I saw a graceful girl jumping down under the tree, wearing a red dress, her hair scattered on her shoulders, and her figure was curved by the tight clothes. She was heroic and handsome, with a melon-shaped face, and her entire facial features seemed to be favored by gods. Her eyebrows and eyes were like carved, and she could not find any flaws. She was seven feet long, and she stood here with an exquisite painting scroll, with green leaves covering flowers, which was what she said.

Fan Lihua was holding a gun behind her. The gun body was wrapped tightly with black cloth. Fan Lihua came behind Tong Yuan in a few breaths, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She had been hiding behind the tree and never thought that Han Chen, who was gentle and elegant, was so cruel when he started.

"Bo! This is given to you by Old Man Tong. I have been asking for it for a long time but haven't given it to me..." Fan Lihua looked at the gun in her hand and was reluctant to leave it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be cheaper in Han Chen.

"Master Tong Yuan...This is...!" Han Chen took the gun thrown by Fan Lihua and looked puzzled at Tong Yuan.

Tong Yuan touched his beard and smiled and said, "Open it and take a look!"

Han Chen then opened the silver spear wrapped in cloth. Because of the haste, Han Chen's finger accidentally scratched the tip of the spear when he tore open the cloth. Soon, Han Chen's fingers bleed. Han Chen's pair of star eyes were surprised that the gun was so sharp.

When Han Chen opened it, the gun body was nine feet long, and the body of the gun was mostly silver. There was also a long blood-red seal on it, surrounding the gun body, almost covering the entire gun body. If you observe carefully, the blood mark turned out to be a blood dragon, carved like lifelike. Holding the spear in both hands, a cold feeling was transmitted into Han Chen's palm. Han Chen's entire palm sank. Han Chen's good gun was used for the first time.

"Master, this is......" Han Chen looked at Tong Yuan with confusion.

"This is the Great Flame Dragon Roar! It was something I saw in my early years. Like your senior brother's gentian bright silver spear, it is a double spear, and it is a rare weapon in this world. When Xiaoyun chose it, he thought this guy was heavy, so he stayed. It just happened to be cheap today, you little devil!" Tong Yuan took off the gourd around his waist, drank it in big gulp, looked at Han Chen and smiled.

"Master's gift is really too expensive! I can't take it!" Han Chen was about to shirk his way, but Fan Lihua, who was beside him, said directly: "What are you pushing! This old guy has so many treasures, otherwise he can kill him!"

"What's wrong! You still want my husband's bird-to-phoenix gun!" Tong Yuan lit up the gun in his hand.

"I dare not!" Han Chen hurriedly stepped back.

"If you don't want it, just give it to me!" Fan Lihua blinked, looked at Han Chen curiously, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

"Go and go! Han Chen should not listen to her. She dug a lot of treasures from me. Don't listen to her!" Tong Yuan said angrily.

"Hmph! Stinky old man! You can kill me!" Fan Lihua grimaced at Tong Yuan.

"I'm tired! Let's go first!" Tong Yuan waved his hands to the two of them casually and walked to the side.

At this moment, Han Chen had already wrapped his spear and carried it behind his back. Fan Lihua stared at Han Yi, licked her lips, and smiled and said, "The little guy is quite strong!"

"Senior Sister, please spare me!" When Han Chen heard this, he was shocked, and he raised his foot and ran behind him, bringing Fan Lihua handsomely far away.

Fan Lihua looked at the direction of Han Chen's escape and raised the corners of her mouth slightly upward. She was such an interesting guy.

"Hi! Fan Lihua, what are you doing?" On the other side, a woman walked out of the forest, wearing white clothes, wearing horse boots, and holding a horse whip in her hand. Her hair was tied firmly with a crown, and her heroic appearance was like a female general. Even if Fan Lihua was in front of him, she would be half a head short.

"Mu Guiying! Why are you here?" Fan Lihua hugged her chest with her hands and stared at Mu Guiying with a bad expression. From the eyes of both of them, it was obvious that they had murderous aura between them.

"Do you care about me!" Mu Guiying rubbed her wrists and walked towards Han Chen.

"What are you going to do...!"

In the woods, there is a bamboo forest and a peach forest that is opposite each other, forming a pink and emerald green. There is also a tall and wide ancient tree in the middle, with a dragon tied with lush branches and leaves, and it grows at least half a waist high in the city wall. This tree is named Wutong. There was a Wutong tree in ancient times, but there was a phoenix perch. The roots spread to the ground. You can clearly see his roots, like a huge meridian, very inserted on the ground, which is particularly spectacular. This place belongs to the top of the mountain. After the peach forest passes through it, there is a cliff. In addition to Han Chen and Zhong Wuyan, they are Jiang Ziya who settled on the top of the mountain. The two families rely on each other and have a companion on the top of the mountain.

"Mother!" Han Chen carried the silver spear and looked at it. The first thing he saw was naturally Zhong Wuyan. At this moment, Zhong Wuyan had a lot of vicissitudes. He had thick calluses on his fingers, his face was haggard, and he coughed from time to time. He also had black and gray hair wrapped in white cloth on his head. He held the firewood in his arms, and his clothes were covered with patches. Seeing Han Chen tugging his hair, he immediately said, "Chen'er is back!"

When Han Chen saw Zhong Wuyan like this, he quickly took the firewood from her hand and said, "Mother! Go in and rest! Leave this rough work to me! I will make dinner!"

"Okay, okay..." Zhong Wuyan was pushed into the room by Han Chen and looked at Han Chen like this. Zhong Wuyan also smiled with satisfaction. She was also satisfied that she could rely on Han Chen for the rest of her life.

Zhong Wuyan raised her head and looked at the geese gradually returning to her nest in the sky. At dusk at sunset, Han Yi, who was already familiar with the road. He lit the fire and cooked, then smiled and said, "Slow down! Be careful not to get hot!"

"Don't worry, mom! You go into the house and have a good rest! It's windy outside. When the meal is ready, I'll bring it to you!" After Han Chen raised the fire, he started to boil water in the country and picked up the rice and went in. This is their staple food today. There are no auxiliary dishes, some are rice, and it may not be eaten every day.

"Yeah!" Zhong Wuyan nodded and looked up at the setting sun. She borrowed milk everywhere with Han Yi in her cradle back then. In the end, she had no choice but to hunt the mother wolf herself, and then raised Han Chen step by step. As for why she didn't take Han Yi back then, he also had concerns.
Chapter completed!