✓I have swept the interstellar cultivation realms

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Chapter 57

Counting up, Han Qian has also been in the secret realm for more than two months.

As a town sect elder of the Optimus Sect, it had already surprised Mu Shuyu to stay in the secret realm for so long, and anyway, he should also leave.

Even if he wanted to find the Healing Fruit, he should have looked for it for such a long time.

If he were looking for people and monsters, and he didn't show up for two months, it meant that they wouldn't show up.

Mu Shuyu remembered the earthquake in the secret realm last time, because several bigwigs in the secret realm were dissatisfied with him, reminding him that they wanted to eat the food he cooked, and then thought that in fact, the one who could cause the earthquake was most likely the little powder of the drill gopher.

Well, this time it may also be Xiaofan, two months have passed, Xiaofan, really has a temper.

In the past, it could endure it, but now it can't bear it, even if it can't beat Hanqian, it doesn't want Hanqian to have a good time here, even if it will destroy their small house, it must drive Hanqian out.

Mu Shuyu clenched his hands, his eyes shining, looking forward to Han Qian being able to leave, go back to sit in the Optimus Sect, never appear in the secret realm again, do not appear in front of him.

I have to admit that every time I see Han Qian, Mu Shuyu's heart will tighten, reflexively nervous and afraid.

When he first saw Han Gan, he was very young, but the cold murderous aura and rich hatred on Han Qian's body have always been imprinted in his heart, and since then, fear has taken root in his heart.

In the Woxue faction, he can also be regarded as listening to Han Qian's great achievements, although in Han Qian's story, his mother and he are a stain, but his heart is inevitably worshipped.

People who cultivate immortals are yearning for strength, they all have a strong mentality, growing up listening to a legend of immortal cultivation, how can they not worship, the word awe can best describe his feelings about Han Qian when he was a child, reverence and fear.

But later, every time I saw Han Qian, it was a memory that I didn't want to touch again, and it would leave scars, as if nothing good happened every time we met, and every time I saw it, I was terrified.

Again and again, the respect decreased, the fear increased, and every time I saw it, my heart trembled, so, knowing that Xiaomu was not in danger, Mu Shuyu did not want to appear by the lake these days.

But now, is he finally leaving?

Han Qian's brows furrowed, even if there was an enchantment to protect it, the water house was built on the lake, the foundation was at the bottom of the lake, connected to the entire secret realm, as long as the ground moved, he could not isolate the water house from earthquakes.

He sighed, a layer of loneliness and sadness falling on his face.

Waved the hawthorn picked into the storage space, holding two puppets in his hand, after careful comparison, bent down and placed one of them in front of the door of the water house, and when he got up, he was blurred, glanced at the small wood that was guarding him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Holding Xiaomu from the lakeside fence, he curiously walked to where he used to stand and waved his hand.

Not long after, the earthquake also stopped.

Mu Shuyu stood up excitedly, but he was used to it carefully, did not make a sound, and just watched quietly.

It wasn't until Xiao Fan appeared, beating excitedly against the lake, that Mu Shuyu shouted happily: "Xiao Fan! Xiaomu! The