This name was like a lightning bolt slashing at Han Yang, which made him stunned.

Then, his eyes fixedly stared at the bare tombstone and murmured: "Father...father's curtain is actually here..."

As he said that, a tear slowly slid down his eyes.

Ding Jianfeng didn't seem surprised at Han Yang's reaction. He looked at Han Yang a few times, then looked at the tombstone with a smile and said, "Old Han, you have given birth to a good son. You should be very relieved if you know about it!"

After saying that, he looked at Han Yang, patted Han Yang on the shoulder, and said lightly: "I'm waiting for you outside, you can stay with him alone!"

Then, he slowly left.

Han Yang looked at the bare marble tombstone with a very complicated expression on his face. After a long time, he walked forward, reached out and touched the tombstone.

When you buy it, it is a cool and cool feeling without any temperature.

Han Yang smiled bitterly, "A man cannot be resurrected when he dies, not to mention that his father has been dead for more than ten years. I'm afraid that even his corpse has melted now!"

Thinking of his father's experience, he sighed, and then a little coldness appeared on his face and said, "Father, I will avenge you!"

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out a finger and poked into the hard marble tombstone like poking tofu. The soul power surged out and wrapped the entire tombstone in order to prevent the tombstone from being shattered by the huge energy inside his fingers.

Then, his fingers slowly moved and he engraved two lines of words on the tombstone.

"My father, Han Wei, the tomb of Shiguo, and his son, Han Yang, stood up!"

The hard marble, shattered under his fingers, with neat and smooth edges, and gravel splashed out.

But at this moment, suddenly, a coquettish shout came from behind, "Stop, what are you doing?"

As he finished speaking, a strong energy rushed towards his vest.

Han Yang frowned. Judging from this energy, the person who took action had a low cultivation level, but when the three-yuan master's cultivation level and soul power swept, Han Yang immediately saw that behind him, a girl in a long blue dress was slapping him with a murderous look on his back.

The girl looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old. Her figure had stretched out, very tall, but she was a little thin. Her extremely pretty face looked like a classical beauty walking out of the picture of a lady. There were two long ponytails tied behind her head.

Feeling that the girl's intention of this palm was not to kill the enemy, but to force herself back, he couldn't help but smile and thought to himself that this beauty is quite kind-hearted.

So, he didn't move. With his strength at this moment, even if he let her beat him, she wouldn't hurt a single hair, let alone, at this moment, the girl hadn't taken all her strength.

Realizing that Han Yang had not avoided, the girl was shocked, shouted, then quickly put away her palm, frowned, and looked at Han Yang in confusion.

At this time, Han Yang turned his head, looked at her with a smile, and asked, "Why don't you fight?"

"You...what are you doing? Don't be rude to the deceased, otherwise, I'm not polite to you!" The girl looked at him coldly and threatened.

Han Yang smiled and looked at her and said lightly: "Is that so? I really want to see, how are you going to be polite to me?"

"You...you are such a scoundrel. It seems that you won't give you a little bit of pain. You don't know how to be afraid..."

The girl suddenly looked angry, then gestured with both hands, and her cultivation in her body activated her palm, slapped Han Yang with a palm, but the strength was not great. Obviously, the girl just wanted to punish him and did not take a heavy blow.

Seeing this, Han Yang smiled even stronger, and he also had a lot of affection for this girl.

Thinking of this, he simply stood there without moving, smiling at the girl who was slapped by the palm.

When the girl saw that he was so arrogant, she frowned slightly, and looked a little angry between her eyebrows, "You are asking for trouble yourself, don't blame me!"

This time, the girl did not stop. A small hand like white jade, quickly slapped Han Yang in the chest with a force.

But unexpectedly, when the palm was slapped, the girl's face changed suddenly, and she screamed, her face turned red with pain, and she shook her hands repeatedly. Then, she looked at Han Yang in shock, with her round eyes, staring at the boss.

"You...you..."

Han Yang looked at her with a smile, the more he looked, the more interesting it became. This girl was so interesting that she was actually injured by the recoil force of her palm. It seemed that this girl had no practical experience at all and didn't know how to relieve her power.

"It's not like this to hit people. You are too indecisive in your actions. When you attack, you seem to be afraid of hurting the other party, which is why you are injured!" Han Yang looked at her and said lightly.

The girl's face suddenly turned red. Obviously, she didn't expect that Han Yang would teach her a lesson in reverse.

Then, she looked at Han Yang with some grievance and stammered: "I... am I afraid of hurting you..."

Han Yang smiled and said, "I don't know you, why are you afraid of hurting me?"

"I...I..." The girl couldn't answer immediately, and looked at Han Yang with a nervous look on her face, her delicate little face turned red.

At this moment, a gentle voice came from afar, "Su Su, what's wrong?"

When Han Yang heard this, he turned around and saw a beautiful woman in her thirties walking slowly over not far away, carrying a small basket on her hands and wearing a gray-purple dress.

Hearing this voice, the girl suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Han Yang, then ran towards the beautiful woman, pointed at Han Yang and said, "Mom, he...he is disrespectful to his uncle's tombstone!"

"What?"

When the beautiful woman heard this, her face was covered with frost. She stopped and looked at Han Yang coldly. The peak cultivation of the Jiuyuan Grandmaster in her body exploded and looked at Han Yang with an unkind look.

However, the moment she saw Han Yang's face, her expression couldn't help but change.

But then, she still stared at Han Yang and asked coldly: "Who is yours, why are you disrespectful to the dead?"

Han Yang's face was also a bit gloomy at this moment, and all the smiles that had been before disappeared. He looked at the two people in front of him and asked coldly: "Are you a member of the Han family?"

After hearing what he said, looking at his expression, the beautiful woman frowned and did not answer the question. Instead, she asked Han Yang coldly, "Who are you? Why are you asking about this?"

Han Yang snorted, and when he thought of the Han family abandoned his father, he felt angry.
Chapter completed!