Chapter: 1481

Some ferocious beasts are born with the strength of Nascent Soul, with innate supernatural powers, and with the power of attributes. Who can I ask for reason?

Some people were born mediocre, but in just 30 to 50 years, they have reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and they will step on the road of immortality within a hundred years, who can they ask for reason?

Real evildoers emerge in endlessly, and the heavens and myriad worlds are born without fairness.

All the way without words.

Not without words, Wang Ming burst out a startling sentence from time to time:

"Your late master? Oh my god!"

"How did you practice? That's awesome!"

"It's incredible."

"..."

This made Zhang Han a little bit dumbfounded. If he had known earlier, he would have been able to keep his ears clean.

At about one o'clock, the two returned to the Wang's house.

"Oh, Papa, Papa, why did you come back! Mengmeng is waiting anxiously."

Seeing Zhang Han enter the room, Mengmeng jumped up and down on the sofa, stretching out her small arms.

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

"Any news?" Zi Yan asked expectantly.

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 Zi Yan didn't say the specific plot, but chatted with the writer's parents.

Under the eyes of several people, Zhang Han shook his head slightly and said: "He is not here, we have to wait for a few days."

"Oh, let's just wait a few days." Zi Yan said with a slight smile.

"We're back, let's go eat first. After dinner, Auntie will take you out to play." Rong Jiaxin laughed.

"Let's go." Wang Ming nodded.

A group of people went out, and Wang Ya went to the guest room to inform Zhao Feng and others, and they went to the restaurant at the back together.

"Hey, Xiaoya, you lead the way, Jiaxin, Jiaxin." Wang Ming followed behind, gave Rong Jiaxin a look, and gestured with his palm: Come here!

Rong Jiaxin was stunned for a moment, slowed down, and moved to Wang Ming's side.

Before Wang Ming could speak, Rong Jiaxin said excitedly: "Ming, my nephew is also a martial artist. I really didn't expect it. It's really happy that a tiger father has no dogs."

"Uh... that's right, it's the tiger father who has no dog son, so do you know his level?" Wang Ming asked a bit puzzled.

When he heard the news, he was shocked and incoherent. If Jiaxin knew the details, she probably wouldn't be so calm.

"I'll ask in the evening." Rong Jiaxin said with a smile.

"You don't need to ask, I've already asked, he, he almost crushed the Qingfeng sect, he is a super strong man in the late stage of the master, the late stage of the master! I was scared to death when I found out, and almost got hit by someone else's car .” Wang Ming said in a slightly surprised tone.

Rumble!

Rong Jiaxin only had those few words in his mind: "Late Grandmaster, he is a late Grandmaster..."