Chapter 687: The Hour Has Come

Zhang Han carried Mengmeng to the castle.

All the way to the bedroom on the third floor, Zhang Han put Mengmeng on the ground, and the little guy happily ran to the door of the bedroom.

"Shh, Papa, let's go in quietly."

Mengmeng made a gesture, raised her little hand, held the doorknob to open the door, and then walked in quietly.

Zhang Han followed behind, smiling and walking towards the bed.

Because he noticed before entering the door that Zi Yan was already awake.

But after entering the door, when I saw Zi Yan's non-smart and dazed eyes.

Click!

Zhang Han's heart seemed to miss a beat.

After returning home, few people could make Zhang Han react so violently.

Now, his wife, Zi Yan, is of course one of the most important people.

"you"

Zi Yan saw Zhang Han's eyes froze for two seconds.

"Mama, Mama, you're awake! Papa has been here for a long time." Mengmeng jumped on the bed, lying in front of Zi Yan, giggling and saying.

Suddenly, Zi Yan's eyes trembled a little:

"Husband, why did you come here!"

A little bit wronged, want to cry, belong to the kind of tears of joy, and because of today's sadness and pressure, she wants to vent.

But obviously it's not a good time in front of the little guy.

Zhang Han grinned, his eyes full of distress, but he was also relieved in his heart.

Since there is nothing unusual about Zi Yan waking up, it also shows that the ship of the curse has not affected her.

At the same time Zhang Han is also a little nervous.

I don't know where the weird cursed ship went. Did it face to face with Zi Yan, and was suppressed by Zi Yan's mysterious aura, or did it hide in Zi Yan's body?

There are two possibilities, but the latter is ninety-nine percent.

Because on Zi Yan's arm, there is a small mark like a tadpole.

This is a hidden danger and a headache.

Fortunately, Zi Yan woke up quickly, which shows that even if there is an abnormality, it will not have a great impact on Zi Yan.

"It seems that the secret hidden in her dantian is more terrifying than I imagined."

Zhang Han sighed in his heart, shook his head slightly, and didn't think about these things for the time being.

Smiling, she walked up to Zi Yan, gently touched her face, and said softly:

"make you worry."

"I'm your wife, so don't worry." Zi Yan said weakly with her lips pouted.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Mengmeng also snorted, pouted her little lips: "I am yours, your daughter Mengmeng, can I not worry about you, it's shameful to come so late!"

Facing the offensive of the couple, Zhang Han was immediately defeated and repeatedly begged for mercy:

"exactly"

"Pfft." Zi Yan laughed out loud, her sickly pale face began to glow at this moment, and her eyes were also very agile, as if all kinds of diseases were cured at once, maybe it was not a disease , if I had to say it, it might be lovesickness.

cuckoo

Suddenly, Zi Yan yelled several times by herself.

She pursed her lips, sat up with Zhang Han's support, hugged Mengmeng, looked at Zhang Han and said:

"I'm hungry, I want to eat hot pot."

"I'm hungry too, Baba." Mengmeng was really booing.

"I'm going to cook, uh." Zhang Han hesitated a little, and said, "Let's eat something light, and we'll be eating hot pot in the evening."

"Okay then." Zi Yan nodded her forehead lightly: "Then I want to drink pumpkin porridge, and I also want to eat the milky steamed buns you made, and"

Zi Yan said something she wanted to eat, and her stomach growled again while talking.

real

hungry.

In the past few days, she has been haggard, bedridden, and unable to eat anything at all, but when Zhang Han came, she immediately looked radiant.

Sometimes the mood is quite important. Zhang Han once read a few reports, saying that two people who were also terminally ill, one had an explosive mentality and died in peace not long after, while the other had a good mentality and went out for a trip, and they lived for a long time. for a long time.

It seems that Zi Yan's mentality has changed, and her breath has improved very quickly.

After Zhang Han came to the kitchen, he did not cook as usual, but turned on the hook.

Whoosh whoosh!

Pots and pans are flying around, kneading dough and other procedures are completed in one go.

In less than ten minutes, pumpkin porridge, milky steamed buns, sweet potato cakes, etc. were all placed in the restaurant on the third floor.

Zhang Han walked quickly to the bedroom, Zi Yan had already got out of bed and was washing her face in the bathroom.

"My Royal Highness, your love lunch is ready." Zhang Han said with a gesture.

Zi Yan covered her mouth and smiled, then she pretended to be calm, and said gracefully: "Pingshen."

"And me."

Mengmeng ran to Zhang Han to remind him.

"My little princess, your love lunch is ready." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Stay flat."

Mengmeng jumped into Zhang Han's arms after saying a word.

The family of three went to the restaurant with a smile.

This meal, Zi Yan ate a lot, and she seemed to have a good appetite.

After eating enough and having strength, I went to Houshan and sat on the lawn with Mengmeng, and occasionally took a walk with Zhang Han nearby.

After Zi Qiang, Xu Xinyu, Rong Jiaxin, Zhang Li and others saw it, they also ran over.

Seeing Zi Yan's state, they felt relieved.

In the evening, the whole group eats hot pot in the big restaurant, which is a bit like a celebration banquet, and it also means paying homage to those who died.

After the meal, the family of three spent time alone. In the bedroom on the third floor of the castle, they played games until they went to bed at ten o'clock. In Zhang Han's deep and gentle voice, they fell asleep cutely.

But Zi Yan was still blinking her beautiful eyes, looking at Zhang Han.

The two came to the balcony, sat on the recliner and snuggled together, whispering.

Very laid back and comfortable.

Until eleven o'clock, Zi Yan went to bed. Not long after she fell asleep, Zhang Han got up on the bed and flew out of the window. His figure turned into a faint phantom, and quickly rushed towards the Mengmeng Group.

On the side of the gate of Crescent Mountain, there were six or seven hundred people standing.

Not only standing, but also sitting on the branches, sleeping on the branches, and even a lot of tents.

If Zhang Han didn't come, they didn't dare to leave at all, and they were quite afraid of the kill mark on their arms.

But there are also some grumpy ones:

"Haven't come out yet, have we been waiting here all this time?"

"Just say yes, I still have urgent matters. If he doesn't come, can I still wait here for a week, a month, a year?"

"Their fight has nothing to do with us. Besides, several people left before, and there is one friend of mine. I don't see anything wrong!"

"It's almost twelve o'clock, can it still work?"

Although they were dissatisfied with their mouths, their bodies were very honest. No one left, they were watching, but after seeing a group of more than thirty people preparing to leave, many of them couldn't sit still.

It is human nature that many people are unwilling to be the first when they are going through a critical moment, but if someone takes the lead, many people will follow.

As a result, the departure of these thirty people moved nearly a hundred people and followed them down the mountain.

The other people can't be shaken, so they just stay here. Anyway, there are no mosquitoes, so they treat it as an outing.

However, that group of people had just walked fifty or sixty meters away.

suddenly after

Fang exclaimed:

"Oh my god, the three people who left before are all dead!"

hum!

One stone stirred up waves, and these people ran over with stiff expressions:

"What did you say?"

Faced with many questions, the man seemed not to have heard him. His face became paler and paler, and the hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking. Finally, the phone fell to the ground, and he said shyly:

"It's the ruthless Zhang, he, he came out of the mountain! It seems that he is going to hunt and kill people with the mark of killing!"

hiss!

Many people gasped, while those who were about to leave were in a cold sweat.

When they reacted, they suddenly discovered that

Ruthless Zhang seems to be about to carry out a shocking revenge!

Blood debt must be paid in blood!

After being shocked for a while, all the people present made phone calls one after another:

"Hey, second brother, bring me a tent and food, I'm in Crescent Mountain"

"Third Sister, come over to lend me your RV for a few days."

"Old Cousin, I won't go these few days, you can send some."

Only now did this group realize that it was safe to stay at the gate of Crescent Mountain.

At the very least, they knew that when the ruthless Zhang finished his revenge, it was the day when they could leave safely, and they could leave soon.

Maybe it's tomorrow.

Everyone looked at the top of the stone gate again, and the three big characters "Han Xian" were extremely dazzling at this moment.

At this time, Zhang Han and Chen Changqing had already taken a private plane, took off and landed, and arrived in Shenzhen.

"Go to the eastern suburbs."

The two were too lazy to make a car, Zhang Han glanced at the direction, and when his body moved, the two flew out directly.

"Brother Han."

Only now did Chen Changqing ask: "Have you broken through to the divine realm? Judging by your moves and energy strength, have you already broken through?"

"Not yet." Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

Chen Changqing was a little surprised by this sentence. He, the God of War of the Chen family, and Ge Xingkong all guessed that Zhang Han had already broken through.

Because of the intensity of his attack, they were a little startled.

But unexpectedly, what they got now was not the result they predicted.

Without waiting for Chen Changqing to ask, Zhang Han replied:

"It was supposed to break through, but I suppressed it."

"Why do you want to suppress it?" Chen Changqing was stunned for a moment: "With the strength of your spiritual consciousness and basic strength, after breaking through, it will be a qualitative change."

Zhang Han smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said:

"No, the master realm you know, orthodox name, is Gong Ji. Gong Ji cultivates the foundation of the Dao. It is a very important stage. After the foundation is laid, he breaks through the innate, which can be understood as the god realm. The essence is the same. , but there is still a difference, just like your previous breakthrough, which seemed to be a perfect breakthrough, but in fact it is still far away, you should be able to feel it now."

"yes!"

Chen Changqing laughed twice, and said: "I feel that the current self is the perfect breakthrough, and the dantian can also become much larger, and the power of spiritual consciousness is several times stronger than before."

"You are not a perfect breakthrough now."

Zhang Han shook his head: "You are a seven-inch dantian, and the Qinglong bloodline is nearly 40% developed. I don't know about spiritual knowledge, which should be similar to the dantian. Practicing the Eight Desolation Demon Dragon can stably raise you to the eight-inch dantian in the innate stage. If there are other opportunities, it is not impossible to reach the Nine Inch Dantian."

"Huh? Dantian is still decent?" Chen Changqing was a little confused.

"You are not in a hurry to know these things now, I will tell you in detail when the time comes, now"

Zhang Han looked at the mountain in front of him calmly, and said slowly:

"The hour has come."

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