterior motives in getting close to Han Fengwu.

"Shua!" At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared not far away, as if appearing out of thin air, attracting everyone's attention.

Jiaolong suddenly stood up, full of vigilance.

"The first stage of the Martial Saint's transformation star." Han Yu thought.

The man glanced at Beijie Mountain, and glanced casually at Han Yu and the others. When he saw the sword in Han Huangsheng's hand, a light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "What are you guys doing here?"

With a lofty appearance, the majesty of the saint is undoubtedly revealed.

Han Huangsheng and Long Jiao quietly approached Han Fengwu, staring at each other. Han Fengwu was very relaxed, and said with a smile: "Come here to play."

The man said indifferently: "What's so interesting here, show me the sword in your hand."

The latter sentence was addressed to Han Huangsheng.

Han Huangsheng quietly put away the sword and said: "There is nothing to look at."

The man snorted coldly and said: "Boy, what do you mean? Do you think that I am going to steal your things? Will I be paying attention to the things of you ants?"

Han Huangsheng clenched his fists and looked angry, but he could only bear the anger secretly.

Han Fengwu said angrily: "Since you look down on us so much, why do you still look at my brother's sword?"

The man said coldly: "How dare you question me?"

Han Fengwu said: "I'm not questioning you, I'm just telling the truth."

A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he said, "The little girl is very eloquent, do you know what the price is for blaspheming the majesty of a saint? Obediently honor the sword to this sage, and this sage can forgive your disrespect!"

Han Fengwu said angrily: "Do you know who this lady is, dare to threaten this lady, and covet my brother's sword, you are tired of living!"

The man was furious: "You really want to die, no matter what your background is, in the eyes of this saint, you are just an ant!"

"boom!"

From the man's body, a powerful saint's aura spewed out, causing the sun and the moon to change color immediately.

Not to mention Han Huangsheng and Han Fengwu, even Long Jiao would definitely not be able to withstand such a powerful coercion.

"A group of ants, kneel down to me!" the man shouted, looking down at them.

Both Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng tensed up, while Han Fengwu held his hands together with a relaxed expression on his face. The powerful saint's aura, before reaching a few feet, seemed to have hit the south wall, and could no longer move forward. Instead, he was knocked back and bounced back. The man was shocked, and his face turned pale instantly. He stepped back and walked backwards, crushing the void with every step.

Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng's eyes widened.

"Is it mother, or grandparents here?" Han Huangsheng secretly pleased.

"Who is it?" The man looked around and asked in panic. He didn't realize at all that it was Han Yu standing behind Han Fengwu who succeeded.

Seeing that there was no one there, the man couldn't calm down even more.

"Do you think that being a saint can be domineering and snatch my brother's sword? You take yourself too seriously!" Han Fengwu curled her lips in disdain.

The man's face was full of surprise, and he shouted: "Who the hell is it? Don't hide your head and show your tail, let me out!"

No one answered.

The man looked at Han Fengwu and asked, "What's your name?"

Han Fengwu said: "I don't change my name when I go, and I don't change my surname when I sit down. My name is Han Fengwu. Han Yu is my father, and Fenghuang is my mother."

The man's face changed drastically, revealing a look of panic, pointing at Han Huangsheng and saying: "Then who is this?"

Han Fengwu said proudly: "My younger brother, Han Huangsheng. By the way, the sword you want is my grandfather's natal magic weapon. Brother, give it to him!"

"Don't, don't, don't..." The man quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said beggingly: "Miss Han, Mr. Han, it was all a misunderstanding just now, don't take it to heart."

"How could it be a misunderstanding, how dare we ants go against the wishes of your saint. Brother, give this saint your grandpa's Qiankun sword." Han Fengwu said lightly.

Han Huangsheng did not hesitate, and took out the Qiankun Sword.

"Mr. Han, don't. What happened today is my fault, and I will definitely come to apologize in the future, and there will be a later date!" The man turned and left in a hurry.

Han Fengwu giggled and winked at Han Yu triumphantly.

"He doesn't want to start a killing spree in front of the two children, so let me do it!"

In the distance, Feng Yi smiled and left quietly.

Han Yu had known for a long time that Feng Yi was secretly protecting the three children, but he didn't reveal it.

"Are all saints so timid these days?" Han Fengwu showed a helpless expression.

Han Yu shook his head, this baby girl is a weird elf who not only inherited Phoenix's dominance, but also learned Shui Ling'er. But it was good, he liked it.

"Let's go, let's go to Zhongling." Han Fengwu said suddenly.

"What are you going to Zhongling for?" Han Huangsheng asked suspiciously.

"Of course I'm going to settle accounts with that bastard Li Chen!" Han Fengwu said domineeringly.

"Are you going to win the fight? If you want to go, I won't go." Han Huangsheng shook his head like a rattle.

"Is it still necessary for Miss Ben to take action now? The little follower can abuse him thousands of times at will!" Han Fengwu said frightened.

Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng glanced at Han Yu strangely, both shook their heads and did not want to go.

"If you don't go, you have to go, follow me!" Han Fengwu grabbed Han Huangsheng's ear and left, causing Han Huangsheng to yell. Long Jiao trembled involuntarily, glanced at Han Yu, and followed behind the two of them unhurriedly.