Chapter 428

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Mom, what are you implying!

Zhang Ye's face was covered with black lines, but he didn't dare to take stubble any more. He quickly ate something and went into his bedroom.

Whoo!

Stimulated by his mother, Zhang Ye had planned to guard the empty room tonight, and his heart became more firm.

After all, tomorrow is an unprecedented war. He and Fang Zichen have the same realm, and they can fight for life and death with all their strength. No carelessness can happen.

Zhang yepan was sitting on the bed, holding the seal formula of cultivation in his hand. His five hearts were facing the sky, and he gradually entered the cultivation.

Since stepping into the peak of the day after tomorrow, he has a special feeling, as if his whole person disappeared in the air, and the whole world are integrated together.

And in this state, he can feel many breath of strength, strong and weak, like tiny light spots, but he can't bring them into his body in any case.

This is probably the aura of heaven and earth.

Zhang Ye knew clearly in his heart that it was impossible for him to communicate with these mysterious breath of power before he had opened the door of mana and cultivated that trace of mana.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe

As he breathed for a long time, the internal force in his body became more and more solid. The small puddles in Dantian had gathered into a big lake, rippling with blue waves, emitting golden light, and a sense of strength poured into his whole body.

By this time, Zhang Ye's body has completely reached the peak strength of the acquired warrior. There is a faint golden color on his skin. The high defense strength is amazing. Even if ordinary swords, guns and sticks hit him, they can't do him any harm.

Tongtian's spine has been completely transformed into the color of purple gold, bone marrow is like viscous liquid, with a thick color of jade, providing an extremely powerful force.

Fresh blood rumbled in his blood vessels, and his internal organs were as strong as gold and iron. With a little agitation, he could hear the thunder like sound in his abdomen. At this time, even if Zhang Ye ate a whole cow, it could be completely digested in a short time and stored in his body as energy.

The powerful internal force and physical strength make his strength extremely terrifying. He can easily lift a heavy off-road vehicle, with 3000 kg of power in one punch, which is extremely terrifying.

You should know that the top strength of the world-class boxing champion is only seven or eight hundred kilograms. Zhang Ye's random punch is enough to blow them up. The strength of a full punch is several times that of them. It's conceivable.

The whole night's cultivation made Zhang Ye feel fresh and fresh.

He slowly opened his eyes, eyes with a touch of purple light swept, immediately disappeared.

Shua!

Zhang Ye suddenly bounced up from the bed, stepped out of the distance of four or five meters, pushed open the door and went out.

In the dining room, the three beautiful wives are as brilliant as ever. When they see their common beloved man, their eyes show strong affection.

"Ono, did you sleep well last night?" Zhou Mengru light smile, concern way.

"Well, it's a good sleep." Zhang Ye nodded.

At this time, Huo Mingwei came over with milk and bread and asked, "how are you preparing? Fang Zichen is also the top strength of the day after tomorrow. You should be careful today."

As soon as her words came out, all the women, including her mother, looked at her and couldn't stop their concern.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. And then Lena will follow me. Fang Zichen can't kill me in front of the police. Ha ha. " Zhang Ye said a joke, but he thought it was funny.

But his smile soon froze on his face, because the four women at the table didn't smile at all.

Feng Yan snorted and said, "Xiaoye, don't say that. The war is coming. What do you say about it? It's bad luck."

"That's right. The swallow said it well. Ono, mom knows that you are old, and some things can't care about you. But you must be careful. The contest is not for fun. " Li Chunmei also worried said.

Looking at the four women's extremely concerned eyes, Zhang Ye's heart is naturally extremely moved.

He nodded firmly and said, "Mom, don't worry. I'll be fine."

"Ono, by the way, do you want to go with Nana today? Why did I call her cell phone yesterday and it turned off? Did she go to perform some secret mission?" Zhou Mengru frowned and asked a little worried.

Huh?

Zhang Ye also not from of a Leng, picked up the mobile phone to also give leina called in the past.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off, please redial later."

I'll do it!

It's really turned off.

Zhang Ye is a little puzzled. He knows that leina's obsession with martial arts is not less than her obsession with cooking, though she can give up everything like Zichen.Now she suddenly has the chance to see the martial arts masters. How can she give up all of a sudden.

Is it really like what sister Ru said that she ran to carry out the task?

Zhang Ye couldn't understand it, but he thought in his heart that without her disturbing, he would be more comfortable to play out his full strength.

After all, it's Fang Zichen, a woman with the same accomplishments as herself, who has been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years and is not affected by foreign things.

For such a person, Zhang Ye naturally has to go all out.

When it was almost nine o'clock, he raised all his spirit, and his fighting willpower had been pushed to the highest level. Then he left home and drove to the still water lake with Lamborghini open.

There is a very simple building in the center of the still water lake, which looks more like a thatched cottage outside.

In front of the thatched cottage is a small square, with a total area of four to five square meters. It is all made of the highest strength cement. It is also covered with the hardest man-made stone in the world, which is said to be more terrifying than the hardness of natural diamonds.

At this time, in front of the thatched cottage, Fang Zichen, dressed in snow-white training clothes, sat on a futon with his knees crossed. There was a low table in front of him. His jade hands were playing with the extremely fragrant kungfu tea.

"Here you are."

She raised her head and calmly looked at Zhang Ye. There was only bright fighting spirit in her eyes, no hostility, no murderous spirit, no emotion, empty indifference, only persistence to martial arts.

"Well, here I am."

Zhang Ye walked over with a smile, but also did not see outside, directly sat on the opposite side of the low table.

"Tea?"

Fang Zichen asked faintly, but he didn't wait for Zhang Ye's answer at all. He just flicked his jade hand lightly, and the muddy teacup flew over like lightning.

Pop!

Zhang Ye grabbed the teacup and drank it. He said with a smile, "good tea, the great red robe of Wuyishan. It's hard to get ten thousand gold."

"Tea is a good tea. Today, I only want to taste it with my bosom friend."

With a faint smile, Fang Zichen said:

"after drinking tea, the hospitality is not unreasonable."

Boom!

In a flash.

Fang Zichen suddenly sits up, the low table and the tea on it are instantly lifted, and a terrible pink fist comes straight to Zhang Ye's face.