MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 400 The age of the father

[For the lord domineering rabbits plus 24, 30]

"Who are you looking for?" The master squatted and raised his brow and recited: "Yue Wuwei?"

Why are you so familiar?

"Yue Wuwei is the name of our head." A dark disciple whispered.

"Oh... cough!"

The eyes of the master slammed and murderously said: "Do you dare to call Yue Wuwei's full name? Too embarrassed! Brothers..."

Before the words were finished, Zhang Han looked at him with a funny look. The spirit rushed out of the body, like a huge wave, and went down.

Hey!

When the words of the master did not finish, they and a series of disciples lifted off the body and swept through the two-meter-high wall of the inner court.

“嗝,嗝,嗝?”

As if he had a nap, Wang Ming almost didn't come up with a breath, his eyes were like dead fish eyes, and he almost fell off.

He looked at Zhang Han with a stern look.

I didn’t notice it before, but now I feel it, the arrogance of the arrogance.

If there is no reaction at this time, then he is afraid of being a fool!

"Wu Wuwu, Wu Wuwu, Wu Dao Master?"

Wang Ming sighed the words of this, because of the sudden stunned, his tone became sharp.

After he finished speaking, his heart thumped and thumped, as if he was sighing in the water, and he could feel it completely when he couldn’t help but raise his head.

In fact, he is not as unattainable as the martial arts master. After all, he is also close to the martial arts master, and there are also elders in the family, and he has seen other masters.

The reason why this shock is because of the strong contrast in my heart.

"Zhang Zong Shihao, Wang Jiawang Ming worship..."

Wang Ming is like a nerve reflex. He usually wants to say hello. If he doesn't finish it, he will react and he can't say it.

‘What should I call him? Damn, oh my ah. ’

Wang Ming was a little embarrassed.

"Little coward, I can call my name normally."

As if to see his mind, Zhang Han said with a smile.

Xiaorong Rong Jiaxin is one of the few relatives in the world who has been recognized by Zhang Han. This relationship is related to how the generation should be discussed. Zhang Han did not have to be the first in the world because of what happened. Attitude, but this is also close to each other. Some people, even if they kneel down and beg, Zhang Han will not take care of it.

Everyone has a scale in their hearts. Not many people are fools. If they are true or not, they will know for a long time.

When he heard Zhang Han’s words, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel the words I just said, the words I said...

Inverted door, MMP, a martial arts master can open a sect, can be inserted into the door?

Wang Ming feels that he is like a funny person today, and he is a little faceless to face Jiang Dong’s father.

"go in."

Zhang Han said, and took the lead to go inside.

At this time, the people inside have also reacted, and they shouted:

"Master, grandfather, where are you? What should I do now?"

"The enemy is too strong, the wind is tight!"

"Go to the elders for help, run!"

"..."

Vaguely heard these words, Wang Ming snorted.

Your elders, two elders, and three elders are tied to a rival who is not a master. Okay?

But when I think of it, Wang Ming’s face suddenly bursts, saying:

"Small Han, take the shot, but don't put a heavy hand. After all, Yue Wuwei is standing behind the Qing Emperor."

"Qingdi?"

Zhang Han shook his head slightly and heard the name several times. They seemed to be jealous of the Qing Emperor, but...

"It’s just a **** dragon."

Zhang Hanping responded with a light response.

Qinglong blood is a wide range of blood, branches are numerous, strong and weak, but even the strongest, what good to show off?

The whole Qinglong bloodline, in the Xiuxian world, is only barely considered the third step of the blood.

And myself, in the vast amount of resources to become the perfect Gongji, into the innate, to achieve eight-inch Jindan, turned into a seven-inch Yuan Ying, to gain the power of attributes, his power of attributes, in the vast cultivation of the world, is the top of the second ladder Exist, it is enough to cultivate the fairy world.

The first step is the legend. For thousands of years, it is not always possible to see a person. Any force that has the attributes of the first step will not break through the void, climb the heavens, and rise to the fairy world, leaving behind the ages, and thunder in their eyes. Hey......

Think about it, Zhang Han is a bit of an egg pain, he was stunned by the nine sacred gods, not quite past, but now all the emotions are fortunate.

Purple and cute, he is both fascinated and enchanted.

I did not expect that when my father was so happy.

Closer to home, Wang Ming naturally did not understand Zhang Han’s past. After hearing the words, his expression was a bit stunned.

Just a blood dragon? Still more?

How do you sound the high blood in the eyes of the dragon, is it normal in his eyes?

If I couldn’t understand it, I would be silent all the way, and I would go to the inner court with Zhang Han.

Walked in for a minute, oh la la.

A large group of people came from the left and right sides.

It looks like a total of about 150 people, they are armed with weapons, looking at Zhang Han with a vigilant look.

"Who are you?" The three elders finally entered, and the elders looked at Zhang Han.

"I am looking for you to do nothing." Zhang Han said calmly.

"The head is what you want to see? You can't see me in a big way. It's too much to give me a face, and the disciples listen to orders." The elders spoke.

"Yes!"

Many of the disciples’ weapons have been collected and they have come together.

Zhang Han saw the situation.

Is this going to happen? So straight?

It is no wonder that it is called soy sauce sect. If it is placed in the sacred world, it will not be a day to live.

Zhang Han also opened his eyes.

The mind stunned and the cards in the pockets flew out.

In the body, the spiritual power overflows, and the card turns into a fan-shaped whistling away.

Hey!

A series of muffled sounds came out, and the hundred and fifty disciples were knocked down to the ground in a dozen seconds.

"???" The elders looked stunned.

Then, eighteen cards were indented toward the center, surrounded by three elders.

Feel the cold air of the cards, and the three people have a cold back.

The elder's eyelids are constantly shaking, saying:

"Why are you shooting heroes? I let the disciples welcome you to talk to the main hall, you..."

Ok?

Zhang Han squatted.

Oh, it turned out to be welcome, I said how to collect weapons.

"Progress is not necessary, let you head out." Zhang Hanping said lightly.

"The head is no longer, I went out half a month ago. I contacted me three days ago and said that I would like to go out and travel, I don't know when I can come back." The elders honestly answered.

"Contact him." Zhang Han said directly.

"This, can't be connected." The great elder said helplessly: "Heroes, we always use public telephones when we contact me."

"Ok?"

Zhang Han brows pick a little.

The eighteen cards continued to converge on the three, eventually spinning around their heads, causing the three men to sweat almost.

"The heroes are forgiving!"

The second elder opened his mouth for the first time and said again and again: "I really don't know, you must know to tell you, we swear!"

Is it going to be empty?

Zhang Han frowned and said: "No matter what method you use, you can contact Shangyue in three days, otherwise I will tear down your door!"

"I know, we must do our best to contact." The two elders rushed to answer.

"Don't dare to ask the heroes, is the head?" The elder asked cautiously.

"Ask some things, contact people, call me."

Zhang Han said that he waved his hand and eighteen cards suddenly flew out eleven, and cut on the wall, leaving a phone number.

Subsequently, Zhang Han turned and the eighteen cards flew back to Zhang Han's pocket.

Everyone looked at Zhang Han’s back, and he was embarrassed.

The two elders wiped the sweat from the head and sighed:

"It has been abused again."

"Yeah." The three elders sighed: "Fortunately, this time is a master master, and it is not shameful."

"It's not shameful, but when the Zongmen is demolished, it will be shameful!" The elders glanced at the two and waved: "He just asked some things, and quickly tried to contact the head."

"Yes."

......

On the way to go out, Wang Ming hesitated for a long time, and wanted to remind him not to be so tough. After all, Qingfeng Zong had a young emperor behind him.

can......

When I think of his sentence, "It’s just a **** dragon," Wang Ming feels a toothache.

Anyone who can awaken the blood, is not a big one.

Hey......

Think about it or wait to tell Rong Jiaxin, she said.

So the two were silent, and they drove back to the car. After half a journey, Wang Ming smiled and said:

"I am still worried that you are the shackles of the shackles. It seems that I am so hearted, with your strength, wherever you are going to be offered."

Zhang Hanwen shook his head slightly and said: "I and Zi Zi are not so much rules, there will be no family atmosphere, and it is good for a family to live quietly."

"The big faintness is hidden in the city. It is said that you are such a person, admire, how many years are you this year?"

"Twenty-seven."

"You twenty-seven, you went to the martial arts master, this is really, too enchanting, the son of Tianjiao, may have a relationship with your very good parents, after all, the gene is good." Wang Ming smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Han heard a look and asked, "Do you know what my parents are doing?"

Having said that, Wang Ming’s eyes flashed through a trace of remembrance, with an admirable tone:

"Of course! The name of your father's warlord is not white."

"War King?" Zhang Han squatted and said: "Can you talk about it specifically?"

Wang Ming looked at Zhang Han and said: "You and Xiaoli don't know that things are normal. Before you were born, there was a time when the masters were not seen in the world. I heard that they are exploring a secret place. At that time, your father Tianjie master, Unbeaten in battle, the achievement of the name of Hehewei, the myth of the invincible under the master, has been maintained for five years, and is known as the king of war, that is an era that belongs to him!"

"Your mother wouldn't have practiced, and he was brought to the air. After he gave birth to you, he broke through the martial arts master in a few years. Unfortunately, when he broke through, he was defeated by the Northern Tigers. The injury, then entered the era of cover-up, he was twenty-nine years old, the master of the predecessor, defeated a lot of Tianjiao, want to break the myth of your father's unbeaten, but this time the master returned, the world has changed, the difficulty is higher. ”

"Rao is so, he also won ninety-nine for the young leader. In the first hundred battles, unfortunately, he was defeated by an overseas strongman. Later, he entered the Qing Emperor era, nearly 50 years. No one can reach the height of the Qing Emperor. It can be said that he is truly a cross-aged era."

Having said that, Wang Ming couldn't help but said it again. The meaning of the words made Zhang Han's work in Qingfeng Zong not too blunt.

"My dad, he is the king of war?"

Zhang Han’s brain made up the picture and laughed: “The battle is unbeaten, it’s the name of Hehewei, the master, there’s no rival, it’s very handsome.”

It is conceivable that in that era, the atmosphere of his father's world.

"Yes, the war king Zhang Guangyou, at that time, was also an effort to press an era, very powerful, but was later seriously injured by a person with a crane and a child's face, the pulse of the inch is cracked, repaired as a straight drop, the man's law is a blue earthquake, like a horizontal Empty, really strong, at least the strength of the late masters, if not Chen Jiashen, your father's life is not up to date." Wang Ming shook his head and sighed.

"I always feel that you seem to know something." Zhang Han looked slightly and looked at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming smiled and shook his head: "Even Chen Jiashen did not know the specific origin of Qingzhenzi. The real thing is only known by your father, but he never said that you are now a master of martial arts. In the future, you will be able to uncover the mystery. ""

"Oh yes, Xiaohan, what is your level?" Wang Ming asked curiously.

Zhang Han thought for a moment and replied: "It is the late stage of the master."

"???" Wang Ming's expression suddenly jerked.

"There is a car in front." Zhang Han pointed to the front side.

"what!"

Wang Ming was shocked, looking at the front side, a sudden brake, stopped the car after 10 cents on the front side.

"Late, my God, how old you are!" Wang Ming snorted and looked scared.

Zhang Han saw his head shook his head slightly.

Only after contact has you know what the real Tianjiao is.

Some people are born Jin Dan, who are you looking for?

Some beasts, born with the strength of Yuan Ying, have a supernatural power, have the power of attributes, who to find out?

Some people have a life of peace, but in just three or fifty years, they will arrive at the robbery period. In the past 100 years, they will go to Xianxian Road. Who are you going to reason about?

The real enchanting is endless, the heavens and the world are born, and there is no fairness.

Nothing at all.

It’s not without words. Wang Ming’s occasional screams:

"What is your late master? God!"

"How to cultivate? Too much!"

"This is incredible."

"..."

This made Zhang Han a little bit crying and laughing. He knew that he would not tell him well, but he could also clean his ears.

About one o'clock, the two returned to the Wang family house.

"Oh, hey, why are you coming back! Meng Meng is waiting for anxious."

Seeing Zhang Han into the house, Meng Meng jumped on the sofa and jumped out, and extended a small arm.

Zhang Han leaked a soft smile and walked closer to pick up the little guy.

“Is there a message?” Zi Yan’s eyes asked with expectation.

At this time, other people also looked at Zhang Han. From the previous chat, Rong Jiaxin already knew that Zhang Han was a warrior, but the specific plot was not said, but he talked about writing short parents.

In the eyes of a few people, Zhang Han shook his head slightly and said: "He is not there, wait a few days."

"Oh, then we will wait a few days." Zi Yan said with a slight smile.

"Come back, then let's go eat first. After dinner, I will take you out to have fun." Rong Jiaxin laughed.

"Go." Wang Ming nodded.

The group went out and Wang Ya went to the room to inform Zhao Feng and others to go to the restaurant on the back side.

"Cough, that Xiaoya, you lead the way, Jiaxin, Jiaxin." Wang Ming is behind, giving Rong Jiaxin a look, a palm stroke: You come over!

Rong Jiaxin squatted and slowed down and joined Wang Ming.

Wang Ming did not speak yet. Rong Jiaxin said with a little excitement: "A Ming, my nephew is also a warrior. I really didn't think that it was a tiger father who had no dogs and was happy."

"Oh... yes, it’s the tiger father who has no dogs. Do you know his level?" Wang Ming asked a little doubt.

When he knew the news, the shocked language was incoherent. If Jiaxin knew the specifics, it would not be so calm.

"Wait for me to ask at night." Rong Jiaxin said with a smile.

"Don't ask, I have already asked, he, he almost gave Qingfeng Zongping, he is the super strong in the late master, the late master! I know when I can scare me, almost hit the car. Wang Ming has some amazed tone.

Rumble!

There are only a few words in the mind of Rong Jiaxin: "In the late period of the Master, he was the late master..."

"what!"

After about five breaths, Rong Jiaxin screamed and scared several people.

Immediately after Rong Jiaxin ran to Zhang Han, he asked a few words in his ear. After he was affirmed, Rong Jiaxin suddenly silenced, and he took a look at Zhang Han for three seconds. The strange and gratifying in the middle of the battle. Anyone can see it.

Soon, everyone came to the restaurant.

The decoration inside the restaurant is very neat, there are not many things, except for the table and chairs, there is only a little decoration, it is very bright.

The tables and chairs are from the small dining table to the big round table. When everyone arrives, there are eight or nine people sitting in it. They are Wang Ming’s relatives. Two of them are Wang Ming’s brother and grandmother who have just met, except for them. There are two children, a seven-eight-year-old white fat boy, a 13-year-old girl, who are curious to look at people.

Rong Jiaxin introduced it with a smile, and everyone sat down.

When I saw Zhang Han’s family, many people were very surprised. It’s really a family of people who are exploding.

After sitting down, the next person will go to the tea first, and the ingredients will be ready. Of course, you have to eat it now and you need to wait ten minutes.

I was drinking tea, the 13-year-old girl and the seven-eight-year-old white fat boy, who slammed the last few meals and ran over.

"A beautiful and lovely little sister, I want to kiss me when I look at it." The white fat boy stared at Meng Meng's smile and said that he liked it with innocent words.

Zi Yan just grinned at this expression.

And Zhang Han.....

After a moment, I turned my head and reached out and gently slammed the head of the white fat boy. "Bad boy, look at it, you can't."

"Hey, I will talk about it, I am a man, I am a man, I can protect my little sister." White fat boy said.

This is a subtle and ingenious education of the martial arts family. It is born to be a man, to protect the family.

But Meng Meng did not give a face to mutter:

"I don't want others to protect, I am super powerful, he protects me..."

The white fat boy doesn't mind, he smiles awkwardly.

And the 13-year-old girl stared at the purple sable, and hesitated after a half-sounding question:

"You, are you purple?"

"Yes." Zixiao smiled slightly.

"Yeah!"

The little girl screamed with great joy and said with excitement: "You are so purple, I like you, I like you very much. I like your songs very much, especially the fairy tale town. I can tell the story inside. I will sing when I come out with a name."

"I, can I take a photo with you? I have a lot of classmates who like you."

The little girl looked forward to the purple eyes.

"Okay." Zixiao smiled and leaned down, and joined the little girl, made several expressions, and left photos with her.

Then she took her brother to the side with joy and joy, presumably to show off with her classmates.

Soon, the food was picked up.

They are all special dishes. It is naturally delicious when eaten, but it is still much worse than the ingredients of Xinyueshan.

In addition to the authentic snacks that are very special, other foods are not very attractive to them.

Meng Meng quickly finished eating, and then licked the clear big eyes left and right.

It seems that I think when they will finish eating.

When I finish eating, I will go out to play. The little princess’s mood is beautiful.