He nodded to Shengran, who immediately understood and raised his hand softly: "It's okay, come in, come in."
With that said, Sheng Ran gently patted Han Sanqian's shoulder and invited him into the room.
Han Sanqian glanced behind him unwillingly. It was really unacceptable to let Pei Hu escape like this.
At this time, Pei Hu and others had already escaped from the mountain and joined a large number of disciples outside the Immortal Mountain.
As Sheng Ran expected, although Pei Hu and others came here to propose marriage, it was also true that they were trying to force him to marry. Therefore, this time, not only was Pei Hu, a master of level jumping, but also the elite soldiers and generals of the Yongzhu clan were ambushing them early.
Outside the mountains.
If the Qilin clan still dares to respond, Pei Hu and these elite soldiers and generals lurking outside the mountain will directly threaten them with force.
However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very backbone.
No one would have imagined that things would develop far beyond expectations. Pei Hu had already been defeated by a more powerful master before he even started.
So much so that the entire plan was thrown into disarray.
When he heard the explosion in the fairy mountain, he was so angry that he rushed back with others.
"Young master, you can't." The subordinate quickly grabbed him and said urgently: "The Fifth Elder sacrificed his own life to allow you to escape. If you go back again, isn't it the same as dying in vain?"
"That kid is so deceptive. He really thinks he is invincible after barely beating me? I just barely missed it. If I do it again, I will make him regret it. Besides, I still have ten thousand of your elite soldiers. I'm afraid
What does he do?"
On the one hand, he was angry because he had the confidence to join his elite troops, but on the other hand, Pei Hu naturally dared to challenge him again.
"Master, even though we have good soldiers and generals, don't forget that the Qilin clan's attitude towards that boy has already changed."
"Are you still afraid that the Qilin clan would dare to help that kid?" Pei Hu said angrily.
The servant lowered his head. Although he did not speak, his meaning was very obvious.
"If the Qilin clan dares to help that kid, the worst I can do is wipe out his Qilin clan." Pei Hu said angrily.
"Master, although the Qilin clan is no longer what it used to be, as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. If we attack rashly, it will not be easy for us alone with that master. If we keep the green hills, we will not be afraid of running out of firewood. You must do it
Don't ruin the fifth elder's self-sacrifice." The subordinate hurriedly advised.
"But..." After hearing this, Pei Hu was anxious and angry, but he also understood that his subordinate's words were not unreasonable. He punched the ground heavily and said very depressed: "Damn it, is it possible?"
Is this all for nothing?"
"Young master, of course you won't let it go like this. We will make long-term plans when we go back. In the future, this kid will not be able to eat and carry around."
The subordinate's words were quite reasonable, and they also gave Pei Hu an appropriate step to climb down. He nodded, said no more, waved his hand, and withdrew with his people.
At this time, inside Qilin's main hall.
Pei Kun's death has long been forgotten. At the main table in the hall, the leader of the Qilin clan, Sheng Ran, has already invited Han Sanqian to the guest seat on the left, and on his right is his daughter Xian'er. Looking at it this way, she looks a bit old.
Seemingly attending with a newlywed.
Many elders also raised their glasses one by one at this time and paid tribute to Han Sanqian.
"Shaoxia Han, I am the fourth elder of the Qilin clan. I would like to propose a toast to you."
"I'm the fifth elder. Come on, I'll toast you too."
"I am the eighth elder. I hope you can have a drink with me."
A group of elders were so enthusiastic that they all gathered in front of Han Sanqian.
Although Han Sanqian didn't want to hurt their face, so he could only accept them one by one, but obviously, letting Pei Hu, the culprit, escape under his nose, Han Sanqian was in a bad mood.
Seeing that Han Sanqian was in a normal mood, Sheng Ran quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, sit back quickly. You come to toast one by one. What's the difference between drinking wine?"
"Oh, clan leader, what's wrong? You started to protect your people so quickly?"
"Haha, yes, patriarch, it's okay to turn your elbows inward, but we are also your people."
"Hey, we are a bunch of old guys, we all have old arms and legs, how can we compare with young talents like Han Shaoxia, hahaha!"
Listening to the boastful talk of a group of old men and the strange looks directed at him, Han Sanqian's hand holding the wine glass suddenly froze in mid-air, and he frowned.
"By the way, Young Master Han, I have something to ask you."
