Chapter 142 (1/2)

Being guessed by his father, Hanyu Xiaotian doesn't feel embarrassed. He looks like you and me.

”If you want energy stone, you can tell me and your mother. Although we don't have much, we can always get some. What is the use of them

Han Yu Xiaotian immediately talked about what happened in the gas Pavilion and his own conjecture and Han Yu Zhan. When he heard that his son's body might collapse because he could not bear the energy in his mind, Han Yu Zhan could not help but show a serious look: ”so, the heaven earth vitality of the energy Yuan Stone may be very important to you? Why didn't you say it earlier? If you had told me and your mother, we would have got some for you, and we would not have wasted so long. ”

”I've been guessing all the time, and I'll tell you when I'm sure.”

”You child, if you are not sure that you still don't say it all the time, is it possible that your body will collapse in the end?” I can't help but feel anxious when I think of the cold feather war here.

Anyone who knows that his child's body seems to have a time bomb, do not know when the threat of an accident will not be in a hurry.

”Don't worry, Dad. I have my own body. I should be fine in a short time. Well, I'll go to ask old yuan about how to use the energy yuan stone. ”

”Then go now. I heard your grandfather vaguely say that old yuan is not ordinary people. It is said that even the clan leaders are very polite to him.”

”OK, I see. I'll be there now.”

Library.

Yuanlao is standing in front of a long jade tabletop, writing brush characters, which is also a kind of cultural heritage of China, which contains Chinese philosophy, history and rich humanistic thoughts.

Han Yu Xiaotian stood beside yuan Lao and didn't interrupt him. He quietly watched the old man's pen move without a trace of smoke and fire.

One by one, the simple, ordinary font appears on the paper.

There is no strength, no gentleness and elegance, not to mention the pen.