"Is it an earthquake? Or is a flash flood about to break out again?"
"Or is the Great Immortal Huangsha angry? He wants to punish us?"
All the villagers looked at each other, shocked and at the same time not knowing what to do.
"It's over, it's over. That young man must have angered the Yellow Sand Immortal. The mountains collapsed and floods are about to hit again. We will also face the disaster a few years ago."
Someone suddenly howled and screamed, and almost at the same time, everyone fell into endless sadness and despair after hearing it.
Even though many years have passed, that devastating flood is still deeply etched in everyone's mind.
"Young people are always arrogant, so in the end they cost themselves their own lives and also harmed us." Lei Gong shook his head helplessly and sighed.
He was not afraid of death, but it was a pity for the three thousand young heroes in Han Dynasty and the unjust lives of most young villagers in the village.
But at this moment, Ning Yue led Wang Simin and others, and because of the huge movement, they slowly gathered around from the guard.
Different from the panicked and confused expressions on the faces of the villagers, the faces of Ning Yue, Wang Simin and others were filled with chicness, confidence, and even a faint smile on their faces.
Seeing their expressions like this, the old village chief was immediately puzzled: "Guys, do you know what happened?"
"Isn't it just that the mountain in the village has collapsed?" Wang Simin laughed softly.
"If this is the case, how can you still laugh? You must know that your friends are inside. Don't you feel heartbroken at all?" Lei Gong asked anxiously and puzzled.
After all, he is their leader and their friend. How can we not feel sad or sad because of the so-called human nature?
"Why do you have to be sad and heartbroken?" Wang Simin said funny.
"Why is this..." Lei Gong was depressed.
"Do you want to feel sorry for me about that yellow sand monster?" After Wang Simin finished speaking, he looked at each other with Ning Yue and others, and for a moment the whole group looked at each other and smiled.
"You..." Seeing that all the people in the mysterious alliance were smiling, the old village chief, Lei Gong and other people were even more confused, which was really hard to understand.
"How long do you think it will be before Han Sanqian comes back?" Mo Yang looked into the distance and couldn't help but whisper.
"An hour at most." Wang Simin said.
"I said half an hour." Ning Yue also said.
"Looking at this situation, I feel that three thousand can come back in a quarter of an hour." Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile.
Hearing that several people were happily betting, the old village chief was stunned, and Wang Simin said again: "Old village chief, you won't cheat on our bet, right?"
"What you mean is that the reason for this mountain collapse and earthquake was not that the Great Immortal Huangsha won, but..." the old village chief said in confusion.
"The yellow sand monster right now should be beating all over the ground and looking for teeth." Wang Simin chuckled softly.
Hearing this, the old village chief took a breath of air, and Huangsha Daxian was beaten until his teeth were all over the floor?!
This cannot be said to be impossible, it can only be said to be a fantasy.
However, seeing a group of people smiling and looking confident and calm, it seemed like something really happened.
A group of people collectively fell into silence. Is it really not the Huangsha Immortal who is angry? Instead, is it Han Sanqian who is beating up the Huangsha Immortal?
"If that's the case, isn't this young hero a god?" Uncle Zhang couldn't help but wonder.
When Han Sanqian entered the village, he was responsible for taking Han Sanqian's men to stay, so he also met Han Sanqian's group of men.
Although he was just a villager with little cultivation, so it was difficult to tell what kind of skills Han Sanqian's subordinates had, but just by looking at the appearance and imposing manner of these people, one could tell that they were all a group of elites.
As their leader, Han Sanqian should be really capable, so it would be easier for Uncle Zhang to accept the words of Wang Simin and others.
"Man of God?" After hearing this, Wang Simin smiled softly and said nothing. Instead, he looked at each other and smiled with the others and said nothing.
After all, in the hearts of everyone, what does a god-man mean?
Or in other words, if you remove the human character from the god-man and leave only the divine character, what does it mean to Han Sanqian?!
"Guys, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that he is really a god?" When the village chief saw this, he couldn't help but be very surprised.
At this time, Fuli, who had been silent all this time, slowly walked out. If he didn't speak, he would be fine, but if he did, he would shock the world!
