At this time, Han Ze was helping in the orphanage dining room to prepare breakfast for more than a dozen children. []

"What are you doing, don't quickly review it!" The old dean was wearing an apron, holding a spoon in his hand, and glared at Han Ze.

Han Ze's face piled up with a smile, and said: "That girl says something is wrong, go first!"

"What kind of girl and girl, people are famous and surnames, how do you look old -fashioned?" The dean said angrily, "People are gone, you can't see it yourself!"

Han Ze laughed: "Reading is boring!"

Subsequently, let's let the old dean stubborn, Han Ze was sticking to it like sugar, and he did not leave at all. The old dean had no choice but to treat Han Ze as air.

After having breakfast, Han Ze returned to his house and spit a rest.

The source metal in Han Ze's body, like a heart, beating a bit.

Above the star, the practitioner's method is said to be created by the source star, but from other planets.

In addition, the level of level there is actually the same as the Taoist level on the earth, almost the same.

At the beginning, Han Ze thought that the level was uploaded by the earth, but when he thought that the earth was still in national civilization, he dispelled this idea.

"Refining refined qi, refining qi, refining God's back, refining the virtuality ... Each realm is divided into two sections. I am now a second -level potential person, and the development degree of physical potential

In the middle of the gas ... "

Han Ze's chest was undulating, and his mind recalled all kinds of practitioners.

"But now the aura on the earth is turbid. I should only have the strength of the early stages of qi." Han Ze's brain rotated rapidly. After the aura in thinking such as thinking was consumed, how to fix it.

Because now the aura in the ring can only maintain Han Ze's cultivation for about three months.

The human body eats grains and absorbs the essence. It is essence!

Through a special method, these refinements are transformed into a gas, which is for refinement, but some scholars on the source stars analyzed that this is just a special use of energy for energy.

The refining gas is to condense that gas, and finally it can be controlled by yourself, affecting foreign objects, and creating a qualitative leap.

When it comes to the god of God, the practitioner can produce strange magical powers. In ancient legends, it was almost the same as the gods.

call!

For a long time, Han Ze opened his mouth, and a white airflow sprayed out of his mouth, hitting the ground of the white space, so that the entire white space shook slightly.

If such a airflow is beaten on people, it is enough to faint a professional boxer.

This is just one of the strange abilities that can be displayed in the realm of qi. Except for the spit out of the qi, there is no trace of the snow, and the leaves and wounding people are all right.

Unconsciously, when time passed, when Han Ze walked out of the door, it was already thin and west mountains, and the street lights were on.

At this time, the phone of the dean's room rang, and no one answered after half a minute.

Han Ze walked over and found that the old dean was not in the room.

"Hello, the Red Star Orphanage." Han Ze picked up the phone.

"Excuse me, is there a girl named Su Xinyao today?" On the other side of the phone, a low voice came, which was very powerful.

"Excuse me?" Han Ze frowned.

"Miss Su Xinyao is still in the orphanage?" The man went on to ask, and seemed to be anxious.

"She has gone ..."

"What, Xin Yao is not in the orphanage? Then she ... Dudu ..."

The other party hung up.

Han Ze realized that Su Xinyao had a problem, put down the phone, and found the old dean said: "Grandpa, I'll go out!"

After speaking, Han Ze ran out of the orphanage quickly.

Caiyun District, the most high -end residential area in the entire cloud city, scattered many single -family villas, trees and houses, and the setting sun is sprinkled on the Pearl Lake, sparkling.

In a large mansion covered by green trees and saffron, the atmosphere is a bit dull.

"What do you eat, even the lady can't see it!" A old man in Zhongshan drank, his voice was loud.

The old man was in front of him, standing with ten strong bodyguards. At this time, the old man did not dare to say a word.

"Fu Bo, forget it, they are not intentional." On the leather sofa in the hall, a middle -aged man in a suit leather was opened and his brows were locked.

Ding Ling Bell ...

At this moment, the phone in the living room rang, everyone was nervous, and then looked at the phone.

The middle -aged man stood up and picked up the phone.

"Su Yaowen?" On the other side of the phone, there was a gloomy voice.
Chapter completed!