Leisurely cultivating life

"Does it look good?" Retracting the Linglong Tower, Zhou Fan reached out and closed the little guy's jaw that was about to drop.

"Uncle, I want to learn, I want to learn..." The little guy was bouncing up and down with a happy expression.

"Hey, this, I can only learn it when Xiaoxuan grows up." Zhou Fan coaxed his niece without blushing.

He wanted to teach, but he didn't have the ability.

"Ah, when will I grow up?" The little guy asked with his eyes wide open.

"Well, when you are as tall as my uncle, you will grow up." Zhou Fan gestured.

As a child, she forgets things very quickly. When she grows up, whether she can remember or not is the same thing.

such as--

"Look, ice cream, chocolate flavor." It's hard for Zhou Fan to make chocolate, thanks to Dayanzhu.

Dayanzhu said: He wants to be quiet!

Eating ice cream, the little guy is no longer asking about growing up.

"Go back to your room and eat, don't be seen by your grandpa."

The ice cream method is still very useful, and the little guy ran back to his room obediently with his short legs.

"By the way, I'm at a loss if I count it as a nuclear bomb blowing up mosquitoes." Looking at the huge palm print, Zhou Fan felt a little pain in his heart, and his heart was bleeding.

There are only three ways in total, and only one is used like this.

Feeling this earthshaking power, Zhou Fan always felt that he had to do something, otherwise it would be too bad.

"Uncle Yu, this disciple is here to save you!" Accompanied by a loud voice, Zhou Fan urged the 'Xian Tian Yi Qi Da Capture', and a big hand that was easy to turn and slapped horizontally.

When Yu Jingcheng, who was having fun, heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Don't..." He hasn't played enough yet.

"Crack~~~"

With a crisp sound, the big shell that trapped Yu Jingcheng shattered, shattered...

"Pfft~"

The shell was broken, and the five men in black robes who were still alive just now spit out their blood all over the floor as if they didn't want money.

This shell is the treasure of the enemy that the five of them worked together to accumulate with blood essence, and it has long been inseparable from them.

"Let's go!" The five of them were decisive, and their figures flashed.

"Dare to hurt my uncle, where do you go!" Zhou Fan yelled, and suddenly grabbed it with his big hand, like a monkey fishing for the moon, and quickly grabbed it.

"I was hurt, why didn't I know!"

Yu Jingcheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he watched Zhou Fan's performance quietly.

"Crack~"

Like an electric mosquito swatter swatting mosquitoes, all five black-robed men fell into their palms.

"Uncle Master, this disciple has already captured the person who hurt you, you see how to deal with it." Wan Zhang spread his big hand flat, and five dust particles lay on the palm of his hand.

The voice was so loud that veins popped in Yu Jingcheng's forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"what ever."

Zhou Fan is a very obedient and good junior.

I saw him—

Put your hands together and squeeze gently!

Well, I won't describe this disgusting picture.

In short, these five black-robed men died without any scum left.

"Uncle, what do you think of the disciple's treatment like this?"

"it is good."

"……"silence!

"Master, what a coincidence!" Zhou Fan tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"Well, what a coincidence."

"..." Silence again!

"Master, why don't you come and sit with me?" Zhou Fan invited.

"Forget it, let me see how much you have improved over the years."

With a flash of his figure, Yu Jingcheng came to the spaceship.

"Disciple, thank you uncle for protecting you in secret!" Zhou Fan saluted.

The moment he saw Yu Jingcheng, he had guessed it, otherwise there would be such a coincidence.

Although he has the talisman to avoid evil, he is still very grateful for Yu Jingcheng's care and protection.

"You are so capable, why do you need the protection of your uncle." Yu Jingcheng glanced at Zhou Fan, and said angrily.

Chapter 140 The True Power of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd (2/2)

"It's been a long time since I've seen my uncle. Please don't take my disciple's actions of Meng Lang to heart!" Zhou Fan rubbed his palms with a very sincere attitude.

"Uncle, please come with me...huh?"

Zhou Fan looked at the gray box, his pupils shrank.

"Purple!!!"

"Harmony Realm!"

"Kill the demon king under my command, and you just want to go away like this?" Suddenly, a voice resounded from the sky and the earth, faint and faint, and the sound was loud.

A giant hand covering the sky broke through the space and directly attacked Zhou Fan.

This big hand covers the sky and blocks out the sun, and the lines on the palm can be clearly seen. Every finger is like a mountain that lifts up the sky.