Hu Zhixin stretched out a hand and handed it to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao thought about it before taking the hand. Hu Zhixin's hand was white and soft, weak and boneless, and he held it in his hand, feeling like he wanted to rub it hard.

After all, Chen Hao is a virgin who has no experience in women. He holds this hand and can't help but have a lot of imagination in his heart. However, he was shocked and looked at him. Seeing that Hu Zhixin seemed to be unaware of anything, Chen Hao felt a little relieved, but he did not dare to continue to let distracting thoughts wander around.

Chen Hao helped Hu Zhixin walk out of the helicopter. Hu Zhixin was really fragile at this moment. Chen Hao could feel that he was like a duckweed under the storm of the propeller, swaying violently with the strong wind. If Chen Hao hadn't helped her, she would have been blown all over the ground.

At this time, Chen Hao realized that Hu Zhixin was very petite. After leaving the parasol, her height reached Chen Hao's shoulders. No wonder she used to be a nickname for paper man, she was really thin and small. Chen Hao held her hand and felt like she was holding a child.

It's hard to imagine that this is a woman in her seventies.

Chen Hao cursed himself in his heart that it was a sin to have a fancy thought of a young girl in his seventies just now. He had to put all these memories in the memory space so as not to be read by Tang Zhihu in the future.

Chen Hao suddenly felt very tired. It was difficult for women to deal with. A woman who could read her mind was simply a Thanos-level existence!

The two of them kept walking into the stairs, and Hu Zhixin pulled back his hand. For her, Chen Hao's hand was too hot.

The atmosphere in the air was a bit strange, and the two walked side by side without saying a word.

The person leading the way was also a taciturn guy. He never said a word along the way, and his stern face was like an old antique.

Soon the man who led the way pushed open two huge doors, and Chen Hao and Hu Zhixin came to a huge room.

It can't even be said that this is a room because it is a whole floor, with no walls except a few pillars in the middle, and the room is at least six or seven meters tall, surrounded by huge floor-to-ceiling windows. You can see the scenery outside without dead corners on a high building of more than 100 floors. If there is no room to build it, it would be like standing on the roof and overlooking the world.

Chen Hao secretly felt that such a room was worthy of him, and after he returned, he would also change the Lingguang Building to this. The only regret is that Mingguang Building is too short and does not have the feeling of a hundred-story building stepping on the clouds.

The three old Su sat on the large sofa with a font shape, like an interviewer, and were all looking at Chen Hao at this time.

Chen Hao suddenly felt that he was locked by three forces, and his pores exploded in an instant.

If it is on the battlefield, this is the most dangerous situation. Here, Chen Hao knows that the three Su Laos are watching him and analyzing him with naked eyes.

During this period of time, the highest level of cultivation is the late stage of the Condensation Pill, that is, whether the magical powers brought by the Condensation Pill can be merged with each other and used new magical powers.

Such magical powers are another leap, which is qualitatively different from the magical powers brought by the elixir.

The three people in front of him should have reached this level of cultivation. Next is to condense the star array, practice other constellations, and then condense the pills again. Tang Zhihu has condensed four star maps to form a star array.

Stars are the smallest unit in the sky, and constellations are composed of stars, and constellations combine to form a star array.

Chen Hao and his future friends feel that if they continue according to this idea, they may have an existence that can absorb the star power of the entire Milky Way!

Of course this is just a joke. Even if it can be absorbed, which body can bear it? It is the number of stars like the number of sand in the Ganges River.

There are four constellations in Tang Zhihu's star array. She can communicate with dozens of stars in the four constellations in the sky at the same time to mobilize the star power, not to mention that dozens of acupoints can accommodate a large amount of star power.

This is not just a relationship where one plus one equals two, sometimes it can even achieve the effect of one plus one equals four.

"Hu Miao, please rest first, see if your condition is not very good." Jiuxiangyu spoke, her voice was cold and not as cold as that of a human in the world. She felt like an immortal from the nine heavens spoke.

In fact, the characters in the Star Hall have been themselves immortals in myths and legends for the past thousands of years.

Hu Zhixin lowered her head and replied: "Yes, Master."

Only then did Chen Hao know Hu Zhixin's real name.

Wait, Hu Miao?

This name is Chen Hao and I have an impression!

But I couldn't remember it for a moment, it seemed to be about a battle. A man named Hu Miao died in battle and did something. Chen Hao frowned but couldn't remember it. Many people knew about it. However, Chen Hao only listened to it as a story, and he didn't have much memory when he listened to it casually. At this moment, he couldn't remember it even if he was shave. I'm afraid he had to go back to the future and ask for it before he knew it. Could it be that Hu Miao is also a famous person who has been praised for the ages?

"Chen Hao, you are the first one to be able to stare at the three of us."

He spoke in a furry ball, like a yak, like a fire. His voice was low and dull, and he sounded like a hellish feeling.

Chen Hao quickly retracted his mind and respectfully took out the "Panal Condensation Method" he wrote to the three old masters, saying: "Three seniors, this is my experience. I don't know if it is valuable. I would like to ask the three seniors for their guidance."

The "Pill Condensing Method" in Chen Hao's hand disappeared and fell into Hongguang's hands the next moment.

He turned the first page and glanced at Chen Hao, disgusted with the words as precious as gold, "The words are so ugly!"

He looked glaring at King Kong. Although his voice was very gentle, he gave people a very fierce feeling. He seemed to rush up to beat him up because of his ugly word.

Chen Hao feels like he scratches his head. Why are you guys so persistent about words? Isn’t it enough for you to know each other? Do you have to despise me first?

Hongguang reached out and pressed it gently on the "Pan Demon Method", and the handwritten technique immediately broke into powder.

Just when Chen Hao was surprised and at a loss, his words flew up one by one, and golden light bloomed in the air, arranged in vertical text, and slung in the air.

Jiuxiangyu frowned slightly, then looked at Chen Hao: "Your handwriting is so ugly. You have to practice more if you have time."

Ruhuo Lingshen nodded with approval.

Chen Hao kept rubbing his forehead with his hands. These guys could just read it by themselves. He even made the words look golden and appear in the air. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated? Is it necessary to be so stinky? Isn’t it just an ordinary book of "The Method of Condensing the Alchemy"?

The golden light reflects his words becoming more ugly and ugly.

Chen Hao felt like he was being executed in public.
Chapter completed!