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Han Chen stood hesitantly at the door of the Bai family mansion, looking at the familiar gate a little lost.

Should I go in? Should I go back to this home?

If I count it, I haven't been back for several years. Bai Xiaotian, the so-called grandfather, will he recognize him again?

"Young Master Chen, is that you?"

Just as Han Chen was hesitating, the voice of a middle-aged woman came over. Han Chen was stunned at first and looked up. He saw a middle-aged woman with a dignified appearance standing not far away.

"Lan, Aunt Lan." Han Chen called softly.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, it's really you." The woman called Aunt Lan showed a strong look of joy on her face. She hurriedly walked over, held Han Chen's shoulder, and looked up and down carefully. "Mr. Chen, you see you are so tall? She looks more and more like a lady. Look at your eyes, it's exactly the same as a lady,"

As she spoke, Aunt Lan's expression couldn't help but dim. The lady she was talking about was naturally Hanchen's mother, Bai Muxuan. Aunt Lan was the maid who served Bai Muxuan back then. Although she was a servant, her relationship with Hanchen's mother was like a sister. She was also one of the few people who really treated Hanchen well.

"Oh, look at me as stupid as I am."

"It's okay, Aunt Lan." Han Chen smiled, and a faint sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Chen, I haven't been home for so many years. Have you lived in Xuanyuan Peak?"

"Well, it's pretty good." In Han Chen's eyes, Aunt Lan was no different from her relatives. From the other party's concerned eyes, she got some warmth after returning home.

"Okay, go in quickly! The head of the family will be very happy to know that you are back." Aunt Lan took Han Chen's hand and walked towards the mansion.

The head of the family? Bai Xiaotian and Han Chen murmured softly, "Will grandpa really be happy?"

A moment later, Han Chen stood at the door and waited nervously in the lobby of the front yard of the Bai family. After several years, everything here has not changed much as before.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door. Han Chen was happy and got up to greet him. But when he saw that Aunt Lan was the only one who came, his face was filled with loss.

"Young Master Chen,"

"Outside, grandpa doesn't want to see me?" Han Chen asked with his fists slightly clenched.

"How could that happen?" Aunt Lan quickly smiled and comforted, "The head of the family is practicing in seclusion, and even your eldest uncle and second uncle can't disturb you! Don't worry! When he comes out of seclusion, he will definitely meet you."

Bai Xiaotian was born with two sons and one daughter, the eldest son Bai He and the second son Bai Hao. Hanchen's mother Bai Muxuan is the youngest. Regarding Aunt Lan's explanation, Hanchen just smiled and said nothing more.

Baijia North Courtyard is a yard with relatively remote terrain.

This was the place where Han Langyu, Bai Muxuan and Hanchen's family lived in the past. It was deserted and quiet. Almost no one would come, but Aunt Lan would come to clean it in her spare time. So there was not a lot of dust on the ground.

A familiar scene, but things change.

Hanchen said goodbye to Aunt Lan and returned to the room he used to live in. Everything was the same as a few years ago. There were simple tables, chairs, beds, and walls. There were two people in the painting, one man and one woman, who were Hanchen's parents.

Bai Muxuan's pink eyebrows, her eyes were like stars. Her faint smile outlined a charming curve. Han Langyu was extremely handsome, and a faint heroic spirit was revealed between her eyebrows.

It is this pair that looks like a world-famous, but in the eyes of the world, it is particularly unmatched.

"Dad, where are you?" Han Chen murmured in dismay.

When Bai Muxuan left, Han Langyu fell into an extremely depressed period. He married into the Bai family, not to mention his status. Even the young Hanchen was bullied in the Bai family.

This dark life lasted until Han Chen was ten years old. Han Langyu made a decision, and he sent Han Chen to Xuanyuan Peak to learn skills. He ran around outside. As for what he was busy with? He never told Han Chen.

In the first three years, Han Langyu went to Xuanyuan Peak to see him every once in a while and took Hanchen back to the Bai family to live there for a while.

"Chen'er, today is your thirteenth birthday. Do you have any wishes?"

There were only Han Langyu who came to celebrate his son with delicious dishes on the table. The thirteen-year-old Han Chen had serious eyes and hands clasped his hands together, and he thought to himself. "Mom, I miss you, I want to see you again."

For eight years, the cold weather has remained unchanging wish.

After seeing his son make a wish, Han Langyu cried, and a big man cried. It seemed as if he knew what Hanchen's wish was? But he did not let Hanchen see him cry.

"Chen'er, dad is leaving."

"Then when will you come again next time? I don't want to stay in Xuanyuan Peak, Dad, I don't have the talent for supernatural powers, they said I am a waste."

"No, Chen'er, remember what my father said, you are not a waste, you are a genius, a real genius."

"Really?"

"Of course, when did Dad cheat you? I'm leaving, don't go to find me."

Han Langyu left, and since then, he has never appeared in front of Han Chen again. No one knows about the Bai family. Whenever he looks at children of the same age and snuggles up to his parents and acts coquettishly, Han Chen will be sad alone.

After that, Han Chen rarely returned to the Bai family in Qiantingcheng. Because he awakened his talented magical powers late, he was mistaken for "waste", so he has not lived well over the years.

Before I knew it, Han Chen, who was standing in front of the portrait, was already in tears. Where did his father go? Why didn’t he say goodbye? This is still an unknown.

"Huh!" Han Chen breathed a deep breath, as if he wanted to expel all the depression in his heart.

I wiped off the tears on my face and felt a sense of fatigue. The injuries I suffered in the psychedelic forest have not recovered yet, and I have been rushing for a while these days, so I can't help feeling a little uncomfortable now.

After sorting out his emotions, Han Chen then sat down cross-legged on the bed, began to activate Wuyuan power, and repair the injuries in his body.

While healing his wounds, Han Chen also operated the "Nine-Turn God-killing Skilling Technique". At present, the first level of his cultivation requires opening two meridians. One of them can be completed with less than a quarter of them. This progress is relatively considerable.

Time passes quietly inadvertently.

Han Chen, who was in the room, was surrounded by a faint red light. If you look closely, there was a slight blackness on the red surface. The surrounding spiritual power of heaven and earth was sucked in as soon as it touched the black light. Then it merged into Han Chen's body and turned into Wuyuan power.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth here is relatively thin and not as rich as that of Xuanyuan Peak, so Hanchen's progress was not very fast.

At this moment, a slight sound in the air came into his ears. Han Chen's heart moved and tried to listen calmly. This was originally a subconscious behavior, but what he didn't expect was that the slight blurry sound became clearer and clearer. It was actually a few people communicating something.

"Have you heard of it? Han Chen's waste is back."

"Oh? Are you back? When did it happen?"

"It's morning! He still has the face to come back, and he probably can't make it in Xuanyuan Peak."

"Is that needless to say? I don't even have a talented magical power. What else does Xuan Yuanfeng need to do? I think he was probably driven out."

A few years ago, cold

The news that Chen is the "destroying magical power" was transmitted back to the Bai family from Xuanyuan Peak. As soon as the news came out, there was a big fluctuation in the Bai family and even Qianting City.

Everyone knows the importance of natural supernatural powers. It would be fine if Hanchen was just a child of an ordinary family. But his parents were Bai Muxuan and Han Langyu. With this, some bad-minded good-talking people successfully regarded this as a joke after dinner.

Han Chen in the room listened to the topics that everyone outside was talking about. He couldn't help but frowned, his breath became quite rapid.

"Why didn't Hanchen come back early? This tribe came just after the end of last month."

"Are you stupid? This must have been intentional! If he came back before the clan, wouldn't he be beaten to become disabled?"

"That's right, haha."

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"A group of bastards." Han Chen clenched his fists and bit his teeth. The Wuyuan power in his body was running at high speed, rushing towards the meridian with all his strength.

Buzz! Han Chen's body shook suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and the beam of light projected from his eyes was as sharp as a sword light.

"I finally opened a meridian." Han Chen gasped heavily, his face showing a hint of relaxation. He was stimulated by those words, and he bit his teeth and forcibly opened the meridians. This was a bit funny.

Feeling the abundant power in his body and most of his injuries, Han Chen secretly marveled at the magic of the Nine Turns God Killing Skill. He let out a breath, narrowed his eyes, then got up and got out of bed, and walked towards the outer door.

"Hey, tell me, how powerful is that waste Hanchen?" The Bai family's martial arts practice venue, four or five young disciples communicated with each other, and laughed. They showed jokes and contempt on their faces.

"I think it will not exceed the fourth level of Qi Refining at most." The person who spoke was a slightly shorter disciple of the Bai family, whose strength was the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"Is there the fourth level of Qi Refining? I think he doesn't have the Qi Refining Realm, and he is probably still moving in the Body Tempering Realm."

The few people burst into laughter, and Han Chen was completely demoted in their mouths and was worthless. Just as they were having fun chatting, a cold breath instantly swept from behind the people.
Chapter completed!