MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad

"This, this, this ..."

The people who saw the picture were silent.

They are unbelievable. In this case, Hanyang Xianjun is still coming back.

But the picture dangled in their minds.

There was only that screaming and exhausting.

Xianyang Xianjun, was defeated.

They all know that this is a huge blow.

regret?

Some people regret it, but more races immediately propose:

"Prince Warren is dead, sir, sirs, please take us away."

But they did not expect that the team was also stuck in sluggishness.

"His Highness is dead."

"Back to the empire, report the news."

"Change the channel mode and maintain one way."

Huh!

Some of these spaceships left and left.

People of all races kept flying into the air and tried to pass through the channel, but they couldn't get close at all.

Try for days.

They are disappointed.

"It's over, it's over."

"Go back. Without the ancestors of Heaven and Prince Warren, the Emperor Hanyang will dominate the world."

"Yes, it's over."

People of all races have left.

And ancient martial arts.

The whole world is beautiful, delicate, everything is recovering, and many seriously injured people recover.

But it still fell a lot.

Zhang Han sat alone on the stone platform.

"Woohoo,"

Xiao Hei approached slowly and lay beside Zhang Han, his eyes filled with tears, and his voice was low and poor.

Dahei was the orangutan that Zhang Han encountered for the first time. He sat behind Zhang Han and looked at the sea in front of him, and fell into a daze.

The little cursed ship slowly moved in the rear, and it became a nascent state, but the muffled sound inside the ship sounded sad.

"Xiaoyan."

Zhang Guangyou, Rong Jiali, Yue Wuwei, Chen Changqing, everyone, stood still.

"Why is this the result?" Rong Jiali burst into tears.

"Mister-in-law." Mu Xue covered her mouth, silently crying.

Kong Linger stared blankly.

That figure, and the scene just now, the depth of his love for Ziyan, has been in his bones.

Think about how ridiculous she was after pursuing Zhang Han.

After leaving, Ziyan died and left, and no one could heal the pain in his heart.

"Daughter, daughter."

Xu Xinyu couldn't do it all, and sat on the ground.

Ziqiang, Zilong ...

At this moment, these people in the ancient martial arts world are very uncomfortable.

Five hours have passed.

"what!"

Suddenly, Mengmeng was like waking up in her sleep, shouting: "Don't!"

She opened her eyes and immediately looked around, how eager, it was a dream.

But reality, shattered her longing.

"Wow......"

Mengmeng cried and ran to Zhang Han, even when the shoes were thrown off. She didn't notice anything. She flew into Zhang Han's arms and shouted, "Fake, it's fake. Dad, tell me, it's fake!"

Zhang Han's eyes were dull and his eyes were dull.

His eyes were red, and he looked at the crying Mengmeng, raised his shaking hand, and stroked her hair. There was a trembling in the hoarse voice:

"Sleep, daughter, sleep, this is ... a dream."

The soft energy made Mengmeng slowly close her eyes. She lay on Zhang Han's leg and fell asleep.

"Woohoo."

Little Black's tail didn't waver, and it made a poor sound again, like comfort, like sorrow.

"Son, son,"

Rong Jiali cried and ran over.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Zhang Guangyou hugged her and let her cry in her arms, he murmured, "Let him be quiet, let him be quiet."

Everyone knows that at this moment, no one can help Zhang Han.

Two tears fell along Lingxi Xianjun's face.

She gently touched with her fingers, and when she saw tears, she trembled and whispered: beautiful love.

Shen Yuxian Jun was not far away and sighed deeply: "The hero's sadness."

The scene was silent.

One day, two days, three days ... Soon, a month passed.

Zhang Mu, Dong Chen, Yue Wuwei and others looked at each other.

"Zhang Han can't go on like this."

Yue Wuwei worried, "This is going to be a problem."

"Hey!"

Zhang Mu sighed heavily.

Just as Yue Wuwei and the others walked forward, they were the core staff of Xinyue Mountain.

Can be approaching soon.

Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

Huh!

The power of huge space will cover them.

Everybody appeared on Xinyue Mountain.

"This......"

Yue Wuwei sighed: "Only he can bear it."

A half-million army is also near Crescent Mountain.

All who live in Crescent Hill, including unsuspecting children.

All felt the oppressive atmosphere.

Without laughter, the whole Crescent Mountain is silent.

Spring is coming and autumn is coming.

Winter in ancient martial arts.

Snowflakes are flying around the world.

Zhang Han's body was covered with snow, but Mengmeng did not touch the snow, like a sleeping princess.

Big Black and Little Black were motionless.

The little cursed ship wandered back and forth near the coast.

What is it looking for?

One, two, three years!

The cursed ship made a faint sound.

Zhang Han's brow moved slightly.

His eyes are no longer savvy, muddy, dull, apathetic, like the eyes of a blind person.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the cuteness in his arms.

Huh!

Zhang Han, Meng Meng, including Dahei and Xiaohei, returned to Xinyue Mountain.

Including the cursed ship, it also appeared on the sea near Crescent Moon, but it quickly sank into the sea.

"Sleep, sleep."

Zhang Han placed Mengmeng on the bed in her bedroom, her eyes were finally gentle.

He turned away, returned to his bedroom, and stood idly for a few minutes.

She is gone here.

He closed the door.

brush!

He ignored any rules and appeared directly on the endless sea.

His knees, kneeling slowly:

"Master, you have great powers, I beg you, resurrect my wife."

The old man once said that if Zhang Han kneels down to worship, he will promise Zhang Han one thing.

And now.

"Hey,"

The Master Mind Mission appeared, in front of Zhang Han: "No one can help, but ... there is a chance, you can fight for it, the probability of success is not high."

This light group is extremely solid and is for the boss.

"Why, what chance?" Zhang Han looked up.

"Remember the colorful beams that fluttered for three seconds?" The master thought: "The Moon Spirit is a special race and will not fall easily, but Ziyan has not become a true Moon Spirit, so ... "

Zhang Han's heart gradually fell to the bottom.

"Except for me, all thoughts dissipated and saved that colorful beam of light, which contained the special energy of the Ziyue Yueling people, divided into seven, and was attached to the bodies of seven women in the last session. If you can find Seven of them, taking a drop of blood from each of them, condensing in this moon spirit bead, this is the only glimmer of hope remaining. "

A glowing orb floated from the light of the master.

Zhang Han took it with his right hand, looked at Baozhu, and pressed it firmly into his heart, clinging to his atrium.

"Thank you, Master." Zhang Han mumbled.

"Don't call me Master, it's just a joke." The master said, "There is something in the light gate that belongs to you. Take it and go to the upper world. The world rules here, I will control. One day here, one year in the upper world, Come back as soon as possible, don't let ... your daughter, wait too long. "

Wow.

Light and shadow dissipate slowly.

And Zhang Han was silent, he was taciturn, and stared at the light gate that appeared in front of him.

He lost interest in everything.

Enter the light gate world alone.

Bone demon, everywhere.

He ignores everything.

Fly inward.

Cross the world

Another light gate, came to the bone demon master continent.

This is a dark world.

The demon bones that reached the cross-border realm were everywhere.

At the deepest place, there is a mountain.

On the top of the mountain, bones are everywhere, but there is a throne.

Zhang Han came to an end and sat down.

Rumble!

Countless dead bones turned into a ray of light energy, gathered on Zhang Han's body, his helmet covered his head, like a skull, and his eyes bloomed with blood.

The black armor on his body can see many skulls looming.

The streamer turned into a cloak.

Thousands of bones are roaring.

"Bone spirit."

Zhang Han felt a flood of information coming to his mind.

The Bone Spirit Legion, a horror creature from the Upper Realm, lives in a smoked land.

Unlimited integration promotion.

Strength is distinguished by color. The realm of bone spirit is most basically silver bone spirit, which is the master of the domain, blue bone spirit is the master of the kingdom, gold is the king, red is heaven, purple is the emperor, and black is the emperor.

The whole world is white bone spirits, up and down the robbery.

"Seven Star Sword, turned out to be a bone sword."

Zhang Han took out the Seven-Star Sword, hundreds of millions of bone spirits, and kept converging, and it became a long sword like a whole body.

The world of Bone Demon is huge, and countless Bone Demon are constantly converging and converging.

Finally, standing in front of Zhang Han became two silver bone spirits, the master of the domain.

With the thought of Zhang Han, the bone spirit submerged into the darkness hidden by the cloak.

"Slayer can assimilate the spirit?"

"I like."

The evil smile shakes the world.

Zhang Han's figure disappeared.

Back to Crescent Mountain.

His armor was gone, he looked at Mengmen gently, and slowly wrote a letter beside him.

With that, his figure dissipated.

boom!

The broken void appeared in the Yinlong Xinghe, just one step across the entire Xinghe, the speed was exaggerated, and headed straight for Xinghai!

When the demon wakes up, everything will be destroyed.

"Ahhhh ..."

"My dad, my dad is gone."

Shortly after Zhang Han left, Mengmeng's cry cried all over Xinyue Mountain.

Zhang Guangyou and others immediately came to the castle.

Many people cried when they saw the cuteness of the hurt.

"He's going to the upper bound. I'm going to find him."

Mengmeng was crying to go, Yue Wuwei and others also supported, but they suddenly realized that the ancient road of the whole world was closed.

Even Mengmeng couldn't control.

Meng Meng is very broken.

at the same time!

A planet on the edge of the sea of ​​stars.

Signals for the entire world suddenly disconnected.

Two silver dead bones came into the world, Zhang Han wore armor, and the cloak shook slightly.

In just ten minutes, two silver dead bones slaughtered the entire world.

Thirty billion people have turned into dead bones, and the entire world has become a dark swamp.

Thirty billion dead bones continue to devour evolution, eventually becoming a white bone spirit that crosses over 10,000 calamities.

Zhang Han stepped out and came to another planet.

The population of 150 billion people, including the major gates, more than 300 monks, and tens of thousands of ensembles, Dacheng.

In just five minutes, he was slaughtered and assimilated by the advent of Bone Spirits.

150 billion bone spirits, turned into 20,000 cross-bone dead bones.

The third planet, the fourth planet ... the hundredth planet.

Zhang Han has one million crossing bones.

He only needs to cross the bones, as long as the quantity.

In the outer ring zone of the first mountain boundary, the Bone Spirit Legion swept relentlessly.

In this regard, Master Xinghai knew nothing.

Bone Spirit Corps, every time they dispatched, blocked the planet, no news came out.

The more bone spirits, the faster the assimilation.

Soon, Zhang Han was sitting on a trillion bone spirit.

Soon, the Bone Spirit Corps separated.

Batches retreat.

They surround the entire Xinghai.

Constant assimilation, engulfing, compressing inward, a few days later, the star was outside the ring, without any living things.

The size of the Bone Spirit Legion is as high as 100 billion.