Chapter 44-The Holy Son

Hearing the shouting, Han Yun couldn’t help looking back.

I saw the little boy who was originally unconscious, but he woke up without knowing when.

The little boy was hugged by Huang Ziyun.

The mysterious intruder saw the little boy appear, his eyes filled with joy:

“His Royal Highness, are you okay?”

“Grandpa Mei, thank you for being old. If you didn’t try to take me out, I…I would really be trapped in the mist of the seven evil spirits!”

After the little boy finished speaking, he broke free from Huang Ziyun’s arms, ran directly in front of Han Yun, and knelt down:

“Han senior!”

“Please let Grandpa Mei go!”

“As long as I know things, I can tell you.”

“Hehe, didn’t you say it would be over!”

Han Yun immediately gave a look, and the Black Earth Dragon God took back the tornado that had restrained the intruder.

“Well, well, who are you guys anyway?”

The little boy bit his lip and said softly:

“Han senior, I am the contemporary saint son of Hanshanmen, and my name is Wu Yingxiong.”

“Grandpa Mei’s name is Mei Niansheng, and he is a Rogue Cultivators from the Northern Wilderness Empire.”

“Hanshan Gate???”

Han Yun suddenly felt that Sect’s name was very familiar.

Um? This cold mountain gate seems to be a Sect that was shrouded in the mist of the seven evil spirits that Zuo Yunxiao told me not long ago.

“I have heard of the Hanshan Gate. It is said that it is now completely covered by the mist of the seven evil spirits. How did you escape?”

The little boy glanced at Han Yun and said softly:

“A few days ago, my Zhenpai treasure at Hanshan Gate was stolen, and the demon who was suppressed below ran out!”

“It was that big demon who caused the Qisha Demon Mist. My sister sent a distress signal before the Qisha Demon Mist completely enveloped Sect.”

“Fortunately, Grandpa Mei arrived in time, so I got out of trouble.”

“But I accidentally got a little mist of the seven evil spirits, so I was unconscious.”

After the little boy answered, Han Yun then asked:

“Then how could you be thrown by this old man on the side of the road at the entrance of the mountain village? If my disciple kindly picked you back, you might have been eaten by wild wolves.”

Mei Niansheng looked embarrassed and said:

“It’s really helpless for me to have His Highness the Son on the roadside down the mountain!”



“His Royal Highness and I were being chased by people at the time. I had to put it on the side of the road to get those people away.”

“I left those people behind, and then returned to the side of the road, only to find that His Royal Highness the Son was missing.”

“So when I was in a hurry, I came here to force the Sect!”

“Also please forgive me, Master Han!”

Han Yun waved his hand and said:

“Forget it, it was my disciple’s kind heart that brought him back.”

“Then since it was a misunderstanding, you should leave quickly!”

Mei Niansheng walked over and took the little boy’s hand, ready to take him away.

Unexpectedly, the little boy knelt down again:

“Han senior!”

“Actually, I escaped from the mist of the seven evil spirits, and the place I want to go is yours.”

“Is where you want to go after you escape?”

Han Yun frowned and said:

“We didn’t seem to be familiar with it before? Why would you think of coming to me?”

“Of course, Han senior doesn’t know me, but in this immortal cultivation world of the Northern Wilderness Empire, who doesn’t know you, Han senior of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?”

After the little boy took a deep look at Han Yun, he immediately knocked his head a few times.

“I beg Han senior, please save me Hanshanmen!”

“Please beg Han senior, save my sister, right?”

“In the entire Northern Wilderness Empire, only you have the ability to save me Hanshanmen.”

“…”

Han Yun had an urge to scold his mother now.

Unexpectedly, he would now claim that he would become a celebrity in the Northern Wilderness Empire.

Everyone in the Northern Wilderness Empire regards themselves as God.

Just now, the old man left wanted to let himself go to Hanshan Gate.

The holy son of the Hanshan Gate also begged himself to save the Hanshan Gate.

What do these people think?

Am I just TMD as everyone’s free bodyguard?

Han Yun looked at the little boy and said immediately:

“Your name is Wu Yingxiong, right?”

“Although I don’t know who asked you to come.”

“Not long ago, the wife of Taiyuanzong went to Elder and asked me to visit Hanshanmen, but I refused.”

“The reason? It’s actually very simple. I don’t have so much idle time to take care of those nosy matters.”

“I am not Iron Man, not Batman, not Flash, nor Huang Feihong, so you should still ask for other awesome experts!”

After Wu Yingxiong heard the words, there was a trace of despair on his face.

His eyes were a little ruddy, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn’t say anything.

It’s not that Han Yun is cold-blooded, but he really doesn’t want to be nosy anymore. This time and the next time he helped, when will he be the leader!

In the future, there will be countless messy things coming to the door.

At this moment, Mei Niansheng suddenly said:

“His Royal Highness, didn’t your sister give you a letter?”

“My sister’s letter?”

After Wu Yingxiong heard Mei Niansheng’s reminder, he remembered the Big Sis letter.

“I remember… my letter was in my baggage, Big sis, have you seen my baggage?”

Huang Ziyun took the little baggage Wu Yingxiong had previously carried.

“Now, this is your burden. I have been keeping it for you.”

“Hurry up and check, is there anything missing in it?”

Wu Yingxiong opened his bag in a panic, and he felt relieved when he saw the letter from Big sis inside.



“Han senior, let me ask, that… is Sister Huang in your Sect?”

“Senior Sister Huang? Which Sister Huang? What is her specific name?”

“It’s Senior Sister Huang Ziyun Huang who used to be in the Spirit Sword Sect. I heard my sister tell me that after Senior Sister Huang started worshipping the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, isn’t the Ten Thousand Demon Sect here?”

After hearing the words, Huang Ziyun was taken aback, and quickly replied:



“Little guy, I am Huang Ziyun, what do you want me to do?”

“Are you Senior Sister Huang Ziyun?”

A trace of excitement appeared in the little boy’s eyes, and he hurriedly gave the letter in his bag to Huang Ziyun.

“It turns out that you are Sister Huang, so beautiful, but in fact, my sister asked me to give you this letter.”

“My sister told me that if Han Senior of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is unwilling to save her, she will give this letter to Senior Sister Huang.”

“…”

Han Yun looked at Huang Ziyun in surprise:

“Ziyun, do you know Wu Yingxiong’s Big sis?”

Huang Ziyun shook his head and said softly:

“Although the Hanshan Gate had some contacts with the Spirit Sword Sect in the past, I rarely have contact with outsiders, so I definitely don’t know Wu Yingxiong’s Big sis…”

“Then why does she insist on writing to you? Does this Wu Yingying’s Big sis want to ask me to come out of the mountain for help by asking you for help?”

After hearing the words, Huang Ziyun smiled softly and said:

“I don’t think it is very likely. Wu Yingxiong and I have never known each other’s Big sis. How could she rashly ask for help from a stranger who I don’t know?”

Huang Ziyun slowly opened the letter while speaking.

Huang Ziyun glanced at the contents of the letter, and the next second, his face suddenly turned pale.

Her beautiful pupils shrank suddenly!

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