Chapter: 7

The Ford Mustang rushed forward quickly. When Dong Hu stepped on the brakes, he found that the brakes he had tampered with really didn't work well.

Seeing the steep slope getting closer, Dong Hu's face turned pale and his pupils shrank.

"Bang bang bang..."

A violent car rollover resounded throughout the Langxing Mountain, causing the faces of the walking people to change and they looked sideways.

There was a sneer on the corner of Zhang Han's mouth, he started the Ferrari, and drove slowly towards the outside of Langxing Mountain.

His current residence is a dilapidated apartment rented outside the Fifth Ring Road of Shanghai. Along the way, Zhang Han pondered.

"Right now, I don't have a trace of true energy, and I can't use any exercises. I'm just an ordinary mortal."

"The storage ring has also disappeared!" Zhang Han's face was a little bit pained: "I have collected treasures for five hundred years, and they are all gone!"

"Damn Jiuxiao Shenlei, you reborn me, why don't you give me some treasures?"

"..."

Zhang Han muttered for a while, and didn't think about it anymore. Zhang Han's character is open-minded and optimistic, and he won't be desperately entangled in one thing. He will linger on in Shangjing for five years and refuse to leave.

"Do I have any other treasures?"

Zhang Han thought about it, his treasures were countless, and there were so many that he couldn't remember clearly.

Suddenly Zhang Han's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his head and touched his right ear.

After a long click, a centimeter-long thing that looked like a needle was finally pulled out of the ear.

The needle was crystal white, like fairy jade. Zhang Han looked at it for a while, and the excitement in his eyes became more intense.

"Jiuxiao Shenlei, you have left me a treasure after all! Add some seeds to the Thunder Yang Tree, this is exactly what I need to step into cultivation!"

The Thunder Yang tree is also a relatively rare treasure in the huge world of comprehension. It is powerful, it is a source of energy, and it can nourish spiritual herbs. At the same time, it will also grow Thunder Yang wood, which is what many medicines need , even if it is wasteful to directly absorb its energy, it will make people become innate!

"It's just that it can only be born once every hundred years. It seems that it is about to grow Thunder Yang Wood before I cross the catastrophe and reborn. It should be about five years away?"

Zhang Han shook his head: "Forget it, no matter how long it takes, I need to find a feng shui treasure land to plant the Leiyang tree, and absorb the energy it erupts for the first time. I can advance to the early stage of Qi training, and then I can use Wenbao nose. The seeds placed in the Thunder Sun Tree have a bright future!"

Thinking about it, Zhang Han couldn't help laughing heartily.

The laughter woke up the little princess who had slept for a while.

I saw her rubbing her eyes cutely, looking at Zhang Han in a daze, and said in a childish voice:

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

Zhang Han's laughter stopped, he turned his head to look at the little princess, and forgot about it for a moment.

"Little girl, I'm not your father. I'll be at my house soon. I'll find you something to eat." Zhang Han curled his lips and said.

When the little princess heard this, she looked aggrieved, timid, and wanted to speak but dared not. She didn't know why Daddy always said it wasn't Daddy.

Parked the brand new Ferrari downstairs in the old building, it seemed to have a feeling of being out of place, carried the little princess upstairs, entered the room, the furniture inside was not only worn out, but also messy, only the small quilt on the bed and the pink suitcase next to the bed New.

what's the situation?

Zhang Han frowned, sat on the sofa, put the little princess on the coffee table in front of him, and looked at it carefully.