Chapter 910

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
"What's the matter with you? If you have something to do, please tell me quickly. If it's OK, I'm going to practice."

Zhang Ye frowned, for this father, he is now very disgusted, half a word is too much.

"Practice? Hehe, you should have realized it now. " Zhang Po Tian still said with a faint smile.

"What?"

Zhang Ye immediately frowned. Although he didn't know what Zhang Po Tian wanted to say to him, he intuitively felt that it should have something to do with the strange thing he felt just now.

"Fornix."

Zhang Botian said a strange word lightly.

"What are you talking about? Can you make it clear? I'm not interested in guessing riddles with you." Zhang Ye frowned and said.

"Ha ha, you are not like me at all. Why are you always so impatient? It's not good for you. And even if you hate me, you have to calm down and listen to what's good for you. " Zhang Po Tian said lightly.

"Hum."

Zhang Ye hummed coldly and didn't continue to say anything. Just as Zhang Po Tian said, in fact, Zhang Ye is a pragmatist. Although he hates his father in every way, he still chooses to accept things that are good for him.

It's an idiot not to accept.

Zhang ambition thought, quietly waiting for Zhang Botian to say, but he didn't think, Zhang Botian said faintly:

"come out, I'll be in the coffee shop downstairs of your hotel."

What!

Zhang Ye was surprised. He didn't expect Zhang Botian to come back to China. He frowned and said, "if you have anything, just say it on the phone. I don't want to see you."

"Then you don't want to know what's good for you?" Zhang Po Tian is still indifferent to Zhang Ye.

"You Well, you wait. I'll be right there Zhang Ye cold finish saying, hang up the phone.

At the same time, in the coffee shop of the hotel, a man in a suit, like a successful man, put down the phone.

Although his son's attitude towards him is very bad, he doesn't think so at all.

In Zhang Botian's opinion, it's just that Zhang Ye is giving himself a small temper. After all, he has avoided their mother and son for many years, and has not heard from them. Now he suddenly appears, and it's natural that Zhang Ye is angry with himself.

However, this is not a problem in front of him. Zhang Botian believes that he will be the winner in the end and break the gap between himself and his son, because he has never been defeated in his life.

After waiting for about a few minutes, Zhang Botian looked at Zhang Ye's dark face and came over, and then sat on the opposite side of him.

Although Zhang Ye has never met Zhang Po Tian, he must admit that the trace of blood relationship between them makes him have an indescribable intuition that this is his father since he met this man.

Zhang Ye looks at himself coldly. He looks at the middle-aged man in front of him. He is tall, thin, handsome and elegant. He has an indescribable temperament. At first sight, he is not an ordinary man.

It is undeniable that in terms of appearance, he has inherited many of Zhang Po Tian's advantages, such as sword eyebrows and tiger eyes. Although he is thin, he is still handsome. Even from Zhang Po Tian, we can see Zhang Ye in middle age.

Zhang yeduan looked at Zhang Po Tian for a while. At last, a sneer came to his lips and said coldly:

"are you willing to come back?"

With a strong resentment, even a trace of resentment, Zhang Botian's heart was a little bit upset. If he didn't have to abandon his wife and son for the sake of the big plan, he didn't have to end up with Zhang Ye.

"Son, you've really grown up. Good, good." Zhang Po Tian said with a smile, the words are full of joy.

"Well, it's none of your business whether I'm good or not. I'm not your son either. If that's all you have to do today, I'm sorry. I have something else to do." Zhang Ye says, stand up directly to want to leave.

"Ha ha, well, sit down. I know you are angry, but sit down first and listen to me tell you a story. If you are willing to leave after listening to this story, I will not stop you." Zhang Po Tian said lightly.

Zhang Ye gave a cold smile, but he didn't insist on leaving. Instead, he sat down again, holding his arms in front of him and looking at Zhang Po Tian coldly.

Zhang Po Tian looked at Zhang Ye, who still had no change in himself, and his mouth also overflowed with a bitter smile, saying:

"Xiao Ye, I know you have been blaming me all these years, and I have nothing to say. After all, I live in this world, but I always let you and your mother suffer. I know you won't forgive me even if I say something I have to do, but I still have to say something. "

"Well, I'd like to hear about it and see what kind of excuse you can find for your years of heartlessness." Zhang Ye sneered.

"Ono, in fact, over the years, I have not forgotten you and your mother, but some things have forced me to stay abroad and not come back."Zhang Po Tian shook his head helplessly. Instead of waiting for what Zhang Ye was saying this time, he said directly:

"Xiao Ye, you should also feel the power of the dome. It's a very strange power, but it can make your cultivation improve rapidly and break through the realm easily."

"That thing is called fornix."

Zhang Ye didn't say any sarcastic words this time, but frowned and murmured.

"It seems that you feel it. Yes, it's called fornix."

Zhang Po Tian said faintly, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"fornix is a double-edged sword, which can quickly promote us, improve our accomplishments, and even make us reach the top in our lifetime. However, it also imprisons us, so that we never want to break through the shackles of nature and reach a higher level. "

"Well? What do you mean

Zhang Ye's in the mind at this time suddenly spreads a huge wave, eyes involuntarily coagulate.

You should know that he was the great emperor of covering the sky in his last life, and his realm was far beyond the congenital realm. Even in his view at that time, even the friars who were born with nine grades and full circle were just bigger ants, which could easily be crushed to death.

The realm he has experienced is far beyond the innate one, and so is his insight.

But now Zhang Po Tian told him that he would never want to break through the congenital realm in his life. He could only be a mole ant in his eyes in his last life?

It's something he can't stand anyway.

"Zhang Po Tian, I hope you are not talking nonsense with me. There are many realms above the innate realm, so how can you not break through?" Zhang Ye said coldly.

"Ono, can I cheat you? Of course what I said is true, and the culprit is this thing." Zhang said, slowly spread out his palm.