As soon as the words came, a group of female disciples looked at each other and soon realized that the sound was coming from the top of their heads.

I rushed forward a few steps, but found that there was a man standing on the eaves of the hall at some point.

He is tall and proud, with a mask on his face and a hat on his head.

This person is Han Sanqian.

With Han Sanqian's sudden appearance, not only did a group of female disciples rush under the eaves, but even the army of ten thousand people opposite could not help but turn back at this time.

Seeing another person again, Mr. Fu was both amused and angry for a moment: "Damn it, another one comes. Damn, you two will jump out one by one. You might as well come together. At least you may not be able to scare me, right? Brothers?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another burst of laughter among the team of ten thousand people.

Seeing the people laughing like that, the female disciples of Biyao Palace stopped doing it. Someone pointed at Han Sanqian and said, "Are you the one who gave us silver cloth?"

Han Sanqian nodded without comment: "Yes."

"You are a big man, you have nothing to do when you have enough food all day long, right? Is it interesting to joke about us women like this?"

"Yes, we really believe you and treat you...you are a reinforcement, but unexpectedly, you are fooled by you!"

"Our disciples of Biyao Palace can be killed but not humiliated. If you do this, you will be a scum."

"Yeah yeah!"

"Scum!"

A group of female disciples immediately started to curse.

Han Sanqian was not angry, after all, from their perspective, it was understandable.

From a certain perspective, Han Sanqian's silver cloth is actually their life-saving straw, but after making such a great determination to pin his hopes to Han Sanqian, the two lonely soldiers were helping each other. No one could stand it if this was put on anyone.

Secondly, for Biyao Palace, they think this is being fooled.

Therefore, it is inevitable to get angry.

At this time, even Ningyue couldn't help but stand up, looked at Han Sanqian, and said, "My Biyao Palace has never been concerned about the world. She has neither made grudges nor made grudges with others. Young man, you are a bit too much to joke about my Biyao Palace."

"Hey, Master Fu, look, the stupid guy on the eaves looks very similar to the man next to the three beauties yesterday? The masks they wear are the same."

At this moment, the sharp-eyed dog-legged suddenly discovered that the masked man on the eaves was the guy I met in the restaurant yesterday?!

After he reminded him, Mr. Fu couldn't help but look carefully at this time. It didn't matter when he saw it. After seeing it, Mr. Fu immediately slapped his thigh: "Hey, it's really that grandson."

Looking back at Fu Mang behind him, it was amazing. That bastard was also among the crowd yesterday.

"Damn it, when I said I wanted to take down Biyao Palace yesterday, this stupid comparison may not be possible, and it may not be endless. It turns out that this stupid comparison is going to help Biyao Palace."

Now, Master Fu finally understood what Han Sanqian said yesterday.

As soon as these words were said, the group of people around him immediately reflected, but the dog-legged laughed quickly: "I guess he is afraid that Master Fu will cuckold him, so he will want to help Biyao Palace in turn. However, stupid bi is stupid bi. If you want to be cuckolded, you must first see how much he weighs. Just two fucking people come to help. Isn't this a fucking death?"

When a group of people heard this, they laughed again.

For them, Han Sanqian used two people to help, which was like touching a stone with an egg.

Not only is it overestimating one's own abilities, but it is also seeking death!

"Hey, I said it may not be a man. I have been making trouble for a long time. It turns out that it is you, why? I am afraid that Mr. Fu will set you up with a cuckold belt?" Mr. Fu was also intrigued at this time and shouted at Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian smiled slightly, and was not angry: "I hope you don't forget the bet you made with me yesterday."

Hearing this, the group of female disciples in Biyao Palace stopped working. It turned out that they were making a bet after a long time!

Now when they recalled that they had studied the Yin Bu seriously and then held hope for it, they all felt even more ashamed.

Ningyue also felt a little uncomfortable on her face. At this moment, she waved her hand: "The disciples of Biyao Palace obeyed the order!"

"Disciple is here!"

A group of female disciples shouted in unison.

"I misbelieve in dog thieves, and even everyone is shamed. I know I am sorry for you. However, all my disciples in Biyao Palace are not greedy for life and fear of death. Since this is the case, you can follow me into the enemy. Today, use blood to defend the dignity of my Biyao Palace." As soon as Ningyue finished speaking, a long sword with green light was held horizontally in her hand.

"Disciples follow the order of the palace master. Today, they must use blood to defend the dignity of Biyao Palace. They will never die!" The disciples also drew their swords at the same time.

Although she is a woman, she is very heroic.

"kill!"

With a angrily shout, Ningyue raised her hand on the sword and led a hundred disciples from Biyao Palace to kill the army of ten thousand people in Tianding Mountain.

Even Han Sanqian could not help but be infected by their voices at this time, and he was a little excited for a moment.
Chapter completed!