Cuihua just ran to the door, before she could open the door, she felt that she was being stopped by a person, turned her head to look, and there was no one, her voice suddenly raised three heights, closed her eyes and let out a long scream. After screaming, I opened my eyes and saw that a person was looking at him face to face, and the face was almost on his face, and then there was another scream, and he punched one eye in front of him.

Well, the little hand was caught, it's okay, I still have a mouth, I'll spit on you. Sure enough, it was a good saliva, and the person in front of him immediately dodged to the side. When the man retreated, this time he saw it clearly, Cuihua screamed again, not only did not retreat, but pounced on it, and was held in the arms of the man.

"Woo woo woo, young master, young master, I'm waiting for you, they bullied me, woo woo woo. Cuihua lay in Zhang Zhezhi's arms, and the grievances that had been accumulated for a long time burst out all of a sudden, and she cried loudly.

Zhang Philosopher patted Cuihua's back and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't I come back, young master?" Cuihua writhed vigorously in his arms, and cried more reluctantly.

Everyone else in the room saw that Zhang Zhe had appeared out of thin air, so they all knew that the person holding Cuihua in front of him was the little immortal master. Thinking of what he did just now, he must have been seen by the little immortal master, and he was busy kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head, trembling all over. Only the fat steward just knelt down, but stared at Zhang Philosopher.

It took a long time for Cuihua to regain her strength, but she was a little skeptical that the young master was really back, so she reached out and pinched Zhang Zhezhi's face fiercely.

Zhang Philosopher snorted and said, "Cuihua, why are you pinching the young master?"

"Young Master, is it really you? It seems that you are really in pain, then I am not dreaming. Cuihua excitedly hugged Zhang Zhi again.

Zhang Zhe pushed Cuihua away, looked at her and said: "Cuihua, remember, if you want to prove whether you are dreaming next time, it is best to pinch yourself, so that you can know if it is true, you know?"

Cuihua lowered her head shyly and whispered, "But people are afraid of pain." ”

Zhang Zhe patted his head and said, "Yes, your young master, I am made of rubber, and I am not afraid of pain, right?"

"Hmm. Cuihua gave Zhang Philosophy a very positive answer, then raised her head, looked at Zhang Philosophy with two big eyes with tears, reached out and touched his cheek, and said a little stupidly: "Young Master, you are much taller than Cuihua, why did you come back, Cuihua misses you." ”

Zhang Zhezhi stretched out his hand and gently scraped Cuihua's nose, and said with a smile: "Young Master, I know that you miss me, won't I come back to see you?" He saw that Cuihua was still the same as three years ago, a delicate and cute baby face, but the baby fat was gone, the eyes were bigger than before, the person was much thinner, and the chin was pointed. ”

The women looked up at the fat steward kneeling almost at the same time. After all, the steward is a mortal, although he is covered by a master, he is still a little afraid of Zhang Zhe, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he said stubbornly: "My young master has taken a fancy to Miss Cuihua and wants to marry her as a concubine, let me pick her up." ”

Zhang Zhezhi turned his head and asked Cuihua: "Cuihua, are you willing to marry?"

Cuihua's head shook like a rattle, and she said in a loud voice: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to marry him." ”

After confirming Cuihua's intention, Zhang Zhezhi said to the fat steward, "Did you hear it?" ”

The fat steward wiped a cold sweat, stood up, smiled at Zhang Philosopher, and then lowered his head and walked out.

"Wait, you're just leaving?" Zhang Philosopher called out to the steward.

The steward looked at Zhang Zhe, confused, and bowed, "What else does the little immortal master command?"

"It seems that you are not a person who understands, well, I tell you. Although Zhang Zhezhi disdains to deal with a mortal, Cuihua's slap can't be in vain. As soon as his words fell, he saw a flash of white light in his hand, and a flying sword the size of a palm appeared in his hand, and then the white light flew out, and with a slash on the steward's right wrist, the steward's right hand fell.

With a snort, the steward fell to his knees holding his broken wrist. The rest of the room trembled with fright and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. Cuihua was also a person who had never seen such a scene, and she was also so frightened that she screamed, her face turned snow-white, and she hugged Zhang Zhizhi's arm tightly.

"Get out of here. Zhang Philosopher snorted.

As if they had been pardoned, they ran out in confusion. The fat butler wrapped his wrist around the placket of his coat and ran out, glancing at Zhang Zhi with a vicious look by the way.

Seeing that they were all gone, Zhang Zhezhi patted Cuihua's hand and said, "Okay, Cuihua, don't hold it, my arm is going to be broken, young master." ”

Cuihua snorted, and hurriedly let go of her hand, she was a little afraid of Zhang Zhe, she didn't expect her young master to be so ruthless, and actually cut off that person's hand. She is a little girl who has been nesting in Cumulus Villa all year round, and she has never seen such a scene at all, and it is natural to be afraid.

Zhang Zhezhi stretched out his hand and stroked Cuihua's head a few times, and said, "Cuihua, you have something to clean up, hurry up and clean up, go back to Sangji City with the young master, and talk about it when you go back." ”

The familiar feeling of touching the top of her head came back, Cuihua suddenly relaxed, her mood was better, she looked at Zhang Zhezhi with a smile and said, "Okay, young master, you wait, I'll go clean up." After saying that, he ran out of the room, not knowing where he had gone.

Zhang Zhe glanced at the severed hands and blood on the ground, and followed him out of the door, and sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard to wait for the green flowers.

Just after sitting down and not having half a cup of tea, a man wearing a white background and a brocade robe with gold flowers walked into the courtyard.

Zhang Zhe turned his head to look and saw that the man was in his thirties, and he looked quite handsome, but unfortunately a hooked nose ruined his entire face, making people feel a little yin. The man was followed by the steward with his arm hanging.

After glancing at the man, Zhang Zhe had already seen that this person's cultivation was around the fifth level of qi refining, which was far from his own, so he didn't stand up, but just watched the man approach.

The man stopped a foot away from Zhang Zhe, and he also saw that the cultivation of the teenage young man in front of him was far higher than his own, and he was very surprised, so he arched his hand and said, "In Xia Gehui, what do you call Your Excellency, why did you hurt my housekeeper?"

Zhang Zhe didn't stand up, just looked at the man, shook his head, and said, "Ge Hui, I haven't heard of it, oh, it's not that I haven't heard of it, I heard them say just now that Young Master Hui wants to marry my maid ring as a concubine, it must be you, right?"

"Hahaha, it turned out to be a senior disciple of Elder Yunshan! That Ge Hui is also a person who can afford to let go, and after confirming Zhang Philosophy's identity, he immediately changed his face and bowed to Zhang Philosophy. He had seen the old way of Yunshan, and he knew that the cultivation of the old way of Yunshan was the ninth layer of the Great Perfection of Qi refining, and he was one of the three masters of Gefu. How could this person's disciple be offended? If the head of the family knew that he had offended Elder Yunshan's disciple because of marrying a concubine, he would inevitably clean himself up, so after clarifying Zhang Zhizhi's identity, he relented as soon as possible.

"Niang Xipi, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, why are you milk, so why is this why do I use the topic to get mad?" Zhang Philosophy thought so in his heart, didn't stand up, bowed his hand in return, and said lightly: "It's polite." ”

That Ge Hui didn't mind Zhang Philosopher's neglect, walked forward with a smile, stood in front of Zhang Philosopher, hugged his fists and bowed down and said, "Zhang Daoyou, I apologize to you." It's all those little ones, and they didn't tell me clearly that Cuihua has an owner, if I had known that the little girl was Brother Dao, I wouldn't have been so rude in the next place, and I hope Brother Dao will forgive me. ”

Zhang Zhezhi naturally understood what was going on in his heart, but he and his master were still in the Ge family, and they would always bow their heads and not look up to see them, besides, if they didn't look at the face of the monk and looked at the face of the Buddha, Ge Teng still had good respect for himself and his master, and it was not good to deal with the other party in this situation at the moment, so he waved his hand and said: "Those who don't know are not guilty, since it is a misunderstanding, it is good to make it clear." ”

Seeing that his master had relented, the steward knew that he had no chance to avenge his right hand, so he could only greet Zhang Zhe and his own master Ge Hui's ancestor eighteen generations in his heart.

Since both of them decided not to care about it anymore, they quickly became acquainted. Of course, the most important thing is that Ge Hui's eloquence is excellent, praising Zhang Philosophy as a rare genius in heaven and on earth, and the almost sycophant words don't need money to smash down, and after a compliment, Zhang Philosophy softened. The clever sycophant can make people unconsciously unguard their hearts, although Zhang Zhezhi's defensive heart is still there, but this kind of pleasant compliment, he still enjoys it very much.

The two chatted lively, and they had already begun to call themselves brothers, Cuihua dragged a package that was not smaller than it and panted to the door, and saw that the young master Hui who was going to marry him talked very happily with his young master, and the steward was also standing aside with his arm, he was a little stupid, and he didn't know what to do.

The young master won't sell me to her, right? If he sells me, what should I do? Do I want to kill myself Mingzhi? Or hug the young master's thigh and cry bitterly? Just take a few breaths, Cuihua's mind has already turned countless thoughts.

Zhang Zhe had already heard the sound of Cuihua coming over, turned his head to look, and saw that Cuihua was standing outside the gate of the courtyard with a large package, looking inside stupidly. He naturally knew what was going on in the mind of this stupid girl, so he said a word of snub to Ge Hui, and then stood up and walked towards Cuihua.

"Cuihua, are you going to move the entire Cumulus Villa?" Zhang Zhezhi asked with a smile as he looked at Cuihua.

Collection, brothers, do you want to leave a little memorial when you pass by, and then give a recommendation, if you can give a monthly pass or something by the way, it would be too happy, life is like this, what more can you ask for!!!