Chapter 695 What's Strange?

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In the secular world of martial arts, young warriors are ten years old, and the younger ones are six or seven years old. There will always be a period of time for contact. Generally speaking, at the age of twenty, they start to leak out, until they are around thirty-five years old. They are all young warriors.

It is often said that this is the case with the strong generation of the generation, who are in the best position among their peers. The era of Beihu Gai Xingkong was also in his thirties.

The Qing Emperor, who is well-known by people, debuted at the pinnacle of his career. With lightning speed, he aspired to the throne of one of the most powerful young men, and later became a martial artist that people pay attention to. The name "Qing Emperor" was recognized by others, which has already explained a lot of.

But the main character, Chen Changqing, suddenly discovered that since he got together with Brother Han, he knew very little, and he didn't understand many problems.

Just like the northern ice field, Ice Wolf King Fern and the others faced the Yin spirits and wanted to fight a way out, but he followed Zhang Han, strolled in the courtyard, and even refined an artifact. After passing through the Unjust Soul area, they seemed to be invisible. He came to the land of the two-winged tiger statue again, and refined another artifact, which was left in the ruins. After a few days, he came back strong, went to the west, met the powerful Prince Harlan, and refined it into a drop of blood for him.

This is simply unheard of before, and it is conceivable that if the sleeping princes of the blood clan knew about it, they would feel chills down their spines.

When will being as strong as a prince become someone else's dish?

Chen Changqing also felt that he seemed to know too little, at least compared to Brother Han, why he knew so much, Chen Changqing couldn't figure it out.

He couldn't understand the current situation, and he couldn't help, so he could only stare aside.

After a while, Chen Changqing turned his gaze to Crescent Mountain, from which he could only see a little scenery of the back mountain.

The large planting area, and the tall and handsome Leiyang tree, remember that the polycrystalline blue one on the right is the Leiyang flower.

"Actually, it's nothing to let the fetish out."

Chen Changqing thought of the battle that day, and shook his head slightly: "It's the people in the bamboo hat who are too greedy. It's about Ziyan's sister-in-law and Mengmeng. How could we make concessions?"

Being idle and bored, Chen Changqing also recalled what happened today.

It is also what Chen Changqing is used to doing in his spare time to reflect on himself three times a day. Tianjiao is actually not terrible, what is terrible is that they will put in more effort.

But after thinking about it, a weak voice came from behind:

"what time is it?"

brush!

Chen Changqing looked back, only to see Zhang Han with a pale face, and he was standing up slowly with trembling arms supporting the trees behind him. Seeing this, Chen Changqing hurried over to help Zhang Han up:

"Why are you so weak? Or are you taking some pills or something?"

"It doesn't work, what time is it?" Zhang Han's lips were a little pale, and he asked again.

Chen Changqing hurriedly glanced at his watch:

"It's 3:55 in the afternoon, we came here at 1:05, and you've been sitting here for nearly three hours."

"Oh, hiss..."

Zhang Han took a deep breath: "Help me back to the mountain, it's time to pick up Mengmeng from school."

"Ah?" Chen Changqing thought he didn't hear clearly, and asked: "You need to rest now, I'll just pick up Mengmeng, and besides, if you show your current state, sister-in-law and Mengmeng will be frightened when they see it."

With a sickly look on his face, he looked like he was going to die at any moment.

"It's okay, it will get better after a while." Zhang Han replied with some stubbornness.

"Why is that necessary.

"Chen Changqing smiled wryly: "It's just a little thing. "

It's nothing more than picking up Mengmeng from school. In fact, Zhao Feng and the others can do it for such a small matter. It's not that they can't see it, so they can get together when they come back.

But in the face of Chen Changqing's words, Zhang Han shook his head slightly, and smiled weakly:

"No, no, I promised Mengmeng that she would pick her up after school today. I broke my promise once a few days ago. I hope there will be only that one time in my life."

Boom!

Chen Changqing's hand trembled suddenly, and his heart trembled slightly.

Father......

He remembered the figure that he had been in contact with for a short time when he was young, but unfortunately, the memory was a little fuzzy, and he himself knew what kind of changes would be brought to a person without the company of his parents when he was a child, it was an incomplete life.

It is precisely because of Zhang Han that his personality has slowly changed, and it is precisely because of these gatherings that Zhang Han is quite a heavyweight in his Qing Emperor's heart.

"Then I'll go with you."

Chen Changqing withdrew his thoughts and smiled at Zhang Han a few times. He supported Zhang Han's back with his right hand and led the two of them to float towards Crescent Mountain.

"When you have kids, you'll probably know what it's like."

Zhang Han looked towards the castle, and saw Zhou Fei and Zi Yan sitting on the open-air balcony on the fourth floor, drinking cold drinks.

"Slow down, give me five minutes." Zhang Han thought for a while and said.

"it is good."

Chen Changqing landed directly in the dense forest of the back mountain.

"Aww!"

"Ooooh!"

Two voices sounded.

Whoosh!

Soon, a black shadow jumped over quickly, it was Xiao Hei who was quite fast.

It looked very happy at first, but when it suddenly saw Zhang Han, its big swaying tail drooped directly, and it leaned in front of Zhang Han and kept sniffing.

"Woooo..."

As if sensing his weak master, Xiao Hei let out a deep cry.

Provoking Zhang Han to leak a smile, he reached out and touched Xiao Hei's head, saying:

"I'm fine, but you, it seems that it's almost mid-term, and the gems are almost eaten up recently, right?"

"Oh?" Xiao Hei suddenly had a guilty expression.

Very human.

"I'm getting it for you when I'm out of food."

Zhang Han's words made Xiao Hei's tail wag slightly.

"Oh, oh oh oh!"

Dahei came here, sat down in front of Zhang Han, gestured with both hands, and then pointed to Chen Changqing: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Master, did this idiot bully you, I'll fuck him!

Xiao Hei understood.

The tail also stopped immediately, hitting Chen Changqing? Do it yourself.

Zhang Han saw the same, the meaning expressed by Dahei's gesture.

But Chen Changqing, who just came to Xinyue Mountain not long ago, didn't understand, and was still smiling from the side:

"Brother Han, you two spirit beasts are really nice."

"Oh oh oh oh?"

"They are very humane, and their intelligence is very powerful."

"Oh oh oh oh?"

Chen Changqing finally discovered the weird atmosphere:

"Brother Han, what is it gesticulating?"

"Cough, it's nothing."

The corner of Zhang Han's mouth trembled, he stretched out his right hand, and patted Dahei's forehead:

"Okay, don't be naughty."

Only then did Dahei scratch his head, and he didn't groan.

"I'm going out this time to get some good things back, but this is more suitable for Dahei, Xiaohei. I will give you a great chance next time."

Zhang Han said something.

That drop of refined blood, refined by Prince Harlan and added with many holy objects, will bring about a qualitative change in Dahei's body, but Zhang Han still plans to wait until he recovers in a few days.

Every time they get a gift from Zhang Han, the two guys are very happy. Although there is no Xiao Hei this time, Xiao Hei is still bouncing around.

With these two guys by my side, five minutes passed without feeling anything.

Zhang Han's face regained some color, and his lips were no longer pale. Just now, he looked like he could lie on the ground at any time, but now he looks like he has a cold and a fever, and he is much better.

"It's too late if you don't go, let's go."

Zhang Han said.

Chen Changqing held Zhang Han's arm and walked quickly up the mountain.

When they came near the Leiyang Tree, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei also saw the two of them.

"came back!"

"I'm going to pick up Mengmeng, are you going?" Zhang Han raised his head and asked.

"Go! Wait for me!"

Zi Yan responded, and the figure hurried into the room.

In less than two minutes, the figures of Zi Yan and Zhou Fei appeared at the door on the first floor.

Chen Changqing glanced at the little panda car next to him.

He took the key handed by Zhang Han.

So several people walked towards the car, Chen Changqing drove, Zhou Fei sat in the co-pilot, Zi Yan and Zhang Han sat in the back seat.

After getting into the car, watching from a close distance, Zi Yan's pretty face changed:

"What's the matter with you, husband?"

"I'm fine." Zhang Han chuckled: "A little weak, of course not that kind of weak, it will be fine in a few days."

Feeling worried for a while, Zhou Fei also looked sideways.

Chen Changqing also helped explain:

"It's common for us warriors to get a little bit injured. Brother Han, it's not a serious injury. It's just a part of the practice. It will be fine in a few days."

Of course he wouldn't talk about the fact that Brother Han couldn't stand up just now.

After some explanations, Zi Yan also breathed a sigh of relief, but she still looked worried and nervous.

When driving, it was 4:05, Zhang Han didn't need to speak, Chen Changqing's speed was very fast, but the car was very stable.

After driving for 20 minutes, we arrived at Shengluo Kindergarten.

Zhang Han and Zi Yan got out of the car, and Zi Yan still put on a peaked cap due to her travel habits.

Walking into the campus hand in hand, Mengmeng soon left school.

"Papa!"

The little guy's crisp cry sounded, and the voice was pleasant, which attracted the attention of many parents:

"Oh, it's this pretty little girl again."

Many people subconsciously turned around and looked at the parents behind them, seductive.

Among them, there are very few people who know that Mengmeng's mother is Zi Yan. For Zi Yan, the current attention is still very high. There are also various gossips that she and the talented scholar Han Yang already have a daughter. Many people questioned, and some More people don't believe it.

There are too many scandals about celebrities.

Like other celebrities, occasionally the paparazzi release some stone hammers, but for Zi Yan, there is no stone hammer, let alone convincing.

As everyone knows, Zhang Han and Zi Yan have been photographed several times at the school gate, but no one dared to post them!

Under the eyes of these people, Mengmeng took a quick step and threw herself into Zhang Han's arms.

"Papa!"

After getting tired of being happy for a few times, the little guy pouted: "Papa, you didn't leave this morning, Mengmeng is crying."

"what?"

Zhang Han touched the little guy's pink face, and said: "Dad said that he would come back to pick up Mengmeng today, so he will definitely be back. Dad will be there tomorrow morning, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow."

"Mengmeng, look, Dad has done what he said, do you want to praise him?" Zi Yan said with a smile on the side.

"Yeah." Mengmeng put her lips together: "Yeah."

"Hahaha."

The kiss was on the face, but it was sweet in the heart. After Zhang Han laughed a few times, Mengmeng stretched out her little hand again:

"La la la! Papa Mama, I got little red flower again."

"Oh, you're so good, you get a little red flower as soon as you go to school, it's too good..."

Zhang Han was happy from the bottom of his heart, but his tone was inevitably exaggerated.

Mengmeng was subject to this trick, and when she heard Papa's praise, her little lips couldn't even close her smile.

"Let's go! Go home, and papa will cook for my precious daughter at night."

Zhang Han and Zi Yan took Mengmeng's little hand and walked out of the school under many eyes.

This time a family of three sits in the back seat. Although the car has been refitted, there is still not much space. Three adults must be crowded, but Zhang Han’s family of three, with Mengmeng sitting in the middle, is very close to each other, and it becomes a warm feeling. .

"Uncle Qing and Aunt Feifei are here too."

Mengmeng said hello after getting into the car.

"Well, come and take a look if you want to be cute." Chen Changqing counted with a smile while driving.

"I don't want Uncle Qing."

One sentence almost made Chen Changqing step on the brake.

What's going on?

"I miss my papa and Mama." Mengmeng squeezed into Zhang Han's arms.

Under the influence of Zhang Han, the little guy's character seems to be developing towards the weird elves.

Emily, who used to be shy, has become a thing of the past.

"Haha, yes, it's enough to think about father and mother." Zhang Han couldn't stop smiling.

When laughing, there was a hot feeling in the pulled body, and I wanted to cough, but Zhang Han endured it.

It's bad to be hurt, but it's only when you're hurt that you realize how wonderful it is to be healthy.

Talking and laughing back to the mountain

On the morning, Chen Changqing and Zhou Fei also stayed here, preparing to eat dinner made by Zhang Han himself.

Originally, Chen Changqing knew about Zhang Han's condition and proposed to eat in a big restaurant, but Zhang Han still wanted to do it by himself.

So Chen Changqing followed suit, and he became the helper.

Go to the back mountain to kill the chicken and get the ingredients.

Back in the kitchen, Zhang Han saw that even the chicken feathers were bald, Zhang Han looked at Chen Changqing a little bit dumbfounded:

"How did you pack it yourself?"

"Isn't it me?" Chen Changqing smiled.

"Tonight I will make dry fried chicken wings, braised pork knuckle, sweet potato pancakes, grilled chicken skin, steak, one chicken only has two wings..."

Before Zhang Han finished speaking, the corners of Chen Changqing's mouth trembled, and he backed out:

"Then I'll go again."

As a result, when he came back for the second time, Chen Changqing took twelve whole chicken wings, six large pork knuckles, five sweet potatoes, and a large piece of steak...

"It's definitely enough this time." Chen Changqing said.

"enough."

So Zhang Han started to move, and began to prepare in an orderly manner in the kitchen. The kitchen is big enough, and several dishes are sitting at the same time. Chen Changqing shook his head again and again:

"I didn't expect that, Brother Han, your cooking skills are also a bit good."

"When you have children, your cooking skills will be great."

"Ha, I don't know when I will have a child, let's just let it go, anyway, Feifei and I have a good relationship, and I respect her opinion in this regard."

"Let's see."

"..."

While chatting, Zhang Han was cooking, and Mengmeng ran in from time to time.

It was alright at first, but when Mengmeng came in again after the aroma of the vegetables filled the kitchen, she muttered:

"Papa, I'm hungry."

"Dry fried chicken wings are just right, eat one first, and we can have dinner in ten minutes."

"No, it's impolite for Ma Ma to say so."

"What's so impolite? This is our own home, let's eat."

Zhang Han handed over a big chicken wing. During the period, he used the pitiful amount of spiritual power he could use to lower the temperature. The little guy was just not hot when he held it in his hand. He ate it deliciously and bit it down. It was crispy on the outside and delicious on the inside. The cortex, the chicken wings with a gelatinous taste, and the meaty aroma that penetrates into the bone marrow make Mengmeng praise again and again:

"It smells so good, Papa is the best."

The dinner was very sumptuous, with a large table of dishes, opened two bottles of red wine, and had dinner in the restaurant on the fifth floor.

It could have been eaten slower, but after Mengmeng finished eating, Zhang Han went to play with the little guy, so the speed increased.

"Go, sister Yan, let's go play too."

Zhou Fei took Zi Yan's hand and walked out of the restaurant, leaving Chen Changqing staring blankly behind.

He stretched out his hand:

"Uh... I'm going to do the dishes?"

Well, the dignified Qing Emperor, now he has been reduced to washing dishes.

Fortunately, he can also open and hang up, move his fingers slightly, and clean up in a minute.

Playing until 9:30, Zhou Fei and Chen Changqing went out for a walk, the family of three lay on the bed, Zhang Han told the story as usual.

After a while, Mengmeng fell asleep.

Zhang Han gently hugged the little guy on the small bed, covered the quilt, and returned to the big bed by himself, hugging Zi Yan.

This time, Zhang Han slept soundly.

Injured and with Chen Changqing around, he also felt relieved.

This is the first day.

On the second day, Zhang Han's complexion improved a lot.

On the third day, it looked the same as usual from the outside.

So in the afternoon when there is no one in the castle...

"No! ~ You are not well yet."

"Hate, um, huh..."

"..."

Something bright and cheerful was evidently happening.

But on the fourth day.

After sending Mengmeng to school in the morning, after returning to the castle, Zi Yan sat on a chair on the balcony on the third floor, looking at her stomach with a worried expression.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Han took a cold drink and asked with a smile.

"Honey, I, I really want to get pregnant."

"Ah?" Zhang Han froze for a moment, and hurriedly sat up and checked: "No."

"Then why do I feel uncomfortable?"

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Zhang Han hurriedly asked.

"Here." Zi Yan lifted her short sleeves, revealing her stomach, she pointed to the side of her lower abdomen.

"This is the position of your dantian, what does it feel like?" Zhang Han's eyes became serious.

"It was a little cool just now, and then it became here. This little black thing has been going on for so many days, and it hasn't gone down yet." Zi Yan stretched out her right arm, and there was a black mark on it like a little tadpole, but It's a little darker than before.

"This......"

Zhang Han was silent, staring there closely.

When I haven't said anything yet.

"Ah! It seems to be moving, husband, am I sick?" Zi Yan was startled.

"Not moving?"

Zhang Han's eyes were more solemn, and his spiritual sense continued to penetrate, but he couldn't detect that little black spot at all.

"You try to concentrate and feel where your lower abdomen is and where your arms are."

"Uh-huh."

Zi Yan answered simply, but still looked at Zhang Han eagerly.

"Take a deep breath, continue, concentrate, close your eyes, don't think about anything, feel your dantian and right arm..."

in a minute.

"I, I can't feel it." Zi Yan replied with her lips pursed.

Zhang Han was also puzzled.

But the next picture made Zhang Han a little confused.

I saw Zi Yan flicking her right arm, with a dull tone:

"What is this, how come I got it on my hand, can you leave my body?"

Boom!

A slight ringing sound appeared, and a black shadow, like slipping from Zi Yan's right arm, landed on the ground in front of the two of them.

hum!

Zhang Han stood up abruptly, stunned:

"What kind of weird thing is this?"

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