Chapter 59

Han Cheng.

Today's Hancheng, as usual, walking on the road of Hancheng, Hanyun looks very dull.

From time to time, a voice of discussion came from around.

"It's said that three days ago, level 6 lingguo appeared in Beiyu mountain range. Lingguo was born. The vision enveloped the whole Beiyu mountain range. Even more than half of the talented disciples of Beiyu tianzibang went!"

"Your news has long been out of date. It is said that it is a Bodhi fruit. As long as it is refined, it has the potential to become a war emperor. The spirit fruit was born. The war is fierce. It is said that the earth and mountains shook and blood flowed in the northern mountains that day!"

"Listen to me, listen to me..."

A young man stood up excitedly.

"It is said that there are three Bodhi fruits, and they are shrouded by the peerless array. Only the war master can enter the picking. On the day when the spiritual fruit is mature, the people in the list of the sons of heaven in the northern region have been invited to win the Bodhi fruit, even the stars of the Seven Star sect!"

"What was the result?"

Everyone looked at the boy in a daze.

The young man looked at this scene, and his eyes were full of pride. Lang said: "of course, this star was defeated by the peerless genius of my northern region. Do you know? I heard that this peerless genius of the Seven Star sect was trampled on the soles of his feet by life. That scene..."

The young man's face flushed.

"Even stars can step on your feet? There is such a peerless genius in my northern region. Tell me who this person is?"

"Hahaha... He is the young master of the Han family and the peerless genius who won the eighth consecutive killing in the Colosseum, Han Yun!"

Young Lang said.

"Han Yun!"

The people around him were silent.

Who is Han Yun?

I'm afraid no one knows in Hancheng.

Han Feng, the younger brother of Han Feng, a talented disciple of the Han family, is a complete waste. In Hancheng, if Han Feng is all positive teaching materials.

Han Yun is all the negative teaching materials.

Even some ordinary people can't help but take out Han Yun to teach their children and tell them that if they don't practice well, they have to be a waste like Han Yun.

Hear this.

Han Yun smiled calmly.

He is no longer the waste of the Han family. Everything about the Han family has nothing to do with him and Han Yun.

"Your Excellency is master Han Yun?"

While Han Yun was meditating, a surprised voice suddenly woke Han Yun up.

"Are you?"

Han Yun frowned slightly.

Han Yun didn't know the old man, but Han Yun knew him. The old man was wearing the housekeeper's clothes of the Han house. He was from the Han house.

"Hahaha... Master Han Yun, don't panic. The old man asked me to pick you up!"

The old man smiled and whispered.

"Korean War?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Master Han Yun misunderstood. It's not the Korean War, it's master Han Qi!"

"Han Qi?"

Han Yun gave a slight meal, and a different emotion suddenly rose in his heart.

"Grandpa!"

An abrupt name appeared in Han Yun's mind.

Han Yun's face suddenly showed some surprises. He finally remembered who Han Qi was.

Han Qi.

Han's father is also the father of the Korean War.

Han Qi, this person is still a legend of Hancheng. The Han family can only come to today. Han Qi's contribution can not be ignored.

Han Qi is the first strong man in Hancheng.

He is also a famous talented disciple of the Three Kingdoms in the northern regions. When the master was in, he became the king of war at the age of 30 and became the top power of the king of war in another 20 years.

Then he went into seclusion.

Han Qi, it has been closed for ten years.

In Han Yun's impression, the old man of the Han family is very kind to himself. Even after he knows he can't practice, he is also very kind to himself without the slightest strong posture.

"When did grandpa leave the customs?"

Han Yun asked, suppressing the surprise in his heart.

In the Han family, if anyone can fluctuate Han Yun's mind, it's only the old man of the Han family.

"The old man left the customs yesterday. Now he is rectifying the Han family. Even the owner, the owner..."

There was a slight embarrassment on the old man's face.

"Grandpa, it seems that cultivation will certainly break the realm of the king of war!"

Han Yun smiled on his face.

Above the king of war.

That's the war emperor.

The king is the incomparable power of the northern region. The war emperor is the emperor of the northern region. No one dares to disobey the emperor's word.

"Master Han Yun, the old man is waiting for you in the Han mansion. Look..."

The old man's face was slightly hasty.

When Han Yun saw this scene, he immediately smiled calmly and said, "tell the old man, we'll see you in the old place!"

"Master Han Yun..."

The housekeeper was surprised.

But he can only watch Han Yun leave.

"Was that Han Yun just now?"

The talking boy looked at Han Yun's back and trembled.

"It seems that he stepped on the peerless genius star of the Seven Star sect!"

"He just seemed to look at me!"

……

There was a lot of noise.

Han Yun, of course, won't take care of these. His body method is expanded. Han Yun finds a remote path and enters the Wudao guild.

"Grandpa Zhang Yu, when will the young master come back?"

Han Yungang just entered the martial arts guild, and a worried voice suddenly came.

Hearing this voice, Han Yun suddenly felt a touch of warmth in his heart.

"Little girl, I told you not to call me grandpa or master. Am I so old?"

Zhang Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes.

But those turbid eyes couldn't help raising a touch of worry. The phantom bones have left for three days. Why doesn't the smelly boy come back.

"Who thinks so of me!"

Just as they were worried.

A voice of ridicule suddenly came from outside the door.

"Young master!"

See Han Yun! Lian'er's face was full of tears of joy.

"Boy!"

Zhang Yu also stood up from the rocking chair with a surprised face.

Looking at Han Yun, Zhang Yu's eyes changed from surprise to shock, and then turned into surprise again.

"Very good, ha ha ha..."

Zhang Yu laughed.

"Thank you, president Zhang!"

Han Yun saluted slightly.

"Hahaha... Smelly boy, you have entered the Ninth level division. You really deserve to be the person I like, hahaha..."

Zhang Yu's laughter echoed in the room.

"Cough..."

Han Yun saw Zhang Yu's eyes and suddenly coughed.

The dead old man is more narcissistic than himself, but fortunately he hid his cultivation, otherwise he would show the cultivation of the third level war division.

Don't just scare the old man.

"Alas... I really forgot my master when I had a young master. Take your time and talk. I'll find an old friend to drink!"

Looking at the two people embracing each other, Zhang Yu smiled strangely and then walked out of the room with his wine pot.

"Master!"

Lian'er hurriedly pushed Han Yun away, and she became very red.

"Youth is good!"

As he walked, Zhang Yu sighed.

Seeing this scene, Han Yun suddenly looked dark.

I'm so old and disrespectful!

"Lian'er, come with me. Young master has something good for you!"

Looking at lian'er's ruddy face, Han Yun immediately said with a smile.

"Ah..."

Lian'er exclaimed, and then followed with a red face.