Yue Wuwei understands Zhang Han’s emotions and hurriedly said:

"Not everyone sees it, don't think so much. I am sure to tell you that Zixiao and my lord are at most friends. I can feel it. The picture that is now manifested should represent and represent the mood of Zi Zi. She is very happy with you, and her heart is sweet, so she will show three points."

The right medicine, Yue Wuwei's words really work.

Zhang Han closed his eyes and took a deep breath, vomiting long, lingering in the coldness of the air, dissipating most of it:

"maybe."

"But the mysterious man is so powerful that he shouldn’t show up in front of me."

"There will be opportunities in the future..."

Zhang Han did not continue to say it. He felt that he could talk to the mysterious lord, and it took time, and he talked about it.

Perhaps it is self-willed, or perhaps unwilling. In short, Zhang Han’s heart is a bit angry, it is the temper of the mysterious master.

My wife needs someone to create a romantic atmosphere for her?

Are you specializing in nosy?

Do not bully the young and poor, this matter must be said later.

Hey.

The vision dissipated, and the purple cicada was not bombed. She still stood on the stone platform. She seemed to feel the picture just now, and her look was slightly awkward.

But without any hesitation, I quickly turned to look at Zhang Han.

The tenderness in the eyes made Zhang Han's little temper dissipate a lot.

Wave the energy to control the purple scorpion around.

One stop to the side, Zi Yan will kiss Zhang Han's arm, and did not care about the people around him. He put the front and back of the body, and it was very close, firmly squeezed, and the lips were stuck. To Zhang Han’s ear, whispered:

"Oh, husband, don't be angry, no one can take me away from you anyway."

"what......"

Zhang Han only smiled, touched his forehead, and his right hand caught the purple limb.

In the face of everyone, so close, many single monks in the room could not bear to look straight.

It’s too much!

"Congratulations to the Moon King for getting a percentage."

Li Mu was very eye-catching and hurryed to congratulate him.

"She doesn't count."

Just halfway through the words, Yue Wuwei interrupted: "She is not in the test of the characters, just the picture, just represents her mood, and the resulting vision."

Yue Wuwei also has some wonders.

This movement is not very good. He is not very sure. Does the picture represent the mood, but Zhang Han is a little angry, he can only bite it.

After saying this, Yue Wuwei looked at Zhang Han and laughed:

"Well, you two don't show love, go and test it, you will be left."

"Don't go." Zhang Han actually had some childish answers.

Very simple.

The purple eyes that couldn’t help but licked the red lips and almost laughed.

But my heart is sweet.

The baby cares about himself.

This is a jealous thing.

Yue Wuwei: "..."

No face, no help, if it is other people, he throws his hand and throws it to Shitai, but Zhang Han, but he does not have this idea.

"Well, stinky boy, don't be angry, I think it makes sense to say that Father Yue." Zhang Guangyou came over and patted Zhang Han's back.

"Yes." Zhang Mu also walked and smiled: "This aspect can be understood, ah, but that my grandmother is so beautiful, it is normal to have someone else chase."

"Yes, Master, I have to try it." Mu Xue also said quickly: "I believe that the Master is a horse, definitely a hundred percent."

"Oh, Dad."

Meng Meng pulled Zhang Han’s hand: "I also want to see you go up."

Became!

Meng Meng opened an opening, everyone knows how to use it. In Zhang Hanna, Meng Meng’s right to speak is quite large.

really.

Zhang Han’s look was slightly stunned and he finally sighed:

"Well, then I will go up and try."

Just now, Zhang Han is really planning to leave. Whatever is the master of the sky, there is no shortage of arms and legs.

After thinking about it, I feel that the anger is just a little funny.

Well, there are hundreds of years of experience. When you encounter something you care about, your emotions are still uncontrollable.

"go quickly."

Yue Wuwei was slightly relieved.

"Zhang Shu is cheering." Nina said with a smile.

"Dad, come on."

Meng Meng came to Zhang Han with a goldfish mouth, and kissed him in the air.

There are little gimmicks to mediate their emotions, and their moods turn sharply.

I looked at the purple eyes, and the body moved, and it fell on the stone platform.

"This breath is...?

Feel the mysterious atmosphere emerging from the stone tablet, Zhang Han heart jumped.

Oh la la!

There seems to be a hurricane around, and the whistling sound is constant. You can also feel the breath and constantly detect yourself.

This breath made him a little scared, as if he had felt it before.

Unfortunately, the breath is still very weak, so Zhang Han did not notice, what is it.

What can be felt is that the fog around it seems to separate itself from the world, and it seems to be in the void of the universe.

Weird senses are coming.

"How do I seem to have experienced it?"

“Is it a sense of sight?”

"Is it still said that the stone tablet has given me where I have been?"

Zhang Han’s consciousness is gradually blurred, reality? illusory?

I can't figure it out. I can't guess.

Only the more familiar energy surrounds itself.

"The feeling of this energy shock is getting more and more familiar. What is it?"

Zhang Han seems to have some headaches. He wants to shake his head. Simple movements can't be done.

"What limits me?"

"Stone, where does this stone come from?"

"What is the character of Yue Wuwei's lord?"

"hiss!"

The body is a little painful and gradually numb. Zhang Han has not felt the existence of the body, as if only the mind is looking at everything in front of him.

"Hey!"

I do not know how long it has been.

“One year? Two years?”

"Why is it not over yet?"

Zhang Han’s consciousness, the front side of the gaze, is all white and fog, as if he was in the white world, and it seems that the whole person is hidden in a white box.

These torture-like illusions made Zhang Han’s arrogance begin to rise.

"Damn!"

"Did I be targeted?"

Zhang Han suddenly realized that it was extraordinary.

Others are by no means the same situation. The consciousness and the mind are trapped in a place of nothingness?

"They are still waiting for me outside."

Zhang Han’s consciousness gradually calmed down.

Thinking carefully, what is the situation you are facing?

Never experienced it.

Standing on the stone platform, the mind is in chaos?

"Even the most dangerous secret land, nine lives, there will be no way out!"

“Do you need some kind of insight to get out of here?”

"No, they can all leave, it is very short-lived, everyone, about five seconds in total."

"How long has my mind been trapped? It seems like the time is long."

"Without spiritual power, spiritual knowledge, and no physical induction, how can there be the ability to resist by a single thought?"

"wrong!"

Zhang Han’s thoughts suddenly vibrate, and he felt a touch of violent energy.

"The breath of this power..."

"Nine Miles of Thunder?"

Bang!

Like a blue sky, I hit Zhang Han’s idea.

The heart trembled and the body seemed to be torn like a burning one.

Injury everywhere, even close to the state of sudden death.

Bang!

The sound of the thunder and lightning, and the smog around it, became thin.

This scene is not the time when I was in a thunderous robbery and was attacked by Jiuyi Shenlei?

and many more!

Thunder and robbery?

Hey!

Zhang Han can feel his body completely. He knows how pale his face is.

It was completely scared.

Through the thin clouds, it seems as if he can see that he is in the void of the universe, thousands of miles away, full of people, all kinds of strong robbers, floating in the universe, and even more, walking under the feet .

real!

It turned out to be real!

They looked at the direction of the huge cloud, but they were full of heavy breath:

"Hanyang Xianjun, he....has he fallen?"

"Unfortunately, the son of a generation of arrogant, led to the thunder of the nine gods, this may be his ending, and robbery."

A lot of arguments sounded in the crowd.

Thousands of people?

No, millions, tens of millions of people!

The surrounding is dense and amazed, as if playing a certain melody:

"Cold Yang Xianjun, can you finally hold it? You just destroyed ten super sects and slaughtered millions. Can you think about today? Hahahaha, Jiuyi **** thunder, you will die!"

"The nine sacred gods robbery, this robbery is the legendary strong robbery, so far has not heard of anyone passing."

"No, there have been people who have ever passed. In rumors, people who have passed through the nine-day gods and thunders will get great benefits in one step. This is a record from the ancient books. Some people have witnessed that they had spent the thunder of the nine gods. Named Tiandi."

"But Hanyang Xianjun may not be able to pass. We have just seen that his state is very poor and he is already dying. He is a generation of enchanting ghosts. The time of practice is not long, but he is cultivated for the sake of improvement. He is a cultivator. The wealthiest monks, resources, and treasures are too many. It is because of this that he is not guilty. His own comprehension has not reached the limit, or that he has not reached the standard of passing the Jiu Shen Shen Lei."

"Oh, the standard? The standard of Jiuyi Shenlei, can you use common sense?" Someone sneered: "If it is a kind of thunder, Hanyang Xianjun is afraid to open the sky and rise to the world!"

"Hanyang Xianjun, he, he, can he still create miracles like before?"

In the crowd, there are many women who look at the land of the nine sacred gods and look at their idiotic state. They know that they are the ones who love the Hanyang Xianjun.

The strong, there have always been many women like it.

It is a pity that the Hanyang Xianjun belongs to the kind of character that the dragon is not seeing at the end. He travels the world and rarely sees it on weekdays.

"It hasn't moved yet!"

"Zhang Hanyang has fallen?"

"Yes, it’s fallen, a generation of myths, when it’s finally over, it’s sad, sigh.”

There were thousands of tens of thousands of robbings on the scene. They saw this scene, and they all felt the horror of thunder.

"People will win the day? Just a joke!"

"Wait, the thunderstorm is tumbling again, it has not dissipated, and Hanyang Xianjun has not fallen!"

"Yes! I saw it, there is breath, there is alive! God, Hanyang Xianjun is to create the myth of the cultivation of the world?"

"Booming!"

The overwhelming thunderclouds are tumbling, and there is a fascinating smashing smash, which is still brewing.

"How am I here?"

Zhang Han completely restored his consciousness.

Looking left and right, his look is confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Huang Wei a dream?"

"Don't I return to the earth, just a dream of Huang Qi? No, no, no! This is impossible!"

"Purple, cute, dad, mom, grandpa, no!"

"Ably impossible!"

After Zhang Han regained consciousness, his heart was cold and his eyes filled with madness.

Why is this happening?

real? illusory?

"Nothing is Impossible."

Suddenly, a voice rang in Zhang Han’s mind.

The melodious sound belongs to the gentle sound of the man, but it makes people feel extremely deserted, like a machine without any feelings.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

Zhang Han's face gradually turned white, and his eyes looked at the thunderclouds in the air.

Jiuyi Shenlei is not over yet.

day!

Why is he in this place?

"I am the will of heaven, and represent the will of heaven and earth in the cultivation of the world."

"You cross the thunder and robbing the gods, the devil has reached the end, you practice all the way, the speed is very fast, there is no embarrassment, but the devil is getting stronger."

"What you desire in your heart, in the heart and the robbery, all happen. Now is the last choice moment of the heart and the robbery. If you spend it, the nine gods will be dispelled, you can open the sky, rise to the upper bound, and The chance, the great qualifications, the nine sacred gods, will bring you unimaginable benefits."

The sound is ethereal and resounds in Zhang Han’s mind.

"Hearts robbery? How come?"

The atmosphere of Zhang Han’s whole person, cold and lonely, seems to be walking like a dead body, and it is suspended in the void.

"Yes, it’s the heart and the robbery, what is the devil? It’s not purely letting you experience suffering, but letting you experience the things that you most desire, and letting you give up in despair, so that you can make a big realization.”

The cold voice is still telling:

"Now, as long as you admit, from the heart of the recognition, what you say is everything, but a dream, just a matter of extreme hunger in your heart, this is your last concern, if you admit, everything can be ""

With these words, Zhang Han bowed his head and was silent.

"What are you still struggling? Don't you want to go to the upper bounds? That is the pursuit of the whole Xiu Xianjie!"

"Don't hesitate, admit it!"

The sound seems to be full of temptation.

But for Zhang Han, it is like not hearing.

"What you are experiencing is only the illusion, woman, child? Parent? You know very well, how many years have passed, you know better, let you go back five hundred years ago, breaking the turbulence of time, it is impossible to happen, Recognize it!"

"Accepted?"

Zhang Han suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and he smiled miserly: "Hehehehe....hahahahaha..."

"Acceptance?"

"You ask me for approval?"

"What are you? Heaven and earth will? Dog fart!"

"I will answer you now."

At the end of the day, Zhang Han looked stunned and screamed:

"I don't, recognize, can!"

Rumble!

Accompanied by this sentence, the nine sacred gods in the air once again landed together.

In the exclamation of a million people, the Thunder slowly attacked Zhang Han, accompanied by a mighty pressure.

Just when you want to fall on your body.

That voice sounded again:

"Which is true? Which one is false? You already believe it in your heart, isn't it?"

"Then why do you still have to stubbornly choose? The purpose of the robbery, the purpose is to let you fall into the thunder, the last layer of the test of Jiu Shen Shen Lei, you really have to give up? If you give up, you lose money, you ..... It’s really dead.”

This time, in the cold voice, there seems to be a feeling of regret.

Like he is very optimistic about this Han Yang Xian Jun.

"What is dead?"

Zhang Han’s look calmed down. It seemed that some of the broken cans were broken, and the eyes did not look at the thunder, no matter what was true or false.

In all his senses, he did return to the moment of catastrophe.

Can this be true? Isn't it the experience of the Lord of Heaven? Still something else?

All of this, Zhang Han did not want to go to control, he was unable to resist, but finally answered a sentence:

"If all this is fake."

"Then let me drift in the wind."

Bang!

Jiuyi Shenlei arrived as if he was about to meet Zhang Han.

At this time, the world has no color.

Even at the last minute, you can hear the voices of millions of people.

Only Zhang Han does not care about this.

If the heart is dead.

What is the use of his avenue?

Oh la la!

The fog once again filled the eyes.

Zhang Han restored the chaotic state of mind.

Although vague, it burns crazy hope!

Heart robbery? Jiuyi Shenlei? I am going to your mother!

"Hey."

Suddenly, a sigh rang and the sound was heard in the fog:

"Real? False? Sometimes, no one can say clearly, but what I can tell you is that the picture just is false, it is the inheritance of the Lord of Heaven, you have failed, only the slightest, if I Give you a chance, are you willing to admit it?"

"The Lord of the Sky? Hahaha, a big name!"

Zhang Han’s thoughts tremble: “I, Zhang Han, don’t need any lord of the sky! Even if you are inherited from the sky, even if you are detached from the whole cultivation, I am not eager.”

"Ok."

"The Lord of the Sky, I have no chance with you."

The final voice resounded in Zhang Han’s mind.

At the same time, at the outside of the lake, the atmosphere exploded and reached the top.

Even Yue Wuwei is nervous.

From the beginning, on the score sheet, the water flow swept upward like a broken bamboo.

That's right, it's sweeping!

Fast speed!

"Ah, thirty, fifty, seventy!" Mu Xue said with a surprise: "God! Master is strong, directly breaks through 70! It is still rising, still rising."

"Eight." Zhao Feng leaked a smile.

"Eight fifteen points!" Chen Changqing's face is full of admiration.

"Eight eighteen points." Zhang Mu and Zhang Guangyou were filled with pride.

Of course, the most proud is the purple and cute.

"Ninety, my father is the most powerful!" Meng Meng raised her hands and cheered.

"Seventy-three minutes." Zi Yan is also filled with a happy smile.

"Ninety-five points!" Jiang Yan blue clenched his hands: "Become, the master must be! One hundred percent is the Lord of the sky!"

These people are not excited, Li Mu, Nina and other people in the sea dragon star field, seeing dizziness.

Zhang Hanyang, so terrible.

"Jiuliu!"

"ninety-seven!"

"Ninety-eight!"

Gradually, there were many people present, most of them on earth, shouting in unison:

"Ninety-nine!"

However, the water is here, but it stops.

Still moving slowly upwards.

But the entire water column is shaking, as if it has reached a crucial moment!

"Ninety-nine points!"

Yue Wuwei’s voice is a bit nervous: “Can you make it, look at the last three seconds!”

"Wait! The palm of the master is shaking, is he... contending?" Mu Xue observed carefully, and said quickly.

Hey!

A lot of eyes look.

Moran found what Mu Xue said, and the scene calmed down.

The tension and the somewhat oppressive atmosphere are pervasive.

Even many people can't help but hold their breath.

The last point, can you become!

I will have an answer soon.

Hey!

With the shaking of Zhang Han’s palm, it seems to resonate with the vibration of the water column.

With the final voice in Zhang Han’s mind:

Lord of the sky, missed you!

Oh!

The water column of ninety-nine points was broken and slammed down, and it fell short.

Zhang Han also opened his eyes.

The whole person was bombed and landed at the lake, but it fell slightly.

Hey!

A few people have a slight change in their faces.

When other people fall, they can completely control their own abilities. They are very stable, and Zhang Han is falling, can they be embarrassed?

Even if he can do something, he can't do it.

For Zhang Mu and others, how surprised.

"Master!"

Mu Xue screamed.

Zhang Han slowly turned around, his eyes swept through the crowd very quickly, and he was fixed on the purple and sprouting body.

"This......"

The crowd suddenly silenced and the atmosphere was cold.

I saw Zhang Han’s pale face and the color in his eyes, which made people feel worried.

His eyes were reddish, he had fluorescent flicker, his breath was slightly messy, he was slightly rushed, his body was slightly trembling, even if it was unreachable, but everyone in the room felt it.

What has he just experienced?

Looking at the eyes of Zi Yan, he seems to be crying.

Frightened, relaxed, painful, relieved, gentle... Everyone can see complex emotions from their looks.

What Zhang Han experienced, they will never imagine.

real? false?

He feels completely true in the thunder of the nine gods, purple, sprouting... is false.

What a despair?

Let Zhang Han's mentality explode, even if it is a fake, not willing to live.

The heart has a death.

In the subconscious, Jiuyi Shenlei, completely capable of robbing, such sweet, beautiful, happy things, he did not want to admit, even if the final outcome is degenerate.

Even at the last moment, there was a feeling of sorrow:

It is no wonder that Jiu Shen Shen Lei will be the strongest.

However, Zhang Han is ready to accept the moment of degeneration, which proves that the robbery is a falsehood and is the inheritance of the Lord of Heaven.

It’s really mad.

But more, but the kind of joy that is lost and recovered, the emotions are extremely complex.

There are emotions in the heart, all kinds of emotions, placed on Zhang Han’s face.

For the first time, in front of his family... he leaked out such helpless looks.

All along, Zhang Han is the backbone of the heart. He helps everyone around him. What can happen, who will help him?

Purple, cute.

Seeing the two of them, Zhang Han’s heart gradually melted.

Negative emotions also began to dissipate.

He took a light breath and wanted to smile, the kind of soft smile, but his mouth was slightly stunned, his smile was a little stiff, and his voice was dry:

"Hah, I am defeated."

Only a few seconds of emotions are evident.

The atmosphere plummeted to the freezing point.

Zi Yan saw a lot of things, especially when he looked at himself and his cute eyes.

Nourish!

Distressed!

It seems to be a heart.

‘What did he go through! ’

Purple eyes are in a hurry.

Exhausted, quickly ran, and rushed into Zhang Han’s arms.

"Husband, what happened to you?"

"What happened to your husband?"

The purple scorpion could not restrain the emotions, holding Zhang Han tightly, his eyes were wet, and he choked and said:

"We, we don't want to practice, don't, don't want anything."

"Let's go home."

"We are not coming again."

The beautiful woman entered the arms, all kinds of negative emotions, and quickly dissipated.

Zhang Han also very hard to hold the purple sable, in her hair, breathing deeply, only to calm the back of the purple sable:

"I'm fine, well, so many people are there."

The impeccable, perfect man is back.

From the breath, everyone feels it.

Mu Xue, Zhao Feng, Zhang Guangyou, etc., all sighed.

It was really scary to death.

From the beginning, to the present, I saw Zhang Han’s complicated expression for the first time.

It's just curious, what he experienced.

"Wow......."

Meng Meng felt not so much, but also ran over, pouting, clutching Zhang Han and Zi Yan's arm.

When I heard the cry of my mother, the little girl also cried sadly.

The two girls cried.

All the negative emotions of Zhang Han are clean.

It was said that it was too late, and the whole process was only about ten seconds.

Zhang Han’s left hand was swaying with Meng Meng, and his right hand was holding Zi Yan, and he quickly said:

"Okay, I am fine. Just some of them are scared. Nothing, don't cry, it will cost you to cry. It's not pretty, well, my wife, Meng Meng are crying... ..."

"Are you really okay?"

The women are all made of water, only crying for a few seconds, the eyes of the purple eyes are some red blood, the head is slightly backward, with big eyes, tears, some uncertain tone.

It can be seen that Zhang Han’s answer will affect her mood.

This kind of expression and expression is actually very cute.

However, Zhang Han’s heart was full of emotions. He extended his right hand and wiped the tears from the eyes of Zi Yan:

"Can there be a fake? I am not a good student standing here? Don't worry, it's okay."

"Meng Meng, don't cry, hey, obey..."

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"Dad, you can't have anything, my mother and I can't live without you."

"Well, definitely not." Zhang Han chuckled and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

At this moment, everyone knows that it is not the time when Zhang Han went through.

Zhang Guangyou came over, smiled and sighed: "Children, granddaughter, don't cry, my son is not a good end, his man's husband, a little bit of blood, is normal."

Upon hearing this sentence, Zhang Mu shook his head helplessly.

Just now Zhang Guangyou almost comforted Zhang Han in the past, or he gave it to him.

It’s simple.

"It's not normal!"

Meng Meng grinned.

The tears come quickly and the tears are fast.

With the improvement of Zhang Han's state, the emotions of Zi Yan and Meng Meng also turned sharply, and the rainstorm turned fine.

"You hit ninety-nine points and eventually failed, but unfortunately, it was a difference." Yue Wuwei's face was a little annoyed.

Zhang Han heard the words slightly shaking his head:

"It doesn't matter, the Lord of the Sky, I have no chance, and I don't need to inherit."

Speaking of this, Zhang Han was a little angry.

However, it did not show up.

"Hey......"

Yue Wuwei sighed deeply.

It can be seen from his face that he is helpless and his tone is low:

"You don't make it, I really can't think of anyone who can get the inheritance."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room secretly nodded and the emotions followed slightly.

Such a big chance is not your own.

Even Zhang Hanyang did not do it. Who else can do it all over the world?

The field calmed down again.

It can be less than two seconds.

"Older generation."

Nina suddenly spoke, she slightly hesitated, and finally pointed to Meng Meng said: "Meng Meng has not tried yet, Zhang Shu and Zi Yan can have very strong fluctuations, I think Meng Meng may have a chance."

"what?"

Yue Wuwei’s eyes instantly brightened: “Really, she may have a chance too!”

"Don't think about it!"

Zhang Han hasn't spoken yet, and Zi Yan will bluntly refuse: "Our family doesn't need anything to break the sky, you are a big liar."

Yue Wuwei: "???"

The old man's face immediately resented.

"When did I lie to you, my aunt?" Yue Wu is helpless.

"Oh, anyway, you said it is useless. Who knows what problems can be solved by the broken stone tablet." Zi Yan said with no anger.

"Oh, that's fine."

Yue Wuwei was anxious: "You have gone up yourself, is it not feeling at all?"

Said that he looked to Zhang Guangyou next to him: "How do you feel when you go up?"

"Ah? I, this, it's like rubbing your eyes, then it's down." Zhang Guangyou answered.

"What about you? What do you feel?" Yue Wuwei asked Mu Xue again.

"I feel it too. I don't feel it. I have the energy to communicate with me? I don't know much." Mu Xue shook his head slightly.

"What about you? What about you?" Yue Wuwei looked at the other three.

Zhao Feng: "Me too."

Jiang Lanlan: "Nothing to feel."

Teacher Liu: "Going up, I want to experience more time."

"What happened to my husband?" Purple looked at Yue Wuwei.

"Which do I know." Yue Wuwei smiled and said: "Zhang Hanyang, what happened to you in the end? Did you use the secret technique and force it to increase to one hundred percent?"

Looking at the look of everyone around, Zhang Han brows slightly wrinkled and indulged for two seconds.

They don't feel anything, there is no sable, then they...

Should it be the reason why the two worlds are human?

Or to say that what I want to experience is the test of the Lord of Heaven, and the hero of Yue Wuwei wants to be the master of the sky.

No.

Is this experience active or unconscious?

Zhang Han also had some doubts and finally shook his head:

"I just saw some pictures, it made me very... not good."

Simply answered the sentence.

"Look, there is nothing, even if he only sees some pictures, I guarantee 100% security, I will try it out, I will not have anything to happen. Besides, I doubt the picture that Zhang Hanyang experienced. Because there are so many things hidden in this kid's heart, he is a slippery head, Meng Meng is so innocent and cute, and certainly will not have his experience, just try it."

Yue Wuwei is sincerely trying to send out the inheritance of the Lord of Heaven, and his face is constantly changing, bitterly saying:

"Purple, you will give me this face, Meng Meng is the last hope, if she can't, let's go right away? And how did I give you face, oh, how many people do you have?" Can be said, if you don't try, then I will not leave, we are here to enjoy the old age."

As he said, Yue Wuwei was very angry and angry, blowing his beard and blinking.

Some words made the purple sable's face slightly solidified, and no idea, her eyes looked at Zhang Han.

Others also look at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han sighed and touched the cute brain, and smiled lightly: "Daughter, do you want to try it? You want to try it, don't want to try and leave."

The right to speak has been handed over to Meng Meng.

Yue Wuwei's face suddenly filled with a smile: "Little girl, you see, your sister Nina, can all go up and play, you don't try, isn't it to leave regrets?"

"Amount?" Meng Meng slightly.

The big, shiny eyes quickly twitched twice, seemingly thinking about how to play.

"Try it, even if it is not successful, there is nothing." Yue Wuwei looks positive, looks at Zhang Han, he knows that this little slick is the backbone of the heart, he opened, things did not run, he said: "She will not experience yours What you experience, in fact, everyone's experience is different, you should understand."

"Dad, do I have to try?" Meng Meng pulled Zhang Han's palm.

"Go."

In the end, it was still not that Yue Wuwei, Zhang Han nodded.

"Then I jumped up?"

Meng Meng confirmed the sound, and after receiving a positive reply from Zhang Han, Xiao Shantou walked back several steps and said:

"Then I want to start?"

"Begin!" Yue Wuwei nodded again and again.

Hey!

Meng Meng quickly rushed a few steps, with his own strength, ran to the surface of the lake, toes on the surface of the water, a few smart and smooth landing on the stone platform.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Guangyou couldn't help but show off Zhang Mu:

"Dad, did you see it? The footwork used by my granddaughter is the martial arts I taught her, haha."

Zhang Mu: "Oh."

Zhang Guangyou: "..."

You don't give a surprised expression?

There is no time to have more ideas, Meng Meng has arrived on the stone platform.

"Go up!"

"The water is flowing!"

“How many points will Meng Meng have?” Nina’s eyes are also full of curiosity.

For Meng Meng, she does not have some sense of the value of force, like a friend, does not care about the strength, status of the kind, in the words of Meng Meng, that is called a good sister.

Nina also realized this feeling, although the contact time is not long, but now, she really hopes that the score will be higher.

"Wow! The speed of this water is very exaggerated!"

The flow of water is not limited, and it converges continuously into a water column, or climbs the building on the score sheet.

"very."

"Two."

"thirty marks."

"The speed is stable, and it is very cute!" Mu Xue said with a smile: "Four."

"Fifty-five!" Jiang Yanlan smiled.

"Sixty!"

"Seventy!"

"Hey." Zhang Guangyou took a clap: "My granddaughter can, maybe it is better than her, a hundred percent!"

"Eight decent!" Zhang Mu and other people's face also changed.

"Ninety!"

Yue Wuwei’s look is full of excitement and tension, and the fists are pinched: “I don’t know if I can make a hundred percent! The last hope, Meng Meng, you have to cheer!”

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Mu Xue and others suddenly screamed and screamed with surprise: "One hundred percent!"

"It's here!"

"One hundred percent!"

"God, Meng Meng a hundred!"

"Wow, the inheritance is got!"

"My granddaughter is a hundred percent!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Yue Wuwei suddenly burst into laughter.

Too comfortable, the Lord of the Sky, finally someone got it!

“Meng Meng, Meng Meng is the master of the sky?” Zi Yan smiled and looked at Zhang Han.

"Well, our daughter is unbeatable." Zhang Han's look is quite proud.

It’s like the expression that Meng Meng always leaks.

She is proud of having such a good father.

Zhang Han is proud of having such a good daughter.

"Dad, Mom, how many points do I have?"

Meng Meng stood on the stone platform and turned around. Some nervous asked.

If the score is too low, it is a bit embarrassing.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han finally leaked a smile:

"My daughter is the best, a hundred percent!"

"Amount?" Meng Meng eyes bright: "I am a hundred? Giggle..."

Just laughed, she also knows that this can reach a hundred percent and will get a great gift.

"Grandpa Grandpa, what gift?" Meng Meng looked at Yue Wuwei.

"The gift is coming."

Yue Wuwei blinked, looking at the bottom of the stone, there was a door, he laughed:

"The gift is in the door, let's go, let's go in."

"Oh, okay."

So troublesome?

Meng Meng slightly nodded and waved to Zhang Han and Zi Yan: "Mother and Dad, let's pick a gift together."

"This." Yue Wuwei looked for a meal: "You can only go in, I am assisting."

"Amount?" Meng Meng stunned, and resisted, and said: "I don't want to go by myself, I am with my parents."

"Going in the selection of gifts soon came out." Yue Wuwei smiled.

"Oh, then I don't want it."

Meng Meng snorted and turned around.

Yue Wuwei will let her leave.

Helpless nod: "When you do, you can do it together, but you can't go in."

"Go."

Zhang Han smiled slightly, took the purple hand and jumped on the stone platform.

At this time, his mind sounded the voice of Yue Wuwei:

"If you go in, you are better alone. In the stone tablet, there should be a trace of spirituality left by the master. The strength of the master is so strong that you can think of the fairy world. The purple dragonfly is very special. If you are in the world, you can escape the energy. Shock, maybe there will be some changes, I suspect that Zixiao is not a person in this world, do you understand what I mean? Your life is very happy now, you don’t need any accidents, if the purple sables follow, for example, the impact Amnesia, the awakening of shocks, the memories of the past, etc., I am not scaring you, no matter which one, is not what you want to happen?"

Zhang Han's hole is solidified, and the response is:

"What are you talking about? Purple, is she really from the upper bound?"

"Not necessarily, I think she is the most real at this time." Yue Wuwei said: "I am really expressing, in case there is any accident, it is not worth the loss, Meng Meng is now the master of the sky, and I can tell you some words. The strength of the lord is much stronger than the so-called cultivating the celestial world. The sable is certainly not the person who cultivates the celestial world. If you insist on taking her in, I don’t care."

At the end of the day, Yue Wuwei handed over the right to Zhang Han’s hand.

He also doubts the origins of Zi Yan, but he can't see it. Now Meng Meng is the master of the sky, he feels perfect, and does not want to change.

“Thank you for reminding Yue Lao.”

Zhang Hanzheng nodded his head and looked at the purple sable. He gently smashed her messy hair and said:

"Wife, you are waiting for me and Meng Meng."

"okay."

The purple scorpion was a glimpse first, then nodded skillfully.

This small bird relies on the posture of the people, so that a group of people such as Li Mu and the rear are different.

Moon King, she is too, too small bird depends on people.

The heart can't stand it!