Fang Han felt helplessly and said "heat", and a low voice came from inside: "Xiao Fang?"

Fang Han was stunned and quickly turned off Li Tang: "Old Hua!"

Mr. Hua's voice came from his phone: "Why don't you come to play chess?"

Fang Han hurriedly said, "Old Hua, I'll go tomorrow!"

"Haha... OK! I'll wait for you!" Mr. Hua said with a smile.

Fang Han slowly put down his phone, Li Tang stretched out his white jade-like arm, snatched his phone and took a look, and said charmingly: "Who is Mr. Hua?"

Fang Han shook his head and said, "A senior!"

"Which senior?" Li Tang smiled and said, "I still keep it secret with me!"

Fang Han turned over and pressed her down, squeezing her amazingly elastic breasts with her chest: "Big man, let's continue!"

"No!" Li Tang hurriedly said coquettishly: "You are going to kill me, so let me go today!"

Fang Han touched her wet garden.

Li Tang trembled, moaned softly, and glanced at him: "It's really not possible!"

Fang Han nodded helplessly, hugged her and lay down for a while, and said, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Dance." Li Tang said coquettishly: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Fang Han shook his head: "No."

"What kind of big shot is it?"

Fang Han just shook his head, stroked her warm and plump breasts, and fell into thinking. Mr. Hua should still have his own internal strength in his body, and the internal strength bound by the dragon yuan is particularly durable.

Like the sword energy in Jiang Cheng's body, the spiritual power is intoxicated, and the internal force will have a source and will never stop. The internal force wrapped in Longyuan also has such characteristics. Although the source of energy does not last, it will not disappear for a while.

The sun is shining and it is a rare and good weather. The chill slowly dissipates and the breath of spring is brought to life.

Fang Han sat opposite Mr. Hua, looking at the chessboard motionlessly. Beside him was the gentle middle-aged man wearing glasses, and the tender green willow branches above his head were gently waving.

Mr. Hua looked at him with a smile and said, "Fang Han, how about it?"

Fang Han frowned and stared at him. After a while, he refused to give in.

"Are you not convinced?" Mr. Hua said with a smile.

Fang Han pondered and shook his head: "I am convinced and moisturized things silently. Those who are good at fighting have no reputation. The boy admires it very much!"

Mr. Hua put away the chess pieces one by one and smiled and said, "You have a fast mind and a good sense of chess. It's a pity that you play less and almost have a good time."

Fang Han smiled and nodded: "I don't play chess very much."

"Then come and play with me often!" Mr. Hua put all the chess pieces on and smiled, "I am an old man, I am very idle, don't you feel annoyed, right?"

Fang Han smiled and said, "I can't help playing chess with a master like Mr. Hua!"

"Just don't bother you." Mr. Hua smiled and said, "Come again!"

The gentle middle-aged man around him said, "The chief has two sets, and the last set is left.

Mr. Hua waved his hand: "Okay, I'll say three plates, just three plates, don't talk too much, come on, Fang Han, let you come first!"

"Then I'm not polite!" Fang Han smiled and Zhizi went first.

The two fought again.

The three of them sat next to the stone table under an old willow tree. They were surrounded by lush forests, mostly evergreen pine trees. The air was fresh and moist, and it was very comfortable to suck it into the lungs.

Fang Han came over to see Mr. Hua, and he didn't talk much, but only played chess with Mr. Hua. Mr. Hua smiled and said that he would only play three games, and he would never play more.

The two sat at the stone table to play chess, rarely talking, even if they talked, they only talked about chess, not anything else, as if they were purely chess friends.

After a while, Fang Han once again gave in and shook his head with a smile: "Jiang is still old, I lost again!"

Mr. Hua said with a smile: "Great progress, when will we come again?"

Fang Han thought for a while: "When will Mr. Hua want to play chess? I'll be there anytime I call!"

"Okay." Old Hua smiled and said, "Xiao Wen, give my number to Fang Han."

"Yes, the chief." Swen middle-aged man nodded with a smile.

"Send Fang Han on my behalf." Old Hua said.

The gentle middle-aged man agreed and sent Fang Han away.

The two walked slowly out, and Fang Han smiled and said, "I'm here to Director Lu Wen."

This gentle middle-aged man looks amazing. He is the secretary of Hua's life, his surname is Xihua, and he also serves as the director of a certain office.

Wen Xihua smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Fang who has time to come, the leader is in a good mood after playing chess with you, and his health has improved."

Fang Han smiled and said, "I will definitely come here if I have time."

Wen Xihua handed a note and smiled and said, "This is the chief's number. If you have any urgent matters, you can just call this number."

"Okay." Fang Han nodded slowly.

He didn't want to get too close to Vincihua, so as not to see anything and reveal his feet.

At present, only four people knew that he treated Mr. Hua, including Master Ge Sizhuang, Master Zhou Xiaochai, Master Ge, and the middle-aged beautiful woman.

He didn't want others to know anymore. He looked up at the holy power ring above his head, and he smiled. The holy power ring above Old Hua's head was thick and powerful, and he gained a lot if he touched it a little.

Fang Han has been thinking about the origin of holy power. Ordinary people in the real world also have holy power. Unfortunately, they do not know how to use holy power and waste it. This is not the case in the dream world. Non-Paladin and the Holy See's saints do not have holy power.

If he wants to use the resurrection technique, he must advance to the Nine Ring Paladin. The only way to advance to the Paladin is to enhance the holy power, which is currently only obtained from Mr. Hua.

After leaving the mountainous area where Mr. Hua was located, he went straight to the Ge family. Mr. Ge's face was not good-looking, and his master Ge Sizhuang was lying on the bed.

Zhou Xiaochai was not here and didn't tell her so as not to make trouble back and forth.
Chapter completed!