Bentley Tim beside him, the middle -aged man Tang Xiong's look was stagnant, apparently, he couldn't think of eating such a closed door. []

"Sir? What should we do now?" The young man looked at Tang Xiong.

Tang Xiong was strong, wearing a straight suit, the first button of the white shirt was opened, and there were some scum on his face, with a little vicissitudes.

"Actually don't even give the old man's face? I am afraid there are some means!" Tang Xiong said to himself, then said, "Let's go, let the old man fix it by himself!"

The pearl lakes of the Pearl Lake are thousands of hectares, and the wind and Jingming.

In Qifeng Mountain Villa, an old man in a Tang suit is fishing.

On the shore of the old man dozens of meters behind the old man, more than a dozen men wearing black suites and sunglasses stood up straight.

"Father, we didn't see Han Ze!" Tang Xiong stood beside Tang Qingshan, leaned down, whispered.

Tang Qingshan's two puppets were white, and one short hair was erected, like a steel needle.

On the left side of Tang Qingshan, there is a small barrel, which is empty inside, there is only a handful of water.

On the right side of Tang Qingshan, there is a white porcelain porcelain, which has a bait.

Alas!

Tang Qingshan lifted the fish hook in his hand and slowly recovered the fish line.

The bait on the fish hook has long been bitten by the fish, but the fish has never hooked.

"This fish is also alert, biting the bait, but he refuses to hook it!" Tang Qingshan said to himself, "But the old man wants to eat fish, no matter whether it wants to be willing, you have to go ashore!"

Oh!

The next moment, Tang Qingshan's arms were glowing, the divine power flowed, and a palm facing the lake.

With a bang, the lake was shocked, and the waves rolled around, and a large water column rushed to the sky.

In the water column, there are three black fish of more than two feet long, which is specially stored in the small lake.

Wow!

Tang Qingshan made a big move, and the three black fish fell into the small barrel.

"Wait for me to eat!" Tang Qingshan said.

When Tang Qingshan's voice fell, people had already reached hundreds of meters.

Nympho

In Caiyun District, in the villa of Su Jia, Han Ze faced the Pearl Lake and sat on the grass.

"Sir, then you just let the Tang family leave, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to you." Fubo said, frowning slightly: "After all, this Hongmen Tang family, which is completely different from the Tang family in Beijing."

Faber's face is worried.

Two Tang family, originally the same roots, the two family owners are also brothers of a fellow category.

However, Tang Yi and Tang Li failed to fight for the position of the family. They took many people from the Tang family to run away and joined Hongmen. This was the Hongmen Tang family.

Today, decades have passed, and the Hongmen Tang family has become a climate, and compared with Tang Li, Tang Yi is more spicy.

"The Hongmen Tang family should be more terrible?" Han Ze had heard about it in the tone of Fubo.

"I'm not sure." Fubo said: "But it is said that the Hongmen Tang family has gained some good things overseas over the years. Many of them have entered the realm of God. Tang Yi, who left the Tang family,

There are rumors that they have entered the realm of God. "

When Fu Bo said this, his voice was slightly faint.

Refining God, in the era when the heaven and earth are thin and the cultivation resources are exhausted, it is a god -like existence.

The small -caliber thermal weapons cannot kill, and the heavy hot weapons cannot be hit. There is no way for modern technology to do it at all.

"Refine the god?" Han Ze touched his chin, and raised a radian corner of his mouth: "If this Tang Yi doesn't come, it is okay to give me a satisfactory explanation, then I don't mind letting him have been for many years for many years.

Xiu Wei turned into a bubble! "

Han Ze's voice was cold, and his eyes were shining.

Now that Han Ze wants to enter the realm of God, it is just a matter of mind, but Han Ze doesn't want to enter the realm of God.

Han Ze can foresee that he has entered Baiyun Mountain.

At that time, how can he not give some surprises not to the hidden palace?

"Sir, are you also the strong man?" Fubo looked at Han Ze in surprise.

Han Ze's cultivation, Fu Bo will never see it.

"That's not!" Han Ze laughed: "It's almost the same!"

Today, Han Ze has not entered the Refinery, but his body and consciousness have long been standing in the realm of God.

Fubo heard that the pupils in both eyes were slightly shrinking.

When Fubo saw Han Ze for the first time, Han Ze couldn't refine the realm. Now it is only half a year. Han Ze's cultivation has reached such a terrible level.

The realm of refining God, let alone today, even from ancient times to the present, countless predecessors can achieve it.

Many people are always trapped in the realm of gas refining, and even the power cannot be transformed.

"Fubo, should you be about to enter the realm of gas, right?" Han Ze asked.

Since Han Ze passed down the law, Fu Bo has been fixing diligently.

Today, Fubo is full of red light, dark roots, thick and bloody, not like an old man at all.

"Um." Fubo nodded, and there was an irritable excitement on his face: "Thanks to the tricks taught by Mr., otherwise I am afraid I can't enter the realm of qi in my life!"

Han Ze shook his head, looked at the sky, and said, "What is the gas calculation, the strong can be so much, you should not make your eyes so short!"

The sky, the white clouds fluttering, reflect the blue and clear sky.

Han Ze's eyes were shining, and his eyes seemed to be able to cross the endless void and entered the universe.

Suddenly, a smile hung on the corner of Han Ze's mouth: "Since it's here, don't hide it."

Fu Bo was stunned and looked around, but found nothing.

"He is not a bad guy, come out!" Han Ze said again.

Although Fubo didn't know who came, he didn't speak at this time.

In the villa, it is very silent, only the wind sounds.

For a long time, under the shrub of the fence, walking out of a little red fox.

The little fox is only two feet high, and her hair is brilliant, like agate.

But this little fox was wearing a blue cloth. At this time, the two hind legs were on the ground, and a fluffy big head was revealed from the rear. A pair of gem -like big eyes were looking at Fubo.

After seeing this little fox with a flushing like a flame, Fu Bo's look was stagnant.

Fox Fubo has seen a lot, but foxes who walk on the ground like this, and wearing clothes, are the first time he has seen it.

Fubo showed a kind smile to Chin.

call out!

The next moment, the Chin core turned into a red lightning and ran to Han Ze's body.

In a pair of big eyes, the light of wisdom flashed. Han Ze can see that the spiritual wisdom of Chibin is much higher than others.

Han Ze rubbed the head of the red core, and then said: "Hidden behind the bushes, you come out too!"

What surprised Han Ze was that this time it was not only the red core, but even the gray fox came.

Sure enough, behind the bushes, a gray head was revealed again.

After seeing Fubo, the gray fox was vigilant, but he did not rush directly like the red core. Instead, he walked towards Han Ze step by step.

When I came to Han Ze's body, the gray fox stretched out two front paws and worshiped Han Ze: "Adult!"

"Fox ... Can you really talk?" Fubo looked at the gray fox in an amazing face.

In Huaxia, there are many stories about foxes, and some places are called fox fairy.

"Adults, my brother came to see the adult today, in fact, there is something to ask for the adult to help." China said so.

The gray fox has few words. In contrast, the red core is like a child. He thinks that anyone is a good person who speaks well, and he will not be timid at all.

"What's the matter?" Han Ze looked at the gray fox.

The gray fox lowered his head and said nothing, the red core was about to speak, Han Ze raised one hand to interrupt it.

For a long time, the gray fox spit out a few words: "Little man, want to ask adults to point to the villain's martial arts!"

Han Ze once learned from the old fox that this gray fox is a martial arts and a cultivation madness. He wants to be strong and wants to protect the people from being infringed.

"I'm afraid I won't work today!" Han Ze shook his head.

"Why?" Chibin was puzzled.

The gray fox also raised his head, and looked at Han Ze slightly.

"I can't do it, but some people can!" Han Ze smiled: "Fubo, please pick up the guests, now you should be at the door."
To be continued...