His True Colors Chapter 2235

 This palm was so powerful that when it hit Han Qianqian's back alone, Han Qianqian felt like he was going to be at least half cold.

        Damn it, he had been fighting with the old man for almost a day in this kind of place, how could he have thought that there were other people in this place? With the fatigue of fighting, Han Qianqian was not at all prepared.

        But just when Han Qianqian thought he was going to lose his cool, a low sound was heard behind him, and immediately afterwards, the Zhen Bei Xuan Wu suddenly appeared as a huge figure behind him, directly shaking away the palm that had attacked Han Qianqian.

        Han Qianqian was dumbfounded, what was going on?

        "The left Taixu Dragon Emperor and the right Thunder Xuanhu have been carved into your chest as totems, although they are not their original bodies, you can enjoy their power if you defeat them in the heavenly tribulation. The Green Dragon is the main supporter and the White Tiger is the main attacker, together with your Tai Void Hegemony Body, your attacks will be invincible. At your hands, the twin wings of the Burning Heaven Vermilion Bird are displayed on your hands, allowing you to increase your power, and behind you, the Zhen Bei Xuan Wu protects your back and can protect you in critical moments." The old man sweeping the ground smiled gently.

        Han Qianqian nodded in understanding, but turned back to find that the person who had sneaked up on him was an old acquaintance - the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books.

        In a flash, Han Qianqian quit.

        "Sneaking up on me?" Han Qianqian gritted his teeth coldly, "It's a big crime to sneak up on your master."

        The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books was full of care, "You really think you are my master."

        "Do you believe me ......"

        "Well, three thousand, although you managed to pass the heavenly tribulation, but it was just a fluke. If he hadn't helped you, you wouldn't have been able to survive the heavenly tribulation." The old man who swept the ground laughed softly.

        Han Qianqian didn't doubt it, during his battle against the Four Divine Heavenly Beasts, he had suddenly felt a huge power being poured into the Heart of the Dragon Clan, and at that time he had actually suspected the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books.

        After all, it was the only thing that could suddenly provide energy within his own body.

        "It's no thanks to me that you have this body now, and you still want to hit me, holy shit, you're not afraid of thunderbolts from heaven." The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books said with contempt.

        "Haven't I been thundered by the sky? You think I'd be afraid?" Han Qianqian laughed and made a joke to show his gratitude, then he turned back to look at the sweeping old man, "By the way, senior, where is this place?"

        "Where are you, and why do you need to ask more questions, remembering your wife and daughter?" The ground-sweeping old man smiled.

        Han Qianqian nodded, from life to death, his mind had always remembered the safety of Su Yingxia and Han Nian, and even to some extent, they were the root of what he had been able to hold on to until now, "Elder, how do you know."

        "How can I not know what you are up to? However, you don't have to worry, they are at least safe for the time being."

        "Safe? Senior, do you know where they are?" Han Qianqian said urgently.

        The Earth-Sweeping Elder laughed and patted Han Qianqian's shoulder, "They are far away, but they are close at hand." After saying that, the Earth-Sweeping Old Man and the light skimmed in a direction far away, seemingly extremely careless, even Han Qianqian did not notice.

        "Someone will soon tell you their whereabouts. Right now, it's better to strengthen yourself and stay with me for a few days, how about that?" The old man sweeping the ground gently laughed.

        Han Qianqian hesitated for a moment and nodded his head.

        Since Old Man Sweeper had said that Su Yingxia and the girls were fine, Han Qianqian at least had a lot of peace in his heart, and he believed what Old Man Sweeper had said.

        After all, he had expected things to happen like a god when it came to Han Nian.

        "Senior's words, three thousand will listen." Han Qianqian nodded his head.

        The old man smiled, "A child can be taught. Go and make some food, I don't know whether your skills are better or those of your senior sister."

        As soon as the words left his mouth, the old sweeper lifted his hand and a bamboo house appeared in front of him in the distance.

        In front of the bamboo house, there was a garden and a vegetable patch with everything.

        Han Qianqian didn't say anything, so he got up and went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, intending to cook a sumptuous dinner to treat the two of them, after all, he was able to have what he had now, thanks to the help of the two old men.

        Moreover, the old sweeper had taught himself another set of skills.

        Compared to Qin Shang, Han Qianqian's skills were actually much better. After so many years of being a guest on Earth, Han Qianqian was already accomplished in the kitchen, and with the attributes of an Earthling foodie, it was only half an hour before the kitchen was already overflowing with fragrance.

        By the time Han Qianqian came out with the dishes, the sweeping old man and the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books were already sitting at the table. When Han Qianqian put the dishes away, he immediately frowned, then deliberately counted the heads and wondered, "Senior, there are only three of us, how come there are four pairs of chopsticks?"

        The two old men looked at each other and smiled, and the sweeping old man pulled out a tiny rabbit from his arms, "I've almost healed your spirit pet for you, and this will be returned to you."

        "The Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel fought with the Forbidden Thunder Beast in blood and was greatly injured, but don't worry, he is already helping you to repair it." The earth-sweeping old man smiled at Han Qianqian and pointed his finger at the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books.

        Han Qianqian smiled and nodded in gratitude, while holding Little White in his arms, and with a movement in his hand, Little White disappeared, leaving only the seal on Han Qianqian's arm.

        "You, ah, still need to step up your mastery of them." The sweeping old man smiled and nodded in satisfaction as he picked up Han Qianqian's cooking with one chopstick, "Not bad, not bad."

        Han Qianqian frowned, looking at the extra chopsticks in front of him, and actually frowned at the extra empty space.

        "Go on, after all it's a girl, it's not good to be spoiled and hungry, the visitor is a guest, let her come and eat." The old man sweeping the floor said with a soft laugh.

        Han Qianqian was even more dumbfounded, who was he talking about?