When Hanyu took Fuwang away, Fuwang was only four and a half years old. It was less than three years until Hanjing had an accident on the island. Fuwang shouldn't have grown up so fast.What's more, Fuwang's talent is outstanding, as long as he starts to practice, this kind of thing will never happen to Fuwang as he grows up over time.But even though there are so many confusions, once the name "Fuwang" is called, Han Jing finds that he is absolutely sure that this is his Han Fuwang, his little apprentice, and the person he misses.

Fuwang was still dying, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Han Jing, his long eyelashes were shaking non-stop: "What did you say? I'm not Fuwang!"

Han Jing laughed back, and tore off the silk ribbon around Fuwang's neck with all his strength. Fuwang dared not to break it, but he tore off the ribbon and burned it into two pieces. He held it in his hand and said sharply: "Han Fuwang , you have grown up, dare to deceive you as a teacher, don't you!"

The red inverted triangular birthmark grew a bit, but the color did not fade away. It was still as red as blood. Fuwang squatted on the ground with his head down like a caught quail, without making a sound.

Han Jing grabbed his arm: "You are here, where is Master? Didn't Master take care of you? Then you come with me, get out of here, and follow me to find Han Jin."

Fuwang was like a big weight. Not only could he not move, he sat on the ground by himself, looked up at Han Jing pitifully, and broke Han Jing's hand with his other arm: "I won't go! I won't go! If you want to go, go by yourself!"

Han Jing couldn't move with brute force, so he couldn't help but use his spiritual power, but when he made a move, Han Jing immediately regretted it, Fuwang's appearance was like his age, he must not have cultivated himself, he used his spiritual power rashly, Fuwang's tendons were weak , in case the concussion was no joke, he immediately withdrew the spiritual power he had just used on his hand.Unexpectedly, a spiritual power of self-defense and counterattack came from Fuwang's arm. As soon as Han Jing's spiritual power was withdrawn, it went straight to Han Jing's body unimpeded. As soon as this aggressive spiritual power entered the body, it felt like a small needle had stabbed the soft and sensitive dantian, and a small mouthful of blood spit out in an instant.

Fuwang was so scared that his face turned pale, he stared blankly at Han Jing, and anxiously reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Han Jing's mouth, Han Jing took a step back and let go of his arm.

Fuwang's eyes with thick eyelashes and deep shadows instantly turned red. Looking at the ground, his long eyelashes trembled and he clasped his hands, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Han Jing again.

The small needle was still stuck in Hanjing's dantian, Hanjing restrained his breath, and released the spiritual power. During this process, he kept watching Fuwang without saying a word. The teardrops got bigger and bigger, and the eye sockets could hardly bear it.

Enough of scaring, and after confirming that Fuwang is still his apprentice Fuwang, Han Jing used the first routine in his life: "You hate me so much?"

Fuwang shook his head again and again, and the big teardrops couldn't bear the swing, and fell directly to the ground. Han Jing was so distressed that he couldn't continue acting: "Then why don't you come with me? You are not living happily."

Fuwang noticed the change in Han Jing's tone, wiped away his tears and looked up at Han Jing, and said for a long time, "I can't go."

"why?"

Fuwang shook his head: "I can't say."

Can't leave, can't talk, but Han Jing has to ask, as a master, he hasn't taken good care of his apprentice for more than ten years, and now the apprentice obviously has something on his mind that is hard to say, how can a master just leave: "Your teacher Where is the ancestor? Where has my master gone?"

Fuwang looked away: "He went hunting."

"What do you hunt for?"

Fuwang hesitated: "Eat."

"Based on the cultivation bases of the two of you, how much food do you need to eat to go hunting and not return for two months?"

When necessary, Han Jing found that her mind could be very flexible.In the past, he was pampered and accompanied by someone, and he didn't need to think about or worry about anything, and he didn't need to ask about anything himself, but now that person is away, Fuwang can't ignore it, and Han Jing has to become smarter.

Fuwang was at a loss for words, he hesitated and couldn't answer.

Han Jing continued: "What is your cultivation level now?"

This Fuwang answered without thinking too much: "I don't know, I haven't been through a thunderstorm so far."

A thunderstorm is a catastrophe, and a catastrophe is a door. With Fuwang's talent and the power of the counterattack spirit just now, Xiaolei should have had it long ago.But Fuwang's expression didn't look like a lie. Although Han Jing lacked the ability to perceive words and expressions, he didn't feel that Fuwang was lying to him in his heart. Han Jing felt uneasy: "Have you been living in the elf world all these years?"

Fuwang remained silent.

Silence is also an answer, Han Jing wondered: "Are you really?"

Fuwang looked at Han Jing sadly: "Not only do you not remember my birthday, you also don't remember my age."

"What year is it?"

"The Huiling era is two thousand and 280 years old."

Han Jing was struck by lightning, he had been dead for ten years, but he walked twice in the reincarnation of time in the hands of Tian Dao, time actually made such a big joke.So Han Jin, how did you live these ten years?

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Fuwang looked at Han Jing worriedly.

Han Jing came back to his senses, in front of him was Fuwang's youthful face, which looked bigger and taller than his own appearance, but Han Jing still felt that he was looking at a child, A lonely child who refused to return to Master, Han Jing could not help but sigh: "Fuwang, tell me, is Master still alive?"

When he asked this sentence, although he was mentally prepared, Han Jing's voice still trembled involuntarily.The people who chased and killed Master and Fuwang back then were all powerful people with high cultivation bases. Since Hanyu took Fuwang away, those people have never troubled Hanjing again. Where did they go? Metaphor.Now that Fuwang is alone in the elf world, Han Jing already has the worst guess in his mind.

Fuwang didn't understand why Han Jing's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he replied in a daze, "I'm alive."

Han Jing's heart immediately stabilized. As long as the master and apprentice are fine and alive, there is nothing that cannot be solved by asking: "Then do you know where he is?"

Fuwang was silent again.

Han Jing put on a straight face: "Take me, what are you hiding from me, you can't tell me? I will never harm you, you don't believe me?"

Fuwang shook his head again and again, for fear that Hanjing would get more angry if he took a step too late: "No, no, we are afraid that you will make things difficult..." Fuwang suddenly covered his mouth and stopped talking.

Han Jing said: "What is there for me to embarrass? You are my master and apprentice, one is the person who taught me to raise me, and the other is the person who I taught and raised. I trust you, no matter what you do, as long as you If you think it’s right, I’ll stand by your side and won’t make things difficult.”

Fuwang covered his mouth and refused to say more.

Han Jing was anxious in his heart, and suddenly knew that ten years had passed, and he was even more worried about Han Jin's current situation, as long as Fuwang was left here, Han Jing couldn't do it.Han Jin didn't know where Han Jin was going to look for, but Fuwang was right in front of him. Han Jing hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Fuwang's arm: "If you don't tell me, then follow me, I won't If you are left here alone, follow me to find Han Jin."

He accidentally hurt Han Jing just now, Fuwang was extra careful this time, he didn't dare to use any spiritual power, he could only rely on brute force to struggle on the spot and shouted: "I won't go, I won't go!"

Han Jing held him tightly: "You can't help but say no, I don't know what your life has been like these years, and now that I know, I won't let you go alone."

Fuwang tugged at his sleeve and pulled it back desperately. With a jab, the sleeve was torn. Fuwang and Han Jing were stunned at the same time. It was Fuwang who reacted first and ran away.Han Jing hurriedly chased after him, Fuwang ran very fast, and crossed the hillside in a blink of an eye, Han Jing naturally chased after him without hesitation.

After passing the hillside, but passing a small hill, the scenery suddenly changed. The stretch of green grass and swaying flowers suddenly turned into tumbling loess, as if being shoveled away with a big shovel by a hundred-foot-tall giant. On the ground, there are staggered grooves everywhere and the sharp raised tips of the soil clods that can accommodate five or six people standing, and there are some signs of drying.

A person in this place is like an ant breaking into a crop field. Fuwang was a little worried that Hanjing would fall, so he turned his head to look for a few times, but found that Hanjing's speed remained unabated, and he turned and ran away in a panic.

Han Jing chased him all the way, and Fuwang could really run. Han Jing almost lost him a few times, but finally he had a flash of light. When Fuwang looked back, he pretended to hide under a big clod. Fuwang saw After a few glances, he let go of his spiritual sense to see that Han Jing's physical body was broken, and his five senses were closed in the state of mind and soul. Fuwang didn't expect that Han Jing had died once, and he finally believed that he really got rid of Han Jing.

Fuwang hesitated for a while, then turned around and came back.

Han Jing waited for him to approach, and rushed out to catch Fuwang.

Fuwang was startled, and raised his hand to strike, but when he saw it was Han Jing, he withdrew his hand again. During this back and forth, Han Jing had already grabbed Fuwang's wrist.

"Why don't you run away?" Han Jing glared at Fu Wang ferociously. In fact, she was not angry at all, and neither was her round eyes.

Fuwang didn't struggle this time, he looked at Han Jing anxiously, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that if you get lost, you won't be able to go back."

Han Jing thought he wanted to go back by himself, and completely forgot that if he really lost Fuwang, he might not be able to get out here forever. Cheng Cheng was full of emotion and love: "Then you don't run around, and follow me to find your teacher's wife."

Fuwang didn't speak, and although Han Jing grabbed his wrist, he walked ahead to lead the way.

"What are your difficulties that you can't tell the teacher?" Han Jing's voice was a little childish, but when he spoke softly, it seemed that he was the apprentice, "You are so worried about the teacher."

Fuwang just doesn't talk.

Although he doesn't speak, at least he doesn't worry that he will abandon him and run away. The future will be long and he will always be able to speak.

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