It was already late at night after dinner.

After packing up the house, Wang Han couldn't sleep and came to the yard outside the house to sit.

Zhao Wan followed her out, looking at Wang Han's back with a complicated look.

"Why are you out? It's cold outside!" Wang Han turned his head and said to Zhao Wan.

Zhao Wan shook her head, "Qihan is asleep, I'm the same as you... I can't sleep."

"Wang Han, after these three years, I am not as fragile as before."

"..." Wang Han was stunned, feeling complicated, "I'm sorry for you two."

"It has nothing to do with you. Since I stepped out of campus and stayed with you despite the opposition of others, I have never regretted choosing you as a man. Besides, being hit by a car is not what you think, I can only say that fate is impermanent." Zhao Wan shook her head slightly and continued: "But... Wang Han, I think we must have a good chat between the two of us."

"Because I always feel that you who wake up and Wang Han I met in the past... are a little different!"

Wang Han nodded, "If I told you that during these three years of unconsciousness, my soul went to another world and practiced immortality for thousands of years in that world! Would you believe it?"

Zhao Wan was silent for a while, then looked at Wang Han's eyes and nodded, "I believe it!"

Now even Wang Han was stunned, "Wan'er, don't you treat me as a lunatic? Have you sent me to the hospital for examination?"

Zhao Wan chuckled, "Do you think I'm a fool? Delivering takeout can be half as fast as normal time. Being a cashier can make the boss spend 200,000 yuan to buy a glass of water, and knocking over a dozen gangsters alone without any damage. These are things that ordinary people can do? Can a person who has just woken up after three years of coma?"

Even though Wang Han, the big cultivator, was exposed in person, he couldn't hold back his face, "So you've seen it a long time ago."

Zhao Wan shook her head, "It's not that early. At least at the beginning I thought you had some problems with your brain."

Wang Han: "..."

Zhao Wan hugged Wang Han, "I don't care whether you are a human or an immortal. You will always be my man. Now that you are awake, you are still so powerful. With you by your side, my daughter and I will feel at ease! If my uncles and aunts know that their son has become so powerful, they will definitely be very happy!"

"And... it must be difficult to endure a thousand years there!"

Wang Han felt the temperature coming from Zhao Wan's body. How warm it was. "It's really difficult. Every step is covered with thorns. If you take a wrong step, you may die and disappear!"

As he said that, Wang Han was full of luck, a ball of white mist held the two of them and slowly rose into the air.

When Zhao Wan reacted, the two of them had already arrived in the sky. Zhao Wan just leaned out and was frightened to retract her head and snuggled in Wang Han's arms.

“So high!”

Wang Han smiled slightly, "This is the method of cultivating immortals, flying with the control of energy!"

"Flying the Qi? Aren't the immortals who cultivate immortals in the TV series flying with swords?" Zhao Wan asked curiously.

Wang Han smiled and explained: "It is indeed a more advanced flying technique than a flying energy flight. However, if you want to fly with swords, you must have a foundation-building or above cultivation!"

"The world of immortal cultivation is a world with a stricter level than the secular world, and strength is the only truth."

Zhao Wan nodded, "Then... can we cultivate immortals in our world? Will there be immortals?"

Wang Han: "Cultivation is naturally a way to practice. I am just starting from scratch now. However, the spiritual energy contained in the world is too thin. At this level of spiritual energy, even the spiritual roots can be cultivated to the Qi Refining Realm at most, and it is impossible to build a foundation!"

"As for whether there are other immortal cultivators besides me, I haven't encountered them yet, but I prefer to have them. After all, there are various legends in China or abroad. I believe these are not groundless!"

"What is the Tianling Root?" Zhao Wan at this moment was like a curious baby.

Wang Han patiently explained: "Not everyone can cultivate immortality. There is a decisive factor here, that is, the spiritual roots. From the difference to the good ones, they are the miscellaneous spirit roots, the five spirit roots, the four spirit roots, the three spirit roots, the two spirit roots, and the single spirit roots. Among them, the miscellaneous spirit roots and the single spirit roots are also called the useless spirit roots and the heavenly spirit roots!"

"What about me? What kind of spiritual root am I?" Zhao Wan asked expectantly.

"Ahem, I've investigated your spiritual roots early in the morning. It's... there is no spiritual roots." Wang Han said a little embarrassedly.

"What kind of spiritual root is there without spiritual roots?" Zhao Wan was stunned at first, then reacted and said slightly disappointed: "That's why I can't cultivate immortals."

Wang Han quickly comforted: "Wan'er, in fact, spiritual roots are in the world of immortal cultivation, and most of them are mixed spiritual roots or five spiritual roots. Such spiritual roots can only be in the Qi refining realm for the rest of their lives. It is estimated that the number of people with spiritual roots in our world is still rare, and only one out of 100,000, million or even tens of millions can be found."

"What about our daughter Qihan? What kind of spiritual root is she? If she can cultivate immortality, no one will bully her in the future." Zhao Wan asked again.

Wang Han shook his head, "Qihan is still young, and his spiritual roots usually take eight years old, and at least six years old to test. No matter whether you and your daughter can practice immortality, I will protect you well."

"Uh-huh!"

Zhao Wan nodded and raised her head and kissed Wang Han's lips.

In fact, for her, it doesn’t matter whether she can cultivate immortality. The important thing is that her man has returned and still loves herself. She has been struggling in the real world for three years, and it is not easy for her man to fight in another world for thousands of years!

Happiness, tears of grievance rolled down from his cheeks and dripped on Wang Han's chest.

The heat of tears made Wang Han’s eyes slightly red. If you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for?

The dark sky and the bright moonlight, Zhao Wan was already asleep leaning against Wang Han's arms, with tears remaining at the corners of her eyes, but a smile on her lips. Perhaps this was the first time that Wang Han had slept so steadily and at ease since she was hit by a car.

He hugged Zhao Wan and gently fell back to the yard from the sky, then back to the basement, gently placed it on the bed, and put it with his daughter Qi Han. Wang Han's eyes were full of tenderness.

"I won't let you mother and daughter feel a little wronged in the future!"

......

at the same time.

A man in a suit appeared in the empty villa.

The man is about middle-aged, with white face, eyes, beard, long hair, and elegant, but his eyes are cold, like a cobra.

"What a clean method. In the Demon City, there are still people who dare to attack the people from my Shengqiang Group!!" The man in the suit sniffed his nose, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

After checking the villa, the man in the suit called, "Brother Sheng, no body of Gao Xiaohu or Big B was found, but there were traces of fighting and a faint smell of blood on the scene, so they were mostly gone."

As soon as this is said.
Chapter completed!