The moment he saw Han Wenzhi, Han Dong couldn't help but smile. If he saw his sister Xiao Qian relieved his sorrow, then seeing his father relieved his anxiety and depression, as if he had returned to the heavy harbor of childhood.

"oh."

"I'm asking for something from the Emperor Lord, why don't he send me a message?" Han Dong asked in a chat with comfort and leisure for the first time.

The tense mind, body and even soul are all relaxed because of the primitive star gate.

Every tension and relaxation are nothing more than that.

Even Han Dong vaguely felt that many star maps in the soul space had undergone subtle changes, which was more in line with the state of cultivation that was twice the result with half the effort.

With the synchronous video outside the star area, Han Wenzhi looked at his son Han Dong and smiled and said, "The Emperor Lord doesn't want to disturb your cultivation... The Emperor Lord said that there is nothing big outside cultivation, so I just asked me to find an opportunity to say it when I received the video, after all, you are very busy."

Han Dong nodded, not caring: "Oh."

Then he saw Han Wenzhi rubbing his hands, as if he had thousands of words and didn't know how to say it. He thought about it before and after thinking about it, and said, "Son, when you have time, take care of me, just take care of me. The emperor took care of our family a lot."

Han Wenzhi's voice seemed to be ill.

For fear of disturbing your son and causing trouble for him, it is like thousands of Chinese parents dialing their son's mobile phone number far away from home.

Han Dong can't describe what tone this.

Han Dong can't describe what his mood was.

I felt my heart tremble, and opened my mouth with both sadness and distress. He took a deep breath and said, "Dad, I'm not busy at all. Besides, Dad, you personally give the order, how can I not accept it?"

Even Han Wenzhi did not emphasize that Han Dong would take care of the emperor's request just by relying on the request of the emperor, Zhengu.

But at this moment, Han Dong didn't care about the kindness of the emperor's emperor, but just looked at his biological father Han Wenzhi with great concern... He didn't know what common sense he had been instilled with, which led to his father being so unfamiliar with him?

He was born in Suhe City and has an ordinary family.

Although I don’t know what other children call parents, Han Dong uses “Dad” and “Mom” as the main name. He rarely uses the word you, but he feels unfamiliar and not close to him. Most parents hope that their children will keep respect in their hearts, and being kind is the most important thing.

This is my dear dad!

Raising yourself for so many years!

Han Dong was really anxious, even if he practiced, he had never been so anxious.

At this time, he looked as usual, not talking about these things, and continued to talk about family matters. This is synchronized video, the distance is too far away, and rushing to communicate can easily cause adverse effects.

Sure enough, after chatting for a while, the father and son returned to their previous state.

No matter how strong Han Dong has achieved in his cultivation, he is still willing to lower his head and bend his back when facing his parents, and have respect, awe, and a kindness and unconditional dependence.

"Dad." Han Dong clapped his hands, and the magical white flames beating in his palm: "Hehe, it looks pretty good. When I go home in a few days, I will bring you some cultivation resources in the human palace. I dare not say that the starlight level is, and it should be no problem to be able to level the peak."

hiss.

Han Wenzhi gasped: "The Most Holy Supreme?"

Um?

Han Dong was stunned and took a breath with laughter and tears: "Yes, the Supreme Saint, the peak of the Dharma Realm is the peak of the Ability Level."

The Supreme Holy Supreme... even in the starry sky of the universe, even the virtual cave-level universe realm cannot afford such a title.

"Haha, my son is really promising." After receiving his son's affirmative reply, Han Wenzhi stood up excitedly, waved his vicissitudes of life to express his excitement and expectation.

Who wouldn't want to go straight into the nine-level clouds alone and gallop across the world? Han Wenzhi, who was wearing a light black wool sweater and a kitchen apron on the lower body, also had this dream.

But he didn't wait for him to speak again.

Chen Shu, who rushed towards the communication equipment, pushed Han Wenzhi away, twisted the communication perspective with a smile, took a breath, and pointed it at himself and his daughter-in-law Zhang Meng beside him, and his face remained unchanged: "Son, son, your father is busy, I won't talk to you anymore. Don't worry about him, let's continue talking."

beside.

Han Wenzhi spread his hands and looked down at the kitchen apron, speechless for a moment.

"Xiaodong." Chen Shuk, no matter what Han Wenzhi thought, hugged Zhang Meng, and said earnestly: "Come back quickly. Calculate your age. It's time for you and Xiao Meng to get married."

marry!

These two words form a word, and it hits Han Dong's heart like thunder in the sky.

"It's time for me to get married."

"I should have a home, too."

Han Dong whispered in a low voice, thought for a while, looked at his mother Chen Shu, and then at the little mistress with a blushed face, as if he had seen the most beautiful and moving colors in the world.

In between silent.

It is inconceivable between.

The unparalleled power, like a blazing volcano erupting on the spot, a tsunami riot in an instant, and a starry sea came into view, igniting Han Dong's desire and yearning in his heart, injecting indestructible beliefs, instilling the distant look of returning home as soon as possible, and completely boiling!

go home!

Back to hometown!

Although it took a little longer... He probably will be eligible for a temporary vacation after the primitive battle ends.

"The original battle."

A flash of blazing color flashed in Han Dong's eyes.

After careful calculation, I have been in the Primitive Star Gate for four years, which is barely considered to be of a medium level. In another five years, I will participate in the Primitive Battle, compete with many Primitive geniuses who practiced soul thoughts, get the qualification to comprehend the Mingwen Monument, and then return to my hometown in glory.

However.

I still have five years to hear.

Zhang Meng was not anxious, but his mother Chen Shu was anxious and took pictures of the communication equipment in a hurry.

The regulations of the Turban District are strict, so Han Dong couldn't go in and out at will, so he had to listen to his mother scolding: "You know how to practice every day! What kind of practice can you cultivate? Can you create a grandson for me? If you don't come back in five years, you kid won't have to come back!"

Zhang Meng's face turned redder.

Han Dong's face was also frozen.

No wonder my mother was so happy this time...it was to hug her grandson quickly...it turned out that she was thinking too much and was self-indulgent.

There are four star gates in the Tsukui area.

The four major star gates cover the main areas. Outside the star gate is the public area, which combines real geniuses and preparatory cultivation geniuses who occasionally leave their star gates.

Light red void, preparatory level cultivation city.

The huge city with a long history is filled with the dual meaning of ancient and advanced technology, and accommodates thousands of cultivation geniuses and civil servants. These cultivation geniuses come from all over the starry sky, including ancient countries and empires, as well as institutions, families, companies and other organizations outside the country.

...

In the west of the city, a residential area for practicing genius.

Here are the main buildings, each building has nine floors, which is not dilapidated, but it has no courage, and it is filled with a low and lonely atmosphere.

Just looking at the two burly young men with wings on their backs, looking at the nine-story building on the left: "This building is the only remaining person in the Chenhe Empire in the torch area. Two died a few days ago, and there were still eighteen people left. In my opinion, ignore them, the people in the Chenhe Empire will disappear sooner or later. They cannot adapt to the efficient competition environment at all."

The other man nodded and said, "Yeah, that's right."

They are burly and flapping their wings, creating a rolling dusty romance.

The two of them are from the Tianyu Empire in the Milky Way. They are both in the city office and serve as temporary civil servants. They have higher identities than normal cultivation geniuses.

Although it is not much taller, it is enough to make them qualified to despise the Chenhe Empire.

In the Torch Zone, the four major star gates are the most important and are concerned and valued by the human race.

There are countless preparatory level cultivation geniuses, and they are in a free-range competitive environment. Whoever is stronger can get more resources. The weak will either rise or be cruelly eliminated.

The rules of the rules of the weak, which lead to the stronger the stronger the weaker the weaker.

exactly.

There is a cultivation genius in the Tianyu Empire ranked among the top 3,000 in the preparatory level, and is probably only one step away from the Hengsha genius. The Chenhe Empire cannot compete at all, so it can only be taken away.

"The Chenhe Empire has no chance."

"Yes, within the scope of the rules, we keep oppressing the Chenhe Empire. As long as we squeeze out cultivation resources, seize the opportunity to fire, do not give them time to breathe, nor give them the chance to become stronger, the Chenhe Empire will become weaker and weaker."

"At present, this strategy is quite successful." The two stood at the door of the building, chatting wildly, and talking loudly.

That's right, they just want the people of Chenhe Empire to hear it and hear it clearly.

The nine-story building was lifeless, with no sound or a trace of movement, as if it was empty and no one was there, just an empty building.

"snort."

One of them squinted his eyes and sneered in an unknown way. He clearly sensed the breath of life and couldn't help but say loudly.

"There are three days left, the Tsukugawa area will issue a new round of cultivation resources."

"This time, we will only challenge the people in Chenhe, one by one, and no one can be missed. Let them all hand over 70% of the cultivation resources, and from then on, there will be nowhere to stay!"

The eyes were contemptuous, the expression was contemptuous, and the words were full of sneering and ridicule. The two chatted without any concealment.

There is still no sound in the building.

There really seems no one in the building.

The two of the Tianyu Empire didn't care about this. They talked until they had fun and walked slowly to the distance and disappeared at the end of the street.

At the same time, inside the building.

The eighteen cultivation geniuses of the Chenhe Empire, led by a young man with a white horn, looked gloomy and gloomy. They stared at the building tightly, and waited until the two left before they breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone is an unattainable genius in the Chenhe Empire.

From Chenhe Palace and then to the ancient country of the universe, we finally got a precious opportunity to come to the ancient hall, one of the three major halls of the Starry Sky Human Clan, and enter the torch area where geniuses gather.

And at this moment.

Everyone felt anxious and depressed.

"what to do?"

"There are three days left. Will the cultivation resources you receive every year lose to the Tianyu Empire?"
Chapter completed!