Chapter: 6711
A few people set off, this place is not far from the main hall.
It took ten minutes to reach the place.
"Dad, why did you come back? How many days has it been!"
In the room, Mengmeng ran to Zhang Han, pinched his waist with both hands, and said with a very dissatisfied expression.
But after she finished speaking, she wondered, "Dad, did you have a beauty treatment? Why did your face turn so white?"
"Really?" Zhang Han laughed loudly: "It is indeed beautiful, and I have eaten a lot of supplements."
Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han suspiciously, still in the same state as usual.
But Zi Yan felt something was wrong.
"You, you, you are almost as white as your mother." Mengmeng approached Zhang Han, looked up and down several times, and reached out to pinch Zhang Han's cheek: "It's too white, it should look like a little white face."
"Okay, then dad is basking in the sun these days, trying to get back to his original color." Zhang Han laughed.
It can be said that he is having a splitting headache at this time.
But at any rate, he has experienced strong winds and waves, and nothing can be seen from his face.
A little dizzy, but I am still persisting, at least I have to wait until I go to bed at night before resting.
"Is dinner ready? I'm a little hungry." Zhang Han turned his head and glanced at Zhao Feng.
"It's getting ready." Zhao Feng said with a smile.
Everyone has not seen what is going on.
But Yue Wuwei, Chu Qingyi, and Luoshan Wu always watched Zhang Han's state.
"That's great, or is it just pretending?"
Yue Wuwei was also a little uncertain, he thought to himself: "After taking two of my eighth-level pills, I should have recovered a lot."
"Woo woo woo..."
However, when it was time to eat dinner, the three black brothers came.
Xiao Hei suddenly ran in front of Zhang Han and kept sniffing. It suddenly lay down at Zhang Han's feet and yelled several times in a low voice.
"Let's go eat."
Zhang Han kicked Xiao Hei's leg lightly, but he didn't kick it away, so he let it go.
"Let's go back to school tomorrow."
Zhang Han raised his head and said: "There is a visiting group over there, I will take care of the alchemy branch."
"Master, is the matter here over?" Mu Xue asked.
"Well, it's over." Zhang Han nodded.
"It's so fast, we didn't see anything, so it's over." Chen Changqing sighed and laughed.
"Didn't you see this?" Zhang Han raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.