Ye Shijun was high-spirited, with an evil smile on his lips. Beside him, a beautiful woman wearing pink and white, dressed in light gauze, looked like a fairy princess in the sky, stunning in the world and the best in the audience.
Among the team, many of the soldiers who should be sent to the city have seen the city lord's sister in recent days, but now they can't help but secretly sigh that there is such a perfect woman in this world.
When Han Sanqian saw the person coming, he couldn't help but smile froze on his face.
Yes, he had forgotten that Zhu Yanshuo would definitely ask a helper to come to the door, but I am afraid that even if Han Sanqian wanted to break his head, he would never have thought that this helper would be Ye Shijun and others.
This was completely beyond Han Sanqian's expectation.
He didn't know why the Fuye family came to the land of the demons, and he also didn't understand why the Fuye family, which was located in the Central Plains region, was related to the demon clan Gailuocheng, which was thousands of miles away.
However, doubts were doubts, and for Han Sanqian, he did not underestimate his enemy.
Today's Ye Shijun has not only changed into a set of black and white clothes on the surface, his face is pale and bloodless, but his lips are black, and his eyes are unusually sinister. Obviously, this guy must be possessed by a demon.
This should explain why he is involved here.
"Long time no see."
Ye Shijun walked up and stopped about three meters in front of Han Sanqian, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Han Sanqian also smiled, glanced at Ye Shijun, then at Xia Wei beside him, and finally glanced at all the Fu family members behind him, including Futian and Fumei.
"It came quite neatly." Han Sanqian replied softly.
When he saw Han Sanqian again, Futian gritted his teeth. Although it was not his turn to speak, the look in his eyes made him want to swallow Han Sanqian alive a hundred times.
The Fujia family is in such decline today. His behavior as a dog has nothing to do with himself, but is a gift from Han Sanqian, a bitch. No one will admit their failure, especially here in Futian.
Fu Mei also has a lot of hatred. After all, she hates Han Sanqian more than she hates this man who can do anything, but is not her own man. She also hates Han Sanqian for being too good but not choosing her.
But sometimes, jealousy and hatred also arise from love, so in addition to hatred, her emotions also include a kind of unavailable loss and a kind of love hidden deep in her heart.
Although she never thought she had such admiration, every time in the dead of night, all she could think about was Han Sanqian. Even when they were fooling around, she regarded those men as Han Sanqian.
These are the truest expressions of her heart. Of course, possessiveness and the desire to win with Su Yingxia do account for more than half of it, but when she doesn't have this person in her heart, how can she be so obsessed?
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The most important thing is that Ye Shijun has long disliked her and treated her like a pig or a dog, so maybe this man deep in her heart may be her only extravagant hope.
Zhu Yan'er also had mixed feelings in her heart, but she was more angry. When she saw Han Sanqian looking towards them, she deliberately put her hand slightly on Ye Shijun's arm, standing close to Ye Shijun.
Even closer, it was clear that they looked quite intimate.
Of course she did this on purpose. The purpose was to make Han Sanqian nervous, jealous, and even angry, to let him know that he shouldn't have treated her like that in the first place.
"If I want to see you off, of course I have to do it neatly." Ye Shijun chuckled softly, full of ridicule: "After all, we are all waiting to see the doglike appearance you looked like when you died tragically."
Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully: "You mean, Mr. Ye wants to kill me?"
"Here?"
"Are you blind?" Ye Shijun scolded: "I brought so many people here, and there are so many masters, not to build a cemetery for you, but to find you a meal?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people burst into laughter. Even Zhu Yaner had a slight sneer on her lips.
Deserve it!
Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly: "You can see whether I'm blind, but it's hard to tell whether you are a fool."
After saying this, Han Sanqian looked at the group of people coldly and smiled evilly...
