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Huang Futian took a deep breath, and finally calmed his emotions and said: "What Haoran said is naturally right, young man, you had better take this thing to the auction, the price will be much better." After Huang Futian finished speaking, he handed over the ceramics in his hand to the stall owner who was already a little sluggish, and then got up and turned to look at Zhang Haoran......

"Boy, you're pretty good at hiding...... Huang Futian smiled, his eyes full of love.

Zhang Haoran's face was embarrassed, Zhang Haoran knew that Huang Futian was blaming him for not going to see him for so long. But Zhang Haoran didn't know how to talk about his previous experience, and he couldn't tell it. It can only be said that people are not saints and sages, but in the bottom of his heart, Huang Futian is Zhang Haoran's grandfather.

"Okay, what are you still doing standing? Let's go back to my house for dinner!" Huang Futian didn't really blame Zhang Haoran, but he hadn't seen Zhang Haoran for too long, but he was too excited at this time.

"Everything is under the orders of the old man......" Zhang Haoran smiled awkwardly, and then let Huang Futian pat him on the shoulder.

"It's strong! good!" Huangfu Tiandao looked Zhang Haoran up and down.

"I've been spreading wild outside, and I can't do it if I'm not strong......" Zhang Haoran smiled, and his expression was much more natural.

Huang Futian then looked at his two bodyguards, and finally said with a smile: "You two boys are not bad, you can actually bring this kid over to me, go, you can also come together, four people have a table of mahjong, and it is fragrant to eat." ”

The two Zhongnanhai bodyguards suddenly looked embarrassed, because this matter was a bit tortuous, and if they really said it, they didn't know what to say. However, at this time, Huang Futian was inviting him to dinner, and the two would not refuse.

"Thank you, old man......" The two Zhongnanhai bodyguards said, and then moved out of the way for Huang Futian and Zhang Haoran to walk by, and they followed behind.

The stall owner with the ceramics in his hand finally suppressed his feelings, but when he came back to his senses and looked at Huang Futian again, Huang Futian had already gone away.

"Who is Haoran?" said the stall owner for a long time. He remembered clearly, what the old man said Haoran was naturally right? Could it be that this person named Haoran was very powerful?

Doubts are doubts, the stall owner didn't want to delay his time, so he immediately packed up the stall and prepared to go to the countryside to find the child. Of course, the price this time is definitely not ten yuan, and there is a degree of business, he didn't know at first, but he was kind enough to help the child, and now he naturally has to add money to him......

"Haoran, what do you want to eat? I'll go prepare some now, I don't know if you're coming, the nanny at home hasn't prepared your dishes." Huang Futian was very happy, and asked as he walked.

Zhang Haoran came once, and Huang Futian naturally wanted to entertain him well.

"Senior, old man, you're welcome, you can eat whatever you want, what are you doing so grandly?" Zhang Haoran felt that Huang Futian was still a little grand, and this made Zhang Haoran very embarrassed.

"What's the matter, is it possible for you to eat rice and vegetables? In this way, what will others think of me Huang Futian in the future?" Huang Futian said with an angry face, and finally asked with a straight face, "Tell me, what kind of dishes do you like to eat?"

"I, I can really do it casually......" Zhang Haoran finally said, in fact, Zhang Haoran is indeed more casual about this, so Zhang Haoran doesn't want to trouble Huang Futian because he came, the elders are respected, Zhang Haoran can't let Huang Futian, an old man, still run around to the market to buy vegetables or something because of himself.

Huang Futian looked unhappy, and then laughed again: "Okay, you go to my house and wait for me first, I'll buy it myself, anyway, you can eat whatever you buy, and if you can't eat it, you can pack it home by yourself!"

Huang Futian is in a good mood today, and when he is in a good mood, he always wants to make a fuss, otherwise Huang Futian feels uncomfortable in his heart. So at the moment, Huang Futian couldn't help but say, just do what he wanted.

"Old man, you can rest well......" Zhang Haoran finally said.

In the end, Zhang Haoran could only take a car and walk to Huangfu's house, while Huangfutian entered the vegetable market under the protection of another Zhongnanhai bodyguard.

This made Zhang Haoran who was sitting in the car very uneasy, what he was most afraid of was these vulgar things, and it was always a little embarrassing to get things done very simply.

Of course, Zhang Haoran didn't mean to blame Huang Futian, but Zhang Haoran felt that being open-minded and relaxed would make both of them a lot easier. Of course, Zhang Haoran is just thinking about himself, in fact, hospitality is like this, if it is Zhang Haoran, Zhang Haoran will also do this like Huangfutian.

"Mr. Zhang, it's here. When the car slowed down, Zhang Haoran had already noticed that the car had driven into Huangfu's house, and at this time, the car stopped on the side, and Zhongnanhai's bodyguard and driver looked back at Zhang Haoran and said.

"Thank you. Zhang Haoran knew that parking needed to be bypassed, and Zhang Haoran only needed to get off here, otherwise he would have to increase Zhang Haoran's walking distance in vain.

"It should. Zhongnanhai's bodyguard said that after seeing Zhang Haoran get out of the car, he turned around and drove away.

Huangfu's family is still that familiar, and Zhang Haoran is not a stranger. But when I saw it again, it reminded Zhang Haoran a lot of memories, Yamei Butterfly was still there, and she always looked cold to Zhang Haoran......

"Fuyun, how long can it last?" Yamei Butterfly was not as leisurely as Zhang Haoran at this time, they were the same as Fan Wuming before, they encountered a large number of ghost soldiers to encircle and suppress, and they suffered heavy casualties.

At this time, she was fighting with Fuyun and the other four Taoist priests against the ghost soldiers who had just come out, not much, only about a thousand, but it was enough for the six of them to be in danger.

"Master, it can only last about three minutes......" Fuyun's face was not good-looking at all, and it was uncomfortable.

More than 1,000 ghost soldiers...... Fu Yun had already used the puppet technique to solve more than a hundred, but at this time, the ground was surrounded by ghost soldiers on the inside and outside of the three layers, but Fu Yun felt that he was powerless, and his heart was more than enough but his strength was insufficient......

"Support it for a while, I'll summon someone to come over!" Yamei Die was also bitter at this time, and she had been supporting it for a long time, so now she could only hope that someone else would help them, otherwise the consequences might not be very good.

"Yes!" Fuyun had no choice but to hope that his master would summon someone to help them. But Fuyun felt that the opportunity was slim. Because almost all the people who were with them were dead, and the rest didn't know where they were scattered by the large wave of ghost soldiers in front, whether they were dead or alive......

Yamei Die is actually just trying, in fact, whether anyone will come to ask for it, she doesn't have a bottom in her heart......

"Cross puppet!" Fu Yun directly used spells to maintain this protective circle like several other people at this time, only in this way would he not be pounced on by the hundreds of ghost soldiers, and if the spell was enough or dangerous, he would kill a few more ghost soldiers by the way.

Fu Yun's voice fell, and suddenly there were dozens of ghost soldiers whose bodies trembled where Fu Yun's right hand and five fingers were pointed, and then they all turned around and bit at their companions and attacked.

Fuyun's hand directly caused chaos in the ghost soldiers, but it was only a small chaos, because there were too few ghost soldiers controlled by Fuyun, and they were killed and eliminated by other ghost soldiers in a flash.

"Hoo ......"

Fuyun gasped, she really had no strength, and now she could only resist, hoping that their protective shield would not be broken so quickly, at least she could still support it before the person who helped her came.

Ami Butterfly closed her eyes, finally muttered something in her mouth, and finally sealed her hands, and suddenly a golden butterfly appeared from her hand, and began to spread its wings and fly, flying towards the sky, and disappeared in front of Ami Butterfly and others.

"It's up to you now...... "After Yamei Die did this, she was like a deflated ball, and she suddenly languished.

This Golden Butterfly Rescue is an ancient spell that is only responsible for finding people nearby who think they can help Ami Butterfly, but not necessarily their own......

Yamei Die is also gambling, if Yamei Die is just seeking help from someone who is also a Taoist priest, obviously this chance is extremely slim, as can be seen from her battle situation at this time, in fact, everyone is estimated to be experiencing the situation that Yamei Die is experiencing at this time. Dead or embarrassed, no one could pull out their hands to save them.

In the end, Yamei Butterfly can only think of this method, no matter what, if the other party can destroy these ghost soldiers, then the other party is estimated to be easier to get along with than these ghost soldiers.

The golden butterfly flies, hovering a few times in the sky, but then flies down on a person's shoulder.

Red armor, tiger head and shoulders, domineering and exposed, and the whole body exudes a momentum of pulling out the mountains and covering the world.

Behind him were the black ghost soldiers, following in unison steps, orderly and slowly advancing. It was precisely because they were slowly advancing that the momentum exuded by the more than 100,000 ghost soldiers at this time was avoidable and trembling.

"Golden Butterfly?" the ghost general glanced at the golden butterfly on his shoulder, and then raised his right hand, and the team of ghost soldiers who were slowly advancing behind suddenly stopped.

The ghost soldiers stopped, all of them were shrouded in black aura, and there were no many ghost soldiers in sight, only a black ...... But their banner was crackling in the wind, and the Su character was so conspicuous......

"It's Brother Zhang's friend...... Su Feisheng took Jindee in his hand, and as Jindee disappeared, Su Feisheng's mind flashed a message for help, and there was also a woman's phantom, it was Yamei Die who was expounding the message for help.

"Su Jiajun listens to the order......" Su Feisheng suddenly spoke, and then marched in the direction where Yamei Butterfly was located......

In fact, this time they all miscalculated the ghost meeting, the number of ghost soldiers is too much, so many of them are not able to resist at all, and finally caused the current situation, which makes Yamei Die not know what to say for a while......

(Enlightenment Book Network.)