Han Wenxuan can definitely help Su Shi get out of this disaster.

He had such thoughts, he was gambling.

At the same time, Ye Jicheng, who heard the news, had a smile on his face.

"Great! This Wang Zhan is really good. Big stars really have appeal.

He said to the secretary: "I want you to have a serial public account to publicize, it must be popular!"

The secretary understood.

"Okay, young master. I'll make it clear to you. ”

What is called embarrassment, this is called embarrassment.

"Even if we have all the money on our books

Han Wenxuan lived a leisurely life in the Qinglong wall-breaking picture, it was really cold and summer, and he was a happy fairy.

Xiuzhen is really addictive.

After he transforms into a flying crane, he can summon Xingyun with a wave of his hand.

Stepping on the clouds, floating between the green mountains and green waters, it is not at ease.

The difficulty in cultivating the truth lies in its profundity and difficulty in understanding.

The most important of these is foundation-building.

This is what Han Wenxuan has been unable to achieve.

It is necessary to do a small week, with both water and fire, the heart and kidney intersect, and the two veins of Ren Du to open up, so as to have the effect of building a foundation.

It usually takes 100 days to get through.

Without anyone bothering, it is okay to do it for a hundred days without eating or drinking, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

Han Wenxuan only took a sip of spring water here.

He felt a roar behind his head, the true qi finally broke the limit of the jade pillow, the true qi did not stagnate, continued to cross the magpie bridge, and returned to the dantian downward, and finally the heart and kidney intersected, both water and fire, and the true qi of the two veins of Ren Du continued to circulate, so that the spirit and qi were combined, and the shape was smooth.

As the saying goes, "Yin and Yang are repeated, a thunder is generalized, the white clouds are on the top, the nectar is sprinkled on Sumeru, and the self-drinking longevity wine is free. ”

The foundation is built in seconds.

The foundation has been built, and the golden pill has been stabilized. The spiritual liquid is as powerful as the casting liquid, making him rush in five parts. This very refreshing feeling made him feel like he was soaring, like a hot air balloon, becoming bulging.

He's all about changing.

With people as the leader, the essence is blended, and the huge white mist overflows from Han Wenxuan's side.

The source of the cave and the insight, the ten thousand ways are born by the pass.

Only when Jindan is formed, can the avenue be passed.

Han Wenxuan's internal organs and Yuan Shen were quickly restored.

The golden pill period that has been dusty for thousands of years has changed.

The Taiyi sword is shining.

Just as it shone, Han Wenxuan's whole body glowed with golden light.

The sword light is in harmony with the golden pill. It was an extremely bright light, which could illuminate Qinglong Mountain extremely brightly.

The sun, moon and stars under heaven have lost their brilliant color.

The road to Tiandu is already there.

In the Illusory Realm, the Celestial Street Road was formed.

Han Wenxuan's eyes were as bright as stars.

He finally found his way to heaven.

It turned out that he really could.

"Qinglong is coming!"

A green dragon floats up the clouds, and he rides a dragon to play between heaven and earth.

This dragon, beautiful, huge dragon squid and dragon head seem to break out of the wall in the murals of the Forbidden City.

Han Wenxuan became a dragon rider.

Use the dragon as a mount. The dragon's claws swiped across the sky and flew among the clouds.

Beautiful, majestic!

He sings in the clouds, and his soul is incomparably free.

Old man Han Yang saw a ray of golden light emanating from his study, and shouted happily: "Han Shijia, finally become one." "The Han family is considered by many ancient families to be a fool's family. There is no family that does not seek wealth, does not seek fame, but only seeks some nonsense immortality. For thousands of years, there has been great controversy about whether there are immortals in the world.

The ancient Han family insisted on believing in the existence of immortals.

This unnatural worship has made many people scoff at them.

If it weren't for the existence of the mysterious power of the Han family, many people would not believe in the Han family.

"Great, old man!" the butler also shed tears of excitement. "Our family's Young Master Sun has finally succeeded!"

The people of the Kolas family heard

Han Wenxuan was called by the Han family again.

Master Kekolas said angrily: "Your young master's whereabouts, why don't you sue me as soon as possible!"

Mu Qianfan turned into a bitter gourd face.

Yue Hui, he didn't dare to provoke.

He forgot that the boss was also an existence that he couldn't mess with.

Mu Qianfan was being baked by Master Kekolas.

Is his young master cultivating the truth leisurely, what about himself?

Woooooooo

"Do you want to say it?" said Mr. Quealas's face was very hideous, reminiscent of the boss's stool and chili water.

He was afraid, but that Aunt Yue Hui was also an existence he couldn't afford to mess with.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

He's just a little sheep.

Mu Qianfan struggled for a long time.

Young master, this pot, you have set it.

"Master, the young master won't let me say it. ”

Master Colaas did not question the words of the little housekeeper of life at all.

"So where is he now. ”

"The Han family. Mu Qianfan said.

"What?" said the crystal cup in Master Kkolas's hand slammed into the ground. "The Han family, it's so hateful! They still want to keep my son with them!"

The Cockulas family and the Han family have never been able to pee in a pot.

This rich family grievance is not something that a small shrimp like him can participate in.

As the so-called gods fight, the little ghosts suffer.

Mu Qianfan was silent.

The Kleculas family and the Han family, one in the west and the other in the east, were originally two families that could not collide at all, but they were distorted and linked together by the unexpected love of Lord and Mrs. Quecoras.

Mrs. Han was a great beauty when she was young, and she studied at an Ivy League school.

She met the suave Lord Quecolas in the United States.

At that time, Quecolas didn't have so many bad tempers in his old age, and as a rich second generation, he certainly had enough confidence to pursue such a beautiful Dongsu girl. Originally, Lang was affectionate, and the concubine was intentional, and the love that came naturally could be done in one go.

But when he followed Mrs. Han to Han Shi's house, Old Man Han Yang kicked him out.

When he was young, no one dared to do this to him.

And this father-in-law, without saying a word, kicked him out of the door, so that he could remember it for a lifetime.

If it weren't for Mrs. Han's determination to follow him, his love might have been a mandarin duck.

Old Man Han did not agree to this marriage, but Mrs. Han didn't care about it, and forcibly married into the Kecolas family.

If it weren't for Han Wenxuan's birth, then Shuangsu might never have made friends again.

Han Wenxuan was born, and the old man Han jumped out and asked the child to be surnamed Han and inherit the Han family's industry.

Of course, the Colas family was unwilling to give in, and Han Wenxuan was their only heir.

So such an heir is a few more years away.

This time, Mrs. Han favored her mother's family.

Han Wenxuan hugged the Han family at the age of four to learn the so-called arts.

What kind of martial arts, cultivation of truth, these are all nonsense things in the eyes of Master Kekolas.

He was not used to it, and he thought it was a superstitious family.

As a business elite, learning all the skills of management, social management, and learning from the upper class is the first priority.

So Han Wenxuan's life underwent a fission.

When he was in school, he received an elite education in the high society of the United States in the Kolas family.

During the summer and winter vacations, he had to go back to the Han family to receive a traditional warlock education.

The cold comes and the summer comes, and the spring is harvested and the winter is hidden.

Han Wenxuan learned the martial arts of Dongsu, the culture of Dongsu, and the elite management of Xisu.

He became a master of Chinese and Western integration, and his future is bright.

Just when Master Kecolas handed over the family baton to Han Wenxuan, Old Man Han also made trouble, making Han Wenxuan the head of the Han family.

The two Su families come and go, Han Wenxuan rebelled, and since then he has been addicted to the online literature world, and he is out of control.

Until Mrs. Han's death, Han Wenxuan's original goal changed.

He wants to be a god in the online literature industry.

Because of this, I almost Master Quekolas.

The fall of a business elite and the parallel of an online article that has been on the street for 800 years, the emergence of this situation made Master Kalas completely hate Mr. Han.

Lord Colas has been very shrewd in his life, but he is also very vindictive.

If it weren't for the expansion of the business territory, Master Kekolas would not be willing to come here for the rest of his life, and he would not want to have any intersection with the Han family.

The word father-in-law, he never even called these two words.

When Mrs. Han was alive, Master Quecollas was still being pressed.

As soon as Mrs. Han died, Master Kecolas turned against the Han family.

He definitely doesn't want his son to inherit some bullshit.

What thousand-year-old tradition, in his eyes, is dross and decay.

His son, only standing at the head of the world is truly his life.

Lord Colas has always considered his son to belong to the nobility and is a true prince.

However, for the sake of so-called freedom, the prince broke free from the shackles.

The son ran away and became the so-called son-in-law of the Su family, which is already very embarrassing.

If his son becomes the god stick of Han who pretends to be a ghost again, where will his face go?

How can the Kejia concept, the Kejia concept, and the elite philosophy that he has loved all his life be destroyed by ancient and rotten things.

Han Wenxuan's entry into the Han family had already poked the nerves of Master Kekolas.

He could no longer let it develop.

"Prepare a car for me, I want to see what the old guy wants my son to do!"

Mu Qianfan agreed.

He didn't know what the outcome of this dragon and tiger battle was.

It would be nice if Madame was here.

Let him be this fire extinguisher, he doesn't have that ability.

Master Kekolas was in a rage and wanted to come to the Han family to fight.

Old Man Han has known for a long time.

"Guard, when the young master is in retreat, no one can break in. ”

He arranged for his disciples.

When the two of them met, it was a caller, thunder and lightning, they didn't speak, and Mu Qianfan already felt a strong electric shock.

"What about my son, hand it over!" said Master Colas, who had no patience in his youth. What's more, Mrs. Han is dead, and he has no scruples.

"Your son, Kolas, that's my grandson. After all these years, you're still so rude. A father-in-law won't scream. The old man is still old and strong, a person who cultivates the truth, full of blood and energy, and does not look old.

Insert a sentence, it's really good, it's worth pretending, after all, there are many sources, all books, and fast updates!

On the contrary, Mr. Colaas is much older.

Things in the world of capital have kept him busy. In addition, his son did not go along with him, but he seemed to be a little older than Old Man Han.

"How dare you!" said Master Krkolas's voice. He was about to pull out the pistol in his hand.

Old Man Han kicked it away.

Old Man Kolas's hands were numb, and blood broke out of his mouth.

Old Man Kkolas was so angry that he wanted to pull Old Man Han's neck.

Old Man Han pushed against the water, and he flew up all of a sudden, and just fell into the car.

This fell so much that Master Kolas was haunted.

Seven or eight bodyguards surrounded Old Man Han.

The disciples of the Han Sect were about to rush forward.

Old Man Han stopped: "You don't have to move. It's been a long time since I've done anything with anyone. I need to loosen my bones. ”

Before the words fell, seven or eight bodyguards were stacked on top of each other.

The old man just pushed back, and they played with stacking arhats.

"Rubbish!" cursed Mr. Cockalas, who was crawling on the roof of the car.

"Quecoras, didn't you say that Chinese kung fu is useless?" Old Man Han smiled: "You can bring me something useful for your country!" Old man Klecolas was angry like an enraged red bull.

Mu Qianfan was afraid that his master would suffer. He was busy blocking it.

Old Man Han almost fell to death with one move.

His own master is definitely not the opponent of Old Man Han.

"Master, don't be angry, think long-term. Think long way. ”

Master Kecolas was helped up by Mu Qianfan and sat in his car.