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Chapter 903: Evil Eyes

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    "Wow! Can he understand you?"

    Chang Yueer exclaimed in surprise, looking at Han Huang with affection.

    This kid looks really cute.

    Seemingly understanding Chang Yueer's words, Han Huang flew up from Han Jue's arms, but unfortunately, Han Jue grabbed his feet and pulled him back.

    Han Huang frowned and reached out to grab Han Jue.

    "This kid is quite fierce."

    Xuan Qingjun couldn't help but said, Han Jue slapped Han Huang's ass with a loud voice when he heard it.

    Han Jue could feel that Han Huang's spiritual intelligence was not high, at most two or three years old, but his physical talent was excellent, and he could manipulate changes instinctively.

    After being hit by Han Jue, Han Huang didn't cry, but stared at Han Jue, looking very angry.  .

    Han Juele was overwhelmed and slapped him again.

    After ten consecutive slaps, the kid still didn't cry, and kept staring at Han Jue.

    "Oh, what are you doing!"

    Xing Hongxuan couldn't help but take Han Huang over and glared at Han Jue.

    The three daughters of Mr. Xuan Qing also began to criticize Han Jue.

    Han Jue was helpless and did not dare to refute.

    After frolicking for a while, Mr. Xuan Qing and the three daughters finally left.

    Han Jue brought Xing Hongxuan, mother and son, to the third dojo, and met Qingluan'er and Han Qing'er.

    "My second brother was born?"

    Han Qing'er exclaimed in surprise, and then leaned in front of Han Jue, looking at the infant Han Huang, her eyes lit up instantly, and she reached out to take him.

    Qing Luan'er took Xing Hongxuan's arm and asked about the birth.

    Han Jue warned: "Be careful, your second brother is a sage of freedom, he can easily hurt you."

    "What? Comfortable? Isn't he just born?"

    Han Qing'er was shocked, and her hands were shaking while holding the baby.

    "After all, it has been conceived for so many years."

    "But this is also"

    Han Qing'er couldn't accept it, she always thought that her talent was extremely strong, but compared with her younger brother, she was extremely inferior.

    Han Huang seemed amused by her expression, giggled, and raised his two little hands, trying to grab her face.

    Seeing that he is so cute, Han Qing'er can only forcefully calm down the complexity in her heart.

    She began to tease Han Huang.

    Qingluan'er exclaimed: "Born is freedom, you should be the first person in the chaos, right?"

    Xing Hongxuan said with a smile: "Probably yes, speaking of my cultivation, I also borrowed his light."

    During the time when Han Huang was about to be born, her cultivation also increased a lot.

    "Sister is really blessed."

    "Where, Qing'er is so good. Although this kid is very talented, he will definitely be a restless master in the future."

    "Bring him here if you have nothing to do in the future. I think Qing'er likes him very much."

    "During this time, I will live here and grow up with this kid."

    "That would be wonderful."

    Han Jue ignored the conversation between the two women, and his eyes fell on Han Huang.

    Han Qing'er lifted him up in the air, making him laugh even more happily.

    The newly born Han Huang is already one or two years old, and looks innocent, but Han Jue always thinks this kid is very evil.

    Not to mention the future seen by the evolution illusion, Han Jue beat him like that before, but he didn't cry, but stared at him without fear, and there was something in his eyes.

    When this kid grows up, he will probably be able to frighten the legs of others with just his eyes.

    Han Jue thought silently.

    He decided to accompany Han Huang to grow up next, not to practice, and not to rush for twenty years.

    Qing Luan'er took Han Huang to find other disciples to play with, but it didn't take long before Han Huang accidentally hurt the disciple. Fortunately, Han Jue was there, otherwise the disciple would be slapped out of his wits by his slap.

    Han Jue was even more surprised.

    Could this kid already be able to distinguish relatives?

    Facing Han Qing'er, he is just like an ordinary baby. Facing other disciples, his hands and feet are very heavy, and he has to use his innate mana unconsciously.

    Han Qing'er was frightened by Han Huang's attack, and didn't know what to do for a while.

    Han Jue raised his hand and sucked Han Huang over.

    Back in Han Jue's arms, Han Huang bared his teeth and claws, very dissatisfied with being caught by Han Jue.

    "Husband, this kid has to be disciplined" Xing Hongxuan came over and said with a frown.

    She also saw the scene just now. If it wasn't for her son, she would probably be as frightened as Han Qing'er.

    Han Juedao: "I know it well."

      He looked around at the nearby disciples, all of them were terrified, and they didn't dare to approach.

    Han Jue felt helpless.

    Sure enough.

    Really a little overlord.

    Han Jue's first two children are not considered vicious, but it is impossible for all children to be so gentle in nature.

    Just like that, Han Jue began to take care of Han Huang himself, while Xing Hongxuan took Qing Luan'er to the side of Han Jue's Taoist temple, preparing to open a new Taoist temple, and he couldn't always practice under the tree, anyway, Xing Hongxuan was not used to it.

    Time flies.

    Two years passed in a flash.

    For the past two years, Han Jue has been staring at Han Huang, for fear that this kid will hurt others.

    He also didn't restrain Han Huang, and usually let Han Qing'er play with him.

    Two years later, Han Huang looked like he was three or four years old, he could speak out, his intelligence reached ten years old, and he could communicate normally.

    This day.

    Han Huang and Han Qing'er were under the old tree. Han Qing'er was telling what he had seen and heard in the fairy world before. Han Huang was lying in front of her, holding his cheeks in both hands, and his two calves were dangling behind.

    The two-year-old Han Huang is dressed in a white dress with golden silk, his pupils are purple, cute and divine.

    When he grew up, he saw that Han Jue's pupils were red, so he no longer hid his purple eyes.

    Listening to Han Qing'er telling folk stories, Han Huang looked puzzled.

    "Qing'er, why does that man want revenge?"

    Han Huang couldn't help asking.

    Han Qing'er laughed and said, "If someone kills me and my parents, do you want to kill that person?"

    Han Huang tilted his head and said, "How could someone kill you?"

    Han Qing'er froze for a moment, and said, "What if?"

    "There will be no accidents."

    "Why?"

    "Because I will protect you."

    "There are many people stronger than you in the chaos, and besides, you can't stay with us all the time."

    "Then I will kill all the creatures of Chaos, so that no one can kill you."

    "you¡­¡­"

    Han Qing'er was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to hit him, but then she thought, he is an older brother, how can a younger sister hit an older brother?

    She turned to say: "You want to kill people, let alone he has blood feud."

    "No, he doesn't deserve it."

    "Why not worthy?"

    "He is so weak, why would he want to kill someone who is stronger than himself, and he also wants others to help."

    "What nonsense are you talking about? Should the weak be bullied by the strong?"

    "if not?"

    "Hehe, then you are being bullied by stronger people, what should you do?"

    "No, no one can bully me."

    Han Qing'er was almost pissed off.

    This kid is speechless, and he still has problems with his mind.

    At this moment, Han Jue came over and said, "Huang'er, are you bullying your sister again?"

    Han Huang jumped up in fright, scratched his head and said, "No way, how could I bully her, she bullied me."

    What he was most afraid of was Han Jue, because only Han Jue dared to hit him, and he couldn't fight back, and it hurt him very much every time.

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