Chapter 011: You should call me Aunt Hanxiang

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Hanxiang's domineering and strong posture blocked Ji Laobao's words.

"Of course there's no problem, it's the old slave who's being abrupt." Ji Laobao lowered his head deeply, avoiding the clear moon's eyes.

There are countless inheritances in this world. A master of Yuanshen who has lived for three hundred years can easily obtain the skills and secret books, and just take a copy of the reward, and no one can say anything about it.

"In this way, all misunderstandings have been clarified. I will go back and report to Madam." Ji Laobao stepped back step by step, and the shadow guards around him also disappeared in the corner like shadows.

"That's right." Ji Laobao hesitated for a moment, then stopped and said, "My wife hosted a banquet for the Beidou Pojun Divine General. The Divine General learned that Fairy Han was in the mansion and wanted to see her beauty. I don't know..."

"I will go to the banquet later." Hanxiang said calmly.

"Thank you Fairy, I will take my leave."

Ji Laobao bowed respectfully, turned around and left.

finally.

There were only three people left in the yard, Yang Gang, Han Xiang, and Yang Chan.

"Master, don't you want to see that destructive military general?" Yang Chan pouted and pulled Han Xiang's sleeve.

"Silly boy."

Hanxiang gently rubbed her apprentice's head.

"The fairy agreed to attend the banquet because of me," Yang Gang's voice interrupted between the two women.

Hanxiang was noncommittal, neither nodding nor shaking her head, but acquiesced. Yang Chan glared angrily at Yang Gang behind her master's back, "You make me look stupid!"

Yang Gang ignored her, cupped his hands to Han Xiang and said, "Thank you, Fairy, for rescuing me just now."

"No need to thank you. Your situation today wouldn't be much worse without me." Han Xiang said with a genuine smile.

Yang Gang shook his head, "The fairy's words saved me countless troubles."

Hanxiang looked at the young man's handsome face and seemed to have some background. She seemed to see the shadow of the heroic and lively woman in the past, and said softly: "My child, you should call me - Aunt Hanxiang."

"Hanxiang... Aunt?" Yang Gang couldn't help but be stunned.

"Aunt?" Yang Chan on the side was also stunned. I don’t know why, but my heart suddenly felt sour. Master doesn't care that much about me, right? I also asked him to call me aunt, but I have never called him aunt...

Yang Gang looked at Han Xiang and couldn't help but hesitate.

Why is the other person so close to me?

"Ha~~If you can't scream, then forget it."

Han Xiang shook his head slightly and glanced at the hut behind Yang Gang. She trapped herself in such darkness that she didn't even dare to see her own son, so how could she see herself?

"I'm going to the banquet of General Po Jun, and you two brothers and sisters will get along well." With a soft sigh, Han Xiang turned around and drifted away, leaving only a wisp of fragrance lingering around his nose.

Yang Chan and Yang Gang stared at each other awkwardly.

"Oh, I, I'm hungry too, I'm going to eat." Yang Chan stammered, turned around and trotted away from the yard, as if Yang Gang behind him was more terrifying than a ferocious beast.

"Um?"

Yang Gang looked at her back. This arrogant sister he had only met a few times turned out to be a social terror.

Yang Gang was the only one left in the yard, and it suddenly became quiet.

He found a seat and sat down, and began to think quietly about the pros and cons of what had just happened. The matter of murder was guarantored by Jiang He and endorsed by Han Xiang, so the story should have been over. If someone wants to make a fuss about this later, they won't be able to make any big waves.

His current primary goal is to acquire a basic skill, preferably a fire-element skill that suits his own flaming-yang physique. Then....find a way to make money! This is perhaps the hardest part.

Then Yang Gang thought of Han Xiang who suddenly appeared.

"Floating Moon Sword Immortal, Hanxiang...aunt?"

What does this strange woman with a three-color destiny have to do with herself? Yang Gang had a strange look on his face.

Close your eyes and let your mind sink into the long river of life.

A red dust fish with three-colored eyes swam freely.

[The goddess has a dream of eternal tears, and the sun will burn the sky for eternity. The three-color life order (not awakened) can be studied and studied, which can reverse the chaos of yin and yang, reverse reincarnation, and obtain causal opportunities. 】

[Currently available to enter——The Great Sun Burns the Sky: Goddess Tribulation. 】

Thinking is imprinted in it, and the three-color light suddenly blooms.

His vision went dark and then bright, and there was a scorching temperature all over his body. Yang Gang opened his eyes and had arrived in the ancient world of Guanghan Immortal Prison.

"The sun burns the sky, and the goddess catastrophes."

Yang Gang combined the experience in the Stone Chronicles and deduced that if you want to pass the first act of this special fate, you should wait for or help Hanxiang's previous life to survive the catastrophe of the burning sun.

But I don't have much time to exist in this world, so I can only explore the surrounding environment step by step.

"The place where I appeared should not be far from Hanxiang's location."

"So, what's her condition now?"

Once, twice, ten times, Yang Gang quickly completed dozens of explorations of the surroundings, but achieved nothing.

Temporarily beat the drum and withdraw the troops.

Opening his eyes, the hot breath in his body grew stronger. In the Guanghan Immortal Prison, he visualized the Great Sun Burning Heaven God's Mingtu to prolong his survival time, once again subtly affecting reality.

"Enough is enough, and I will only enter ten times a day from now on. Otherwise, my body won't be able to bear it." Yang Gang thought silently. He felt that the speed of the scorching sun in the sea of ​​consciousness had increased by one point again.

This is an irreversible process. Perhaps after thousands of times, a Great Sun God will be born in the sea of ​​consciousness that his body cannot bear, and will eventually explode and die.

Subsequently.

Yang Gang entered the world of Stone Records and turned into a jade pendant without any thoughts.

[Stones have three lives, and people have three lives. The white life level (already awakened) can be studied, but it cannot reverse the yin and yang, reverse reincarnation, and cannot obtain causal opportunities. 】

On the high cliff beside the East China Sea, his thoughts spent countless long and monotonous years. When he finally felt that he was about to freeze into stone, he had no choice but to fly up in the air and smash into the stone emperor's fairy womb, forcing it to be born prematurely again.

[You study past lives and go through reincarnations. Crush the Immortal Fetus of the Stone Emperor and fulfill his destiny. Evaluation: Follow the rules and perform your duties. 】

[Accumulation from past lives, transformed into the power of three years of research. 】

Yang Gang opened his eyes and let out a surprised 'Eh'.

Subconsciously, I closed my eyes again, and a scene in my mind was revived like a dusty memory, emerging little by little. The noble prince was born with a jade in his heart. When he was young, he played with the charming and charming lady, sitting on the bank of the East China Sea...

Time flows in my memory, as if I have experienced a lifetime quickly. Savor it carefully, and only three short years are detailed.

From Yang Gang's perspective, it's like watching a movie. There are shameful and exciting memory fragments, but more importantly, the life in Yang Mansion is boring. On the contrary, after your young master arrived at the high cliff of the East China Sea, his whole soul seemed to be liberated.

There is an aura of detachment and ease about him.

The Fairy Spirit Baoyu can be viewed, and it seems to be contaminated with some spirituality, and the consciousness within it is gradually born.

In the small courtyard.

Yang Gang opened his eyes and thought silently. If Han Xiang were here, he would find that he had an inexplicable trace of mellow Taoist charm.

It's a pity that there is no one around at this time. As time goes by, Yang Gang's Taoist charm gradually converges and becomes dull, but the young man has a gentle and jade-like temperament.