Chapter: 6712

"Huh?" Yue Xiaonao was taken aback: "The thunder and lightning were made by you, Uncle Zhang?"

"yes."

"Then dad, you are this." Mengmeng gave a thumbs up: "The whole planet is thundering and raining."

"Yeah." Zhang Han said with a smile: "I accidentally broke Luoyu Lake, affecting the entire planet. It is estimated that it will last for a long time, and the environment may become worse and worse. The aura is exhausted, and the vegetation is withered. It is possible, so, Brother Luo, you should choose a planet, and I will have someone build it in advance, and you will move there temporarily, this time it will really cause you trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble, if time is short, there is no need to move at all." Luo Shanwu said.

Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

Wanting to speak to Luoshanwu through sound transmission, he subconsciously used his spiritual consciousness, but there was nothing. Instead, there was a tearing pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, which made Zhang Han pause.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Zhang Han waved to Mengmeng: "Daughter, come here."

"OK."

Mengmeng hurried over.

"Hehehe."

Zhang Han laughed, and touched Mengmeng's face with his deep hands: "Recently, don't be too naughty, practice more, maybe when Dad will take you to a more fun place, but your strength must be guaranteed."

"Go to a more fun place?" Mengmeng's eyes lit up: "Okay, I will work hard to practice."

"Well, everyone eat slowly, let's go to rest first." Zhang Han held Zi Yan's hand.

Zi Yan got up and left with him, returning to the room.

"Husband, is there something wrong with you?" Zi Yan looked into Zhang Han's eyes and asked.

She felt it, but didn't know exactly what.

"Lie in bed and talk."

Zhang Han chuckled and quickly took off his coat.

Zi Yan also took off her clothes, changed into pajamas, opened the quilt, and got in.

At this time, Zhang Han stretched out his hand and held her in his arms.

"It's a good thing."

Zhang Han closed his eyes, and his voice was very soft and slow: "I am transforming to a stronger road. This requires a process. I am not ready yet, but there is not enough time..."

Zi Yan listened, still waiting for the next sentence.

But after more than ten seconds, there was still no movement.

Um?

Zi Yan froze for a moment, raised her head slightly, only to find that Zhang Han had fallen asleep.

"Husband, husband?"

Zi Yan called out softly.