Han Sanqian still clearly remembered that once the strong men in the Bafang world reached the true divine realm, they could create the world, which inevitably made Han Sanqian suspicious.
Could it be that Xuanyuan World, or even the Earth, was created by these powerful people?
For them, this is just a simple game, used for entertainment, or even just to watch the fun?
When Han Sanqian explained the situation of the Three Kingdoms in Xuanyuan World to Mo Yang and the others, Liu Fang looked particularly shocked.
She was a teacher who taught and educated people, and she was also particularly interested in history, so she couldn't imagine how people from three different eras could live in the same space.
"Sanqian, is everything you said true?" Liu Fang didn't believe Han Sanqian, but she couldn't believe it, because in her opinion, this was absolutely impossible.
As long as there is even the slightest contact between the three countries, their advanced era will inevitably lead the backward era. As long as a certain period of time, the development between the three countries will inevitably tend to be balanced. How can it be possible to maintain the three different eras?
What's the phenomenon?
"Of course it's true. If I have the chance, I will take you to see it." Han Sanqian said.
"This... how is this done? Isn't it surprising that there has never been any contact between the three countries?" Liu Fang looked at Han Sanqian with doubt.
Due to the existence of the Dark Forest, there is indeed not much intersection between the three countries, and even if they do meet, it is caused by war.
But there is one thing that Han Sanqian is sure of, that is, the monarchs of the three countries must know each other's situation, but they have not changed their country because of this. This is something that Han Sanqian cannot figure out anyway.
Chongye is still in the era of living rough and drinking blood, so why hasn't it followed in the footsteps of the imperial court?
"Except for war, they will indeed never have friends, but I believe this matter is not that simple." Han Sanqian said solemnly.
Liu Fang didn't ask any more questions because she could see that Han Sanqian's expression was already too serious.
At this moment, a group of men in black robes walked straight towards Han Sanqian and others.
This made Han Sanqian feel even heavier.
The aura of these people definitely does not belong to Xuanyuan World, and Han Sanqian cannot even see clearly what the state of these people is.
Seeing such people in Xuanyuan World, Han Sanqian can easily think of who they are.
Linlong had already tipped him off through Yi Qingshan that Xuanyuan World was waiting for Su Yingxia with people from the Fu clan, and these people were obviously from the Fu clan.
"You go first." Han Sanqian said to Han Sanqian in a low voice.
Dao Twelve was the first to stand beside Han Sanqian, obviously not agreeing to Han Sanqian's feeble arrangement.
"No, if there is any trouble, we have to shoulder it together." Dao Twelve said.
"Resist your sister, get out quickly, don't cause trouble for me, you stay here, you are just dragging me back." Han Sanqian said through gritted teeth. On the second day after returning to Xuanyuan World, he did not expect these people
He came to the door so quickly.
Hearing what Han Sanqian said, Dao Twelve seemed a little hesitant.
Mo Yang also showed an attitude of not intending to go.
Only Liu Fang was more sensible. She knew that since Han Sanqian said so, they should not stay and cause trouble, and with their strength, they really could not help Han Sanqian in any way.
"Let's go, don't cause trouble for him." Liu Fang scolded.
Mo Yang was the first to compromise. After all, he didn't dare not listen to what Liu Fang said.
Although Dao Twelve was unwilling to give in, he also knew that he might cause trouble to Han Sanqian. Seeing that Mo Yang had already withdrawn, he had no choice but to withdraw.
"Three thousand, be careful." Dao Twelve warned Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian was no longer in the mood to answer Dao Twelve. Watching the gang of black robes getting closer and closer, the pressure was increasing.
And this kind of pressure is not only psychological, but also physical.
As those people came closer and closer, Han Sanqian felt as if his shoulders were carrying a thousand pounds of weight. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and persisted, he would have already knelt on the ground.
The gang of black robes stopped in front of Han Sanqian, formed a circle, and surrounded Han Sanqian.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind Han Sanqian's ears: "You disappoint me a little."
Han Sanqian turned his head in horror. A handsome man in a white gown stood one meter away from him.
The man looked as delicate as a woman, with a strong air of a pretty boy. He held a folding fan in his hand and kept looking at Han Sanqian up and down, and his eyes were full of disgust.
"Who are you?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." The man kept shaking his head and sighing from time to time, clearly expressing his dissatisfaction with Han Sanqian.
Faced with such rejection, Han Sanqian was very angry in his heart, but at this moment, he could not do anything because the gravity pressure brought by his shoulders almost made him unable to move.
At this time, the divine realm seemed very weak, because Han Sanqian had no ability to resist.
"Pretty boy, let me ask you again, what do you want to do?" Han Sanqian said through gritted teeth. He was bold enough to call the pretty boy directly without fear of the other party asking for his name.
The man raised his head and asked Han Sanqian with a surprised look on his face: "Am I very white?"
Han Sanqian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This was probably the most incredible answer he got for scolding the pretty boy.
"Among the Fu family, I am indeed the fairest. Thank you for your compliment. It's a pity that despite this, I don't have any good impressions of you." The man said with regret, as if he wanted to change his view of Han Sanqian, and then
I really can't force my heart, and my expression expresses the word "tangle" vividly.
Han Sanqian simply felt that the guy in front of him was an idiot, and he didn't know how such an idiot could achieve such a state.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Han Sanqian asked again.
The man gently tapped the folding fan on Han Sanqian's shoulder.
Han Sanqian suddenly felt like he was being overwhelmed by a mountain. His energy and blood surged up, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then, his legs could no longer bear the huge gravity and they all knelt down.
"There is no need for a waste like you to dirty my hands, but the family has orders and I have no choice but to kill you with my own hands," the man said.
Han Sanqian was horrified. This Fu clan was too unreasonable and would kill people at every turn. He had not provoked this family.
"Why, why do you kill me?" Han Sanqian asked.
The man seemed to have heard the joke and laughed.
"Did I hear you right? Why do we need to kill an ant like you? A low-level creature from a low-level world, don't you deserve to die?" the man said.
