Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuan returned to China, this time, Qin Hao was already by his side.

At the foot of Longchi Mountain, Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Hao with red eyes.

"Haoer!" She looked at Qin Hao, full of compassion.

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly for the reunion of mother and son, but it was March. Even if Qin Hao didn't quarrel with him in the past, Qin Hao would return home once a year.

But Qin Xuan also knew that Jun Wushuang was worried day and night, paying attention to Qin Hao's dynamics.

The mother is worried, but that's all.

After the mother and son recounted the past for a while, Qin Hao walked towards the Qin family. The two elders are probably also worried about this March, and Qin Hao is naturally going to visit him.

After Qin Hao left, Jun Wushuang turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

She had a different expression, and finally sighed slightly.

"In the old days, I was rude!"

She walked to Qin Xuan's side and gently wrapped Qin Xuan's neck, "I just feel sorry for Hao'er, not unknown, but I can be cruel to the people of the world, and only Hao'er, I'm not even more cruel."

For such an intimate move, Qin Xuan did not care.

"I know!" Qin Xuan said indifferently: "At the beginning, although I said I borrowed you for a hundred years, in fact, I borrowed more from you. Although I have been concerned about Haoer since I was a child, you are the only one to teach me how to teach."

Qin Xuan didn't say any more, he slowly got up, planning to go to the top of the mountain to cultivate.

"Just this time, not as an example!"

He said softly.

Jun Wushuang's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Qin Xuan's back.

"Qin Xuan!"

Suddenly, Jun Wushuang's face turned red, and he whispered for a lifetime.

Qin Xuan paused slightly before turning his head to look at Jun Wushuang.

"Today, stay at home, right?" Jun Wushuang's face seemed to be more rosy, "good?"

She looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of hope in her eyes.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly. He looked at Jun Wushuang. Finally, his brows eased and he nodded gently.

"Alright!"

The sun is setting, and the spring is thick.

At the foot of Longchi Mountain, there seems to be a whispering whisper, turning the dragon to the phoenix.

...

Qin Xuan gave Qin Hao eleven years, and since then, Qin Hao has left.

He entered this red dust, looking for his own way, and it seemed that Qin Hao never existed in the Qin family, only the new year, Shangyuan, Qin Hao would return and reunite with the Qin family.

What surprised everyone was that whether it was Qin Xuan, Qin Hao or Jun Wushuang, the three of them didn't seem to be a little old.

The years passed by like water, but there seemed to be no traces of them on the three.

"Qingdi!"

On this day, someone entered this dragon pond.

It has been more than seven years since Qin Hao entered the red dust, and now Qin Hao is almost 26 years old.

In the past, Qin Xuan was twenty-six years old, and he was already famous and invincible in the world.

But Qin Hao was completely different from Qin Xuan, he was unknown, and even the whole world knew that the Qing Emperor had a son, but he didn't know who he was.

Qin Xuan opened his eyes from the top of Longchi Mountain and said slowly.

"Come on!"

After Qin Yan'er met Jun Wushuang from the foot of the mountain, she was like a green rainbow rising from her feet, driving the rainbow to the 3,000-meter sacred mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Qin Yan'er bowed his head respectfully.

In the past, Qin Hao entered the red dust to refine his heart. Although Qin Xuan said that he would cut off all wealth, he still let Qin Yan'er follow Qin Hao.

Don't say it was Jun Wushuang that was hard to be cruel, even he couldn't really break love.

After all, because of his own blood, how could he really ignore it?

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged, looking at Qin Yan'er quietly if he was banished from the immortal Linchen.

"Say it!"

In seven years, Qin Yan'er returned, so naturally he had something to say.

Qin Yan'er raised his head, looked at Qin Xuan in awe, and said slowly.

"Emperor Qing, I have followed Qin Hao for the past seven years and watched this Qin Hao enter the red dust. In the seven years, since Qin Hao entered the red dust, he began to enter the hundred trades. He has gone through all walks of life and worked as a cook. Once worked as a cleaner, and even worked as a worker on the construction site..."

Qin Yan'er spoke in detail, and Qin Xuan was not surprised.

In the past, Qin Hao entered the red dust to refine his heart and asked him for advice, but Qin Xuan only responded with one sentence.

Savor the ups and downs of the red dust, through the joys and sorrows of this world.

After saying so, how to realize it depends on Qin Hao himself.

What Qin Xuan never thought was that Qin Hao would actually do this, and be tempered by one hundred careers?

Qin Xuan cannot deny that this is also a kind of heart training, which may be quite different from what he expected, but this is Qin Hao's path. He does not intend to participate in how to choose.

"Qingdi!"

Qin Yaner had a sudden stop, her expression condensed slightly, "Qin Hao has changed more than 120 girlfriends in the past seven years..."

Qin Xuan's face condensed, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

"You mean Haoer?"

Qin Yan'er nodded bitterly, "Qin Hao always talks about love, and has never done anything too much, Qing Emperor, you know, in Qin Hao's appearance..."

Qin Hao is handsome and extraordinary, and he is more of a family style cultivated in the Qin family.

In this age of beauty, Qin Hao has a fatal attraction to girls.

Qin Xuan shook his head, "This kid!"

In the past seven years, Qin Hao went home every year but never talked about it. In seven years, he changed more than 120 girlfriends, and Qin Xuan's mouth twitched slightly.

you are awesome!

Qin Xuan was a little bit dumbfounded. He used to talk to Qin Hao and could not marry. This kid was refining his heart by his own permission and chose his path when he was thirty.

Now, he seems to have cast a prodigal son.

Just as Qin Xuan's thoughts were coming up, Qin Yan'er had already spoken again.

"Qin Hao, still cultivating martial arts!"

"Budo?"

Qin Xuan looked at Qin Yan'er, "Hao'er really hasn't been idle in these seven years."

Entering a hundred lines to refine your mind, making more than 120 girlfriends, and now practicing martial arts?

Qin Xuan seemed to chuck lightly. Among them, there was something he didn't pleasing to the eyes, but he still had a firm heart and didn't disturb Qin Hao's path.

When he was thirty years old, Qin Hao had his own choice.

"What realm is it now?" Qin Xuan asked softly.

"Now he has become a master!" Qin Yan'er slowly said, "Almost half a step innate. In China, he also has a lot of fame. He is known as the most eye-catching genius in the South, and he is not as famous as He Taisui in the past. "

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, "Did he use his original name?"

In Huaxia, there are not a few people who know that his son is Qin Hao, and even if Qin Hao conceals it, he will certainly not hide it from the National Guard.

Qin Yan'er looked down, "Qin Hao modified a method of changing the skin and changed his name to Qin Hongchen."

Qin Xuan's eyes lighted, the way to change his face?

"Is it granted by Jun Wushuang?"

Qin Yan'er lowered her eyes and nodded, "Yes!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Well, it's easy to change your face, and it's easier to fall into the world, what she has done is not wrong!"

Qin Yan'er nodded and let out a gentle breath.

"So, Yaner says goodbye!"

Qin Yan'er left, but Qin Xuan's mind was rippled.

"I seem to finally understand why my dad calls me the brat!" Qin Xuan sighed softly, "Don't worry about having children!"

He finally calmed his mind and continued to practice. As for Qin Yaner's words, he seemed to have never heard of it.

The road is alone, and Qin Hao's road is his own.

The years have gradually passed, and years have passed.

Outside the earth, in the vast sky of stars.

Satellites move slowly from the starry sky, overlooking the entire star.

Suddenly, in this vast starry sky, a rune quietly emerged, the rune has a size of a meter, and there are no knowing how many, and finally turned into a huge array of hundreds of meters, rising from the starry sky.

An endless stream of light emerged from this large array, with colorful colors, gorgeous eyes, vaguely, and there seemed to be figures, shimmering from this stream of light.

Suddenly, a golden silk jade boot stepped out of this stream of light.