Chapter: 1771
Zhang Han's yacht was the first to ride the wind and waves, and there were many yachts driving side by side far behind.
It looked like he was about to be gang-beaten.
After more than an hour, everyone returned to the port and boarded the convoy.
When I returned to Zijia Manor, it was already five o'clock.
"Boss, where do you put these things?"
After returning to the house, Instructor Liu hurriedly asked.
"You keep it first." Zhang Han said casually.
"Oh, I have the sacred object, I have it in the world, but I'm a little worried, what if I lose it." Instructor Liu said with a grin.
This is a sacred object. If there is any mistake in keeping it by himself, he will feel so sorry for it.
"Put it in my Shanhe Banner."
Wang Zhanpeng smiled.
Spreading the palm of the hand, the Shanhe Banner appeared in the hand, and with a flash of light, many treasures of heaven and earth on the ground were sucked into it.
The Shanhe Banner has been refined by Wang Zhanpeng, and it can be turned into a small tattoo attached to the skin. It also has the function of storing things, and it is also a good holy weapon.
"Then I'm relieved." Instructor Liu glanced at the empty body, patted his buttocks and went to sleep.
Zhang Han and Zi Yan returned to the bedroom softly and slowly, and when they opened the door, they heard a snoring sound.
I saw Zi Qiang and Xu Xinyu lying on the quilt, covered with a blanket, Zi Qiang was on the right side, and Xu Xinyu was in the middle.
At this time Zi Qiang was snoring, but Xu Xinyu opened his eyes when he opened the door,
"You are back."
Xu Xinyu sat up and touched Zi Qiang a few times.
"Ah? I'm back!" Zi Qiang got up in a daze: "What time is it? I won't be back until five o'clock. You guys should sleep for a while."
After saying hello, Zi Qiang and Xu Xinyu went back to their bedroom.
Zhang Han and Zi Yan changed their clothes and lay on the bed.
Zi Yan is still a little energetic, lying in Zhang Han's arms, blinking her big eyes, feeling like a dream at night.
It's a fantastic feeling.
"Go to sleep."
Zhang Han smiled lightly, kissed Zi Yan's forehead, and patted Zi Yan's soft shoulders with his palm a few times.
Soon, Zi Yan fell asleep slowly.
Zhang Han didn't plan to go to sleep, he was pondering how much Xuankong Gold would be used to refine the pendant of the necklace.
From the aesthetic point of view, you can't use it all, it's too big, it doesn't look good, and you can't make it too small, it's almost as long as your thumb, mainly because there are more shapes to choose from.
Just like that, Zhang Han was lying on the bed thinking, when he had just decided on his shape.