Chapter 903: Evil Eyes

"Wow! He can understand you?"

Chang Yue'er exclaimed in surprise, looking at Han Huang with fondness.

This boy is really cute.

As if he understood Chang Yue'er's words, Han Huang actually 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 pretty fierce."

Xuan Qingjun couldn't help laughing. When Han Jue heard it, he slapped Han Huang on the butt with a loud slap.

Han Jue could sense that Han Huang's intelligence was not high, only two or three years old at most, but he had excellent physical gifts and could control changes instinctively.

After being hit by Han Jue, Han Huang did not cry. Instead, he stared at Han Jue with an angry look.

Han Jue was delighted and slapped him again.

After being slapped ten times in a row, the boy still didn't cry and continued to stare at Han Jue.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

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

Xuan Qingjun and her two daughters also began to blame Han Jue.

Han Jue was helpless and did not dare to refute.

After playing for a while, Xuan Qingjun and the other two girls left.

Han Jue brought Xing Hongxuan and her son to the third dojo to meet Qing Luan'er and Han Qing'er.

"My second brother was born?"

Han Qing'er exclaimed in surprise, then moved in front of Han Jue and looked at Han Huang in the cradle. Her eyes lit up instantly and she reached out to take him.

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

Han Jue warned: "Be careful, your second brother is a free saint, it's easy for him to hurt you."

"What? Zizai? Wasn't he just born?"

Han Qing'er was shocked, and her hands were shaking as she held the baby.

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

"But this is also..."

Han Qing'er couldn't accept it. She had always thought that she was extremely talented, but when compared with her second brother, she was so inferior.

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

Seeing how cute he was, Han Qing'er could only force herself to calm the complicated feelings in her heart.

She began to tease Han Huang.

Qing Luan'er exclaimed: "Born to be free, he should be the number one person in the chaos, right?"

Xing Hongxuan smiled and said, "I guess so. To be honest, my cultivation level is also due to his influence."

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

"Sister is so lucky."

"No, Qing'er is so well behaved. Although this kid is extremely talented, he will definitely be a restless person in the future."

"Bring him here when you have time. I think Qing'er likes him very much."

"During this period of time, I will live here and accompany this kid to grow up."

“That’s great.”

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

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

The newly born Han Huang looked like he was already one or two years old and innocent, but Han Jue always felt that this boy was very weird.

Not to mention the future seen in the evolutionary illusion, when Han Jue beat him like that before, he didn't cry. Instead, he stared at him fearlessly. There was something in that look.

When this kid grows up, he will probably be able to scare people into submission with just his eyes.

Han Jue thought silently.

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

Qing Luan'er took Han Huang to find other disciples to play, but not long after, Han Huang accidentally hurt a disciple. Fortunately, Han Jue was there, otherwise the disciple would have been slapped to death by him.

Han Jue was even more surprised.

Could it be that this kid can already distinguish his relatives?

When facing Han Qing'er, he was just like an ordinary baby. When facing other disciples, his hands and feet were heavy and he unconsciously used his innate magic power.

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

Han Jue raised his hand and sucked Han Huang over.

Back in Han Jue's arms, Han Huang made a fuss, very dissatisfied with being held by Han Jue.

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

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

Han Jue said: "I know what's going on."

He glanced at the disciples nearby; all of them had terrified expressions on their faces and did not dare to approach.

Han Jue felt helpless.

really.

What a little bully.

Han Jue’s first two children were not considered vicious, but it was impossible for all children to have such gentle nature.

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

Time flies.

Two years passed in a flash.

In the past two years, Han Jue has been keeping an eye on Han Huang, fearing that this kid would hurt someone.

He did not 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, could speak human language, had the intelligence of a ten-year-old, and could communicate normally.

This day.

Han Huang and Han Qing'er were sitting under an old tree. Han Qing'er was telling him about her previous experiences in the fairyland. Han Huang was lying in front of her, holding his cheeks with his hands, his legs shaking behind him.

Two-year-old Han Huang was wearing a white dress with gold threads and had purple pupils. He looked both adorable and divine.

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

Han Huang looked puzzled as he listened to Han Qing'er telling folk stories.

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

Han Huang couldn't help but ask.

Han Qing'er smiled and said, "If someone killed me and my parents, would you kill that person?"

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

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

"It won't happen."

"Why?"

"Because I will protect you."

"There are many people in Chaos who are stronger than you. Besides, you can't always be with us."

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

"you……"

Han Qing'er was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him, but then she thought, he is the brother, how can a sister hit her brother? She said, "You want to kill someone, not to mention he has a blood feud."

"No, he doesn't deserve it."

"Why not?"

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

"What kind of perverse logic is this? Should the weak be bullied by the strong?"

"What else?"

"Haha, what do you do if you are bullied by someone stronger than you?"

"No, no one can bully me."

Han Qing'er was almost angry to death.

This kid deserves a beating for what he said and he has something wrong with his brain.

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

Han Huang jumped up in shock, scratching his head and said, "No way, how could I bully her? She always bullies me."

The person he feared the most was Han Jue, because only Han Jue dared to hit him, and he could not fight back, and every time he was hit it hurt a lot.

(End of this chapter)