Mozun resigned and went to farm

Before he took a step, the next moment he heard the dull but smiling voice that belonged exclusively to the Heavenly Emperor Hua Yan not far behind him.

meet again?He didn't want to see him.

"Hehe, what a coincidence."

The surrounding heavenly soldiers gathered continuously and surrounded Chu Han.

Chu Han turned around, looked around, and finally fell on the face of the Emperor Huayan.

Looking at his face for the first time, he only thought it was handsome, but now Chu Han has equated this face with the demon king Qian Moshang in his heart.

Chu Han's unwavering expression entered Hua Yan's eyes, and apart from the disgust, there was also a hint of disdain in those eyes.

For so many years, he had never seen him with such a rich expression, and at this moment, he just thought it was extremely cute.

"I've been in power in the Devil Realm for many years, and now I'm about to leave, what will other people think of me?"

He lowered his eyes and stroked the ring in his hand, then slightly raised his eyes to look at Chu Han again, "Why don't you just stay, what do you think?"

To his uncle.

He has been in power in the Demon Realm for 8 years, and he has never seen such a gracious emperor.

Those naked eyes stared at him, as if stripping him naked in front of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to being contaminated by the filth of the mortal realm, but the heaven realm is too pure, I'm afraid I won't be used to it."

"Don't you want to know where Shen Qing is?"

After Hua Yan said these words, the steps he took stopped again.

He didn't turn his head back, but he heard Hua Yan's voice sounded again from behind, "That idiot, knowing that you won't forgive him, is still so persistent."

He let out a long sigh, as if he was quite regretful, and said again: "For you, I am willing to be added to my body by thunder, but fortunately I am the body of a god, but so what, the feeling..."

"What did you say?!"

The collar was grabbed, and Chu Han stood in front of him full of anger.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

As the supreme emperor of heaven, Hua Yan had never been dragged to speak like this before.But he stared at the face that made him miss day and night, raised his hand to his cheek, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

"If you stay, I will tell you if you stay here."

The feeling of the hand attached to his face was like a poisonous snake, making him sick, Chu Han turned his face away to avoid it, and the next moment the hand that was holding his chest was held by the other hand.

"Chu Han, I heard that you have forgotten everything about your early years, but I can tell you clearly that you don't belong to the mortal world, you don't belong to the demon world, but you belong here."

Chu Han didn't want to hear a word of these nonsense, he stared firmly into Hua Yan's eyes, and asked with certainty, "Do you know the whereabouts of Shen Qing?"

Hua Yan smiled again, and glanced at his chest intentionally or unintentionally, "I know."

His chest suddenly loosened, and Chu Han stood still not far away from him. After a while, he said slowly, "You can stay, but I have a request."

"You said."

"First, I want to know the whereabouts of Shen Qing, and second, I want..." His voice paused slightly, as if he had thought for a long time before he opened his mouth, "I want to know everything that happened before that."

"That should have been your memory, Chu Han, it's just that you lost it, and I also... lost you."

******

"From today onwards, you will live in Brahma Palace." Hua Yan raised his hand and waved at the servant in the house, "This is Ah Zheng, and he will take care of you from now on."

The name of that person is Ah Zheng, who was the immortal attendant who broke the vase in the Brahma Palace.Seeing him look excited, Chu Han's doubts became more serious.

"You have a good rest, I will come back later."

Chu Han wished that he would never come again, so before Hua Yan finished talking, he turned and went back to the house.

Hua Yan stared at the back of the man leaving, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the Emperor of Heaven left, Ah Zheng ran into the house excitedly, and when he saw the red figure, he looked at him with disbelief.

"Respect...your lord, you...you...really you?"

Before roughly sweeping around the Brahma Palace, Chu Han didn't look at it carefully, but looking at it now, it looks very much like what he saw in the illusion before.

Is the illusion really a reflection of the past?

Chu Han scanned around, did not answer Ah Zheng's question, but instead asked, "Before, your Highness lived here all the time?"

"Since His Majesty left, His Highness has stayed here."

"Okay, you go down first."

Ah Zheng looked at Chu Han's not-so-good expression, but just as he was about to say something, he closed his mouth, bowed to him, and backed out.

Chu Han was the only one left in the empty hall, and only then did Chu Han dare to take out the burning beads in his arms that hurt his chest.

The color of the bead was dazzling in the sunlight. He stared at the bead and slowly fell into thought.

"When did the demon king in the demon world start paying attention to my people in the heavenly world?"

"People are lost in my place, and I can't ignore them."

Hua Yan stared at the person in front of him, and smiled, "Chu Han, who indulges in the devil world, has never cared about anyone before, but you, are you paying too much attention and affection now?"

Are you paying too much attention?

Chu Han didn't know, he didn't even know when this feeling started, maybe it was from the first meeting between the two of them, or maybe it came from the running-in again and again later, in short, inadvertently, he It seems that he really took him to heart, so that after he confessed in a disguised form, he didn't repel him too much, but took it for granted.

Seeing his silence, Hua Yan's expression changed slightly, and he even clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves.

"Chu Han." He stared at him, and said again, "Do you know what kind of existence Shen Qing is in the heavens? The only god in the world, the god son of the heavens, or... a sinner?"

When the last two words were uttered, Chu Han suddenly looked up at Hua Yan.

Such an expression was expected by Hua Yan, he stared at his handsome and beautiful face, and smiled slightly, "Actually, in my opinion, the last word is more suitable for him."

"A monster born between the heavens and the earth, because you have cultivated it for several years, wants to replace you as the only god in this world. Why doesn't he ask himself, whose divine bones belong to him? So what? Don't ask who he stepped on? Chu Han, I told you this, do you still want to find him?"

Withdrawing his thoughts, Chu Han sat on the edge of the bed, tightly holding the bead in his hand, raised his head slightly, and rested his head on the bed.

He said back to the man what was it?

Chu Han smiled lowly, and slowly raised his head to look at the Heavenly Emperor opposite.

He said, "Look."

Why not?

Even if he did all these things, then he should stand in front of him and ask him in person, instead of getting his news or their news from others.

The glow of the heavens hit Chu Han's face through the window lattice, Chu Han slightly closed his eyes, and murmured, "Shen Qing, you bastard, where did you go?"

The room seemed to fall into silence after saying this sentence, Chu Han half-sat on the side of the bed on his back, and fell into a deep sleep.

The beads tightly held in his hands began to emit a glistening white light the moment he fell asleep.

The white radiance slowly floated up, like a little bit of starlight scattered throughout the room.

After the starlight surrounded Chu Han for a week, it slowly condensed into shape. As the beads in Chu Han's hand disappeared, a man in a snow-colored gown stood beside the bed.

The gown fluttered and tugged at the floor, as if frost and snow had been spread all over the house. The hands that were slightly exposed outside the gown were slender and fair, with three thousand inks scattered, which set off that face even more beautifully.His pair of phoenix eyes were shining brightly, but the clear eyes were half stained with a red light at this moment. After he opened his eyes again, the red light had been suppressed by him again, leaving only the clear and moist eyes. , It looks tight.

He stood still on the spot, looking down at Chu Han who was half sitting on the bedside, his slender fingers stretched out from his sleeves, and slowly brushed towards his face.

"Chu Han."

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Emperor just now... ah, your Highness... Your Highness..."

Ah Zheng just bowed to enter the door, but he saw the man standing by the bed at a glance.

Shen Qing withdrew her hand, turned her head slightly to look at him, raised her hand and put a shush gesture on her lips.

Thinking about the scene he had just seen, Ah Zheng swallowed, and quickly backed out.

Shen Qing drew back the sight that fell on Ah Zheng, and landed on Chu Han's face again.

In order to find him, his master still defended him.

His crimson lips, like cherry blossoms, hooked slightly, he squatted down, and held those cool hands, "Master, I am very happy."

He rubbed the other's fingertips and smiled lowly, "This time, I won't let you pay."

Reluctantly, he let go of his hand, took the blanket beside him and covered Chu Han, and turned around and walked out.

But at the moment when he just turned around, the hand hanging by his side was suddenly grabbed, and at that moment, Shen Qing's body froze instantly, and he didn't even think about it, if Chu Han was awake, when he faced him , what does the alcohol pot cover say?

Just like now, those hands tightly hold his wrists, and the cool fingertips rub against the skin, the touch makes his heart tremble.

"Shen Qing..."

The two words spit out from the mouth, as if they were raving, lazy and gentle.

Shen Qing has never felt that his name is so beautiful, and being called out by his sweetheart is like being scratched by a cat, making his heart pound.

The thoughts in his heart have not calmed down, but he held his wrist with his backhand and turned around slowly.

"Chu Han."

This sound seemed to have spanned a long time, and it was reawakened here.

Little by little, the former appearance of that person resurfaced in front of his eyes, as if he had never left, and he had never pursued it, as if he had kissed his forehead when he woke up early in the morning.