My wife is from the fairy world

Han Tianyuan pointed at his nose, dumbfounded.

"How did you know about such a thing, I was obvious..."

"You are obviously well hidden, why were you discovered?"

Mu Changan glanced at Han Tianyuan with slanted eyes and spread his hands.

"I said that you are a perverted old man, you have lived for such a long time, haven't you heard of it, if you want people not to know it, you can't do it unless you do.

"Since you did it, how could you not be discovered?" Han

Tianyuan looked at him through gritted teeth.

"You stinky boy, do

you have any evidence!" "Do you have evidence to prove that I did that kind of thing, old man!" Hearing

this, Mu Changan unhurriedly took out his mobile phone and pulled out a photo that had been dusty for a long time.

Human memory is limited, but machines are not.

Photographs are used to document things that people forget.

In the picture, Han Tianyuan quietly pops out his head on the rooftop, carefully observing a certain floor with a telescope...

Han Tianyuan, who saw the photo, turned his face green.

He never expected that he would be photographed.

At that time, I had checked the situation around the area, and it was impossible to be discovered.

Han Tianyuan raised his head and saw Mu Chang'an's evil expression on his face, and said dejectedly: "Stinky boy, you deleted this photo for me

!" "Old man, I'll promise you!"

I didn't think about it, but I was discovered by this stinky boy!

If this matter was known to the dead old woman at home, I would have to divorce him.

He's that old.

You can't afford to lose your reputation for the end of the season.

Mu Chang'an smiled slightly and deleted the photo.

Han Tianyuan looked at it and added: "I deleted the recycle bin for the old man, and I am not allowed to leave a backup!" "

You still understand it..."

Mu Changan pouted.

He deleted the record according to Han Tianyuan's request, walked over, and patted Han Tianyuan on the shoulder.

"Next, please take care of me!" Han

Tianyuan opened his arm angrily.

"I knew you stinky boy wouldn't give me such a big benefit for nothing.

"Stinky boy, I've long seen that you don't like your eyes, old man, I rely on the old man and sell the old today, and I have a good relationship with you, are you willing?"

Han Tianyuan stared at Mu Chang'an up and down, his eyes full of war.

On the one hand, he wanted to know Mu Chang'an's true strength.

On the other hand, he also wants to know how far his strength has reached after he has been reborn.

"Oh, old man, are you serious?"

"I'm not afraid that your old bones will fall apart."

Patriarch An looked at Han Tianyuan with interest.

After the Gang Qi in Han Tianyuan's body was transformed into aura, the aura emitted was already at the level of the early Yuan Infant.

Although the overall aura is still a little vain, it is not a true Yuan Infant Monk.

"You say so, you just agreed?" Han

Tianyuan looked at him, took the baby's mace in his hand, and was eager to try.

Pastor An smiled and nodded.

"There's nothing wrong with me.

"Chang'an, do I need to avoid it?"

At this time, Xu Yu on the side raised his arm tremblingly.

He glanced at Han Tianyuan and Mu Chang'an.

The so-called gods fight, and mortals suffer.

Although he is now an immortal cultivator, he is only a scumbag of the battle in the Qi refining period.

If you are affected by the battle, you don't know how many lives you will have to take in.

Mu Changan looked at Xu Yu, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, this old man doesn't have that strength yet."

When Han Tianyuan heard this, he seemed to be greatly insulted.

I don't take

the old man in my eyes! The old man and I are also recognized as the number one in the world.

When have you ever been wronged like this!

Han Tianyuan yelled at him angrily: "Stinky boy, stop talking nonsense, let the old man beat me first!"

With that, he raised his mace and swung it at him heavily.

When swung, the aura wraps around the entire mace, tearing through the air and making a squeaky crackling sound.

What

does this feel like——!

Han Tianyuan waved his stick with a shocked expression.

There is an indescribable lightness in the body, and the whole body seems to have infinite strength.

After the transformation of Gang Qi into aura, his strength rose by more than one notch, and he felt so cool that he flew up!

"Stinky boy, I don't have any strength, you don't dodge yet!" Han

Tianyuan saw that Mu Changan was standing in place without dodging, and kindly reminded.

His stick was powerful enough to shatter a mountain.

In the past, it was also recognized as the world's first in the hidden world.

Now it has been reborn, and its strength has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He was sure that even those monsters before him couldn't stand his blow!

He thought that the patriarch would follow his advice and dodge.

But Mu Changan took the initiative to reach forward, and a brilliant golden light appeared on his arm, intending to grab his stick directly with his hand.

"Stinky boy, don't you want your arm!" Han

Tianyuan shouted violently.

He couldn't retract his strength.

The mace swung heavily at Mu Changan's head.

The next moment, Han Tianyuan's expression froze.

Han Tianyuan: (⊙ˍ⊙)

I saw that the mace, which was powerful and capable of shaking mountains and rivers, was tightly held in Mu Chang'an's hand.

Han Tianyuan looked at the scene, opened his mouth, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I'll go, you kid, isn't it

!" "This can all be next!"

This blow alone made him realize the gap between him and Mu Chang'an.

Mu Changan, this stinky boy, is really a monster!

"Hmm... The strength is okay, but the material of this stick is a bit rubbish, and it can't play your full strength.

Mu Changan grabbed the mace with one hand and touched his chin with the other, thinking and making comments at the same time.

"What, old man, my rod is rubbish

?" "What are you kidding

?" "Stinky boy, do you know what it's made of?"

"This is made from the hardest ore in the world, forged in seventy-seventy-nine days. "

You actually say garbage!" Han

Tianyuan had a feeling of being despised and retorted unwillingly.

How much effort did he put in to collect those ores?

Now, it is treated as garbage by the pastor Chang'an.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I don't really mean anything else.

Pastor An smiled wryly.

He was in the Immortal Mansion, and he didn't know how many magical ores he saw.

The vision is naturally more than one grade higher than Han Tianyuan.

"The material used to make this stick is really hard, but by my standards, it's not good enough.

He squeezed his five fingers hard, and his fingers were embedded in the mace.

When Han Tianyuan saw this scene, he was so frightened that his soul was almost gone.

"Stinky boy, what do you want to do to the old man's weapon!" Han

Tianyuan looked terrified and wanted to pull his mace back.

But.

Mu Chang'an's grip was so tight that no matter how hard he tried, the mace didn't move at all.

The

hard mace was as fragile as a watermelon in his hand, and he crushed it with a handful.

The fragments that landed in the air shattered as Han Tianyuan's heart.

"Ahhh——!h

Mu Changan crossed his arms and looked at Han Tianyuan's grief and crying, a little speechless.

Isn't it just an ordinary mace, you can cry?"

"I'll just say that the material of your stick is not good, and you still don't believe it."

When Han Tianyuan heard his words, he glared at him angrily.

"Stinky boy, what do

you know!" "How many years has this stick been with the old man, do you know!

" "Twenty-five years and three months

!" "You just broke it for the old man!" Han

Tianyuan roared as he picked up the fragments of the mace on the ground.

"You might as well kill me!" he

said, turning his neck sideways and waiting for Mu Chang'an to kill him.

Mu Changan tilted his head a little embarrassed, his face embarrassed.

It turns out that Uncle Han and the mace still have such a deep relationship.

He broke the mace in front of him, which was equivalent to killing his wife in front of Uncle Han.

If you have this kind of feeling, you can definitely understand it.

"Okay, okay, I didn't know that this stick had such a meaning to you, I'll make it up for you, can't

you?" "Make it up?"

When Han Tianyuan heard this, he stopped his tears and stared at him suspiciously.

"How are you going to make it up?"

"Stinky boy, no matter how strong you are, you can't go back in time!"

Mu Changan shook his head.

"I really haven't reached that level yet.

Han Tianyuan's face was dull.

Now,

that means, you can do it later?

bragging!