Chapter 1134: This Uncle Really Hurts

Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ™‚ รท small? Say โ†’', provide you with wonderful novels to read. Han Shixi's face changed: "Sure enough, it's the Cold Spirit Sword!" โ€

"Go away!" Han Che impatiently increased his internal force.

Han dodged lightly: "Your kung fu is all that I have played or not, do you think you can beat me?" โ€

"Then try."

Han Che doesn't care who he is, even if it's really a pity for Han, he can still do it, in this world, up to now, there are only two people he can't move, one is Wumeng, and the other is the child in her belly.

Even Yin Lifalcon, who provoked him, he did not make a mistake.

What Han Shixi said was indeed true, he and Han Che's moves were almost identical, and he was more refined than Han Che, which was related to the proficiency of using moves.

But who is Han Che, Han Che is Han Che who has contracted the artifact of blue fire and flowing gold to his physical strength.

If all his internal forces are released, the entire island can be destroyed in an instant.

The so-called tricks are not refined, so use internal force to make up for it.

The two of them are really inseparable, and no one can take advantage of anyone.

If Han Che didn't have to take care of Wu Meng, he might still be able to kill Han Shi.

Wu Meng watched it for most of the day, and the two were still fighting with no spare strength.

"Don't fight, that uncle in black, you don't have to confirm it, there are seven moles on the soles of his feet, three in the front and four in the back, forming a line of sky."

No matter how good-looking the master's tricks are, she can't recruit her to be hungry.

"Han Che, stop for me, your son is hungry, hurry up and get something to eat!"

Wumeng yelled twice, turned around and left.

Han Che flew backwards and turned over and flew directly towards Wumeng, landing on the ground and picking her up: "Very hungry? โ€

"Well, it's all cooing."

When Han Che heard this, he was in a hurry, how could he be hungry for his daughter-in-law and son, and quickly ran into the wooden house.

Han looked at it for a long time, could it be really Che'er, he didn't go missing?

He chased after him: "Are you really Che'er?" You're not dead? โ€œ

Wumeng sat at the table and beckoned to him: "Uncle, come here, you haven't eaten so early." โ€

Han walked over, looked at her slightly bulging belly, and asked suspiciously, "Are you pregnant?" Is it his? โ€

Wu Meng beckoned him to sit down: "Sit down first, why do you have so many questions." โ€

looks like a very calm uncle.,Why did the style of painting change all of a sudden.ใ€‚

"Where are you calling, we haven't seen you in more than half a month." Wumeng made him a cup of tea.

Han Che ignored Han and took two eggs into the kitchen next to him.

Han regretted to withdraw his gaze from him: "Who is he?" โ€

Wumeng rolled her eyes: "Your son." โ€

Isn't this all certain, does he have to see the soles of Han Bull's feet to be sure.

"I ...... I just can't believe it. Han looked far away, and muttered to himself: "I was crazy because of Yun'er's death, lost my mind, and took care of him flawlessly, and when I went back to look for him, he was gone, some people said that he was thrown off the cliff, I found the cliff and saw a cloth bag, there was no baby in it." โ€

"He was saved by your eldest son." Wu Meng kindly solved his doubts.

It should be impossible for Han Che to tell him this.

"The eldest son?" Han was a little stunned, and he had almost forgotten that he had an eldest son.

Even when he killed Yin Taohua, he didn't think about whether to kill Yin Taohua's son together.

"He's still alive too?"

"Dead." Wumeng suddenly sympathized with Yin Lifalcon.

I also think that he is very great, it is not easy to have such a father, and he can love Han Che so much.

"But it's alive again, it's a long story, uncle, let's talk about you first, didn't you say that you were martyred?" Wumeng asked strangely.

Han shook his head but didn't want to say more.

"Do you have any news of Yun'er?"

Wu Meng really felt that this person was really similar to Han Che's temper, and he only cared about himself.

"Uncle, people should be fair, I answered so many of your questions, and you didn't reply to me, how can you continue to talk like this." Wu Meng picked up the boiling water and drank it, with an expression that didn't intend to pay attention to him.

Han was about to say something, but saw Han Che come in with breakfast.

Two omelettes on two plates, plus a bowl of white rice porridge, and two side dishes.

Placing them in front of Wumeng, Han Che glanced at Han Shixi: "What are you doing here?" โ€

She moved Wumeng to her side, and it was a pity to keep her away from Dianhan.

"Like, it's so similar." It was a little dark outside, and he hadn't looked closely.

Now that the sky is bright, Han regrets that he can see Han Che clearly, and he is six or seven similar to Yun'er.

Wumeng frowned: "Uncle, what do you say?" โ€

"Like Yun'er." Han Shi was a little sorry to talk to himself, looking at Han Che's face and falling into deep thought.

Han Che didn't bother to pay attention to him, and used the meal elegantly, and from time to time he gave Wumeng a chopsticks side dish.

Wumeng glanced at him, then at Han Shixi, put down his chopsticks and handed his fried egg to Han Shixi: "Uncle, you haven't eaten it so early, you can eat it." โ€

Han Che immediately snatched it over: "Wumeng!" Here's what I did. โ€

Why give it to others!

Wu Meng understood what he was hinting at, and couldn't help but roll her eyes and light a candle for Han Bull's parents!

Putting on this kind of cold-blooded and cold-hearted son is also your own sin.

"Uncle, I can't help it, your son won't let me give it to you." Wumeng spread his hands, picked up chopsticks and ate.

"What nonsense, who is his son." Han Che pinched Wumeng's cheek.

Wumeng screamed in pain: "Han Bull, you can't lighten it, it's very painful, okay!" โ€

"You can't remember enough of Yin Qinghua's lesson, what do you recognize." Han Che said with a handsome face.

Wu Meng snorted coldly: "He knows that you have seven moles on the soles of your feet!" There are a few who know about this. โ€

"Don't forget that orcs are everywhere." Han Che took a chopstick dish and put it in her bowl: "Eat quickly, aren't you hungry?" โ€

Wu dreamed about it, and glanced at Han Shi again, too...... It can't be a pity because he looks like Han, and he knows that Han Che has seven moles on his feet, so he is determined to be Han Shipity.

Although Yin Qinghua was arrested, his remnants were not necessarily absent.

Who knows if Yin Qinghua will stay behind after he did the thing of destroying the illusion realm back then.

Wumeng doesn't do anything anymore, and eats his own food obediently.

Han Che raised his eyes and looked at Han Shi sharply: "Go out." โ€

Influence him to eat here.

Han took a pity to retract his fugue and glanced at him, but he didn't get angry and went out obediently.

Wu Meng was surprised: "He's so obedient? โ€

"Leave him alone." Han Che didn't want to pay attention to it at all, regardless of whether he was real or fake, he had no relationship with him anyway.

At best, it's just a stranger who looks a little familiar.

Now he won't give anyone a chance to hurt Mirage Incense.

Wumeng is not a nosy person, since the uncle can come to the island by himself, it is naturally impossible for him to starve to death.

After finishing the meal, she thought about it again and said, "Han Bull, I think he is real, otherwise how would he know your cold light moves, and make him more skilled than you." "Reading, a better reading experience.