Han Sanqian smiled slightly, then slightly retracted his right hand and suddenly pulled down his veil.
When the handsome face was completely unobstructed, the area surrounded by heavy soldiers suddenly retreated by half a meter. The eyes of many soldiers also changed from vigilance to fear.
Not many people in Xincheng District know Han Sanqian's face, which is understandable.
But it is impossible for most of the soldiers in the city lord's palace to be unfamiliar with this fierce man from the sky who stole the show in the martial arts arena today and even caused the whole city to chase him.
Therefore, when they saw that the person standing in front of them and being besieged by them turned out to be a fierce man from heaven, how could they not be afraid?
But in stark contrast to this group of soldiers, the middle-aged man and the charming woman did not take a step back at this time, and even took a few steps forward while looking at Han Sanqian.
At this time, there was no trace of fear on their faces, but instead, there was a sense of joy.
"Is it really you, Han Sanqian?"
"Holy crap, aren't we dreaming?"
The middle-aged man and the charming woman were dumbfounded. They wanted to reach out and touch Han Sanqian, but they didn't dare for a moment. They could only look at him and murmur to themselves.
Han Sanqian didn't hold back at all. He directly grabbed the two people's hands, placed their hands directly on his left and right faces, and smiled softly: "Do you think it's true or false?"
Feeling the warmth on Han Sanqian's hands and face, how could the two of them not know that this was not a dream, but a fact that was really happening before their eyes?
"Damn it, the two old thieves Lu Wushen and Ao Shi, and even a bunch of idiots from Yaoshen Pavilion, couldn't kill you back then?" the middle-aged man said excitedly and unbelievably.
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Han Sanqian smiled and nodded.
"Hahahaha, Qing Ji, what the hell am I telling you? Did you see it? Damn, facts speak louder than words." The middle-aged man excitedly pulled the charming woman next to him and shouted.
The charming woman also had a slight smile on her face. With her charming face, her smile was extremely warm: "Okay, okay, everything you said is right."
"When we said goodbye to each other in the Immortal Valley that day, I really thought it was a farewell. Later, I vaguely heard the news that you were still alive. To be honest, it was all hearsay. We didn't take it seriously at all, but I didn't expect..." The charming woman said lightly
He shook his head lightly and smiled bitterly: "It seems that there are some things. There is no smoke without fire."
"I have to thank the three of you who helped me in Sleepy Immortal Valley that day, otherwise, the hearsay would really be just hearsay." Han Sanqian smiled.
"Haha, how can we help? In the name of saving you, in the end we have to rely on you to save us. Let's not mention it." The middle-aged man chuckled softly.
"In any case, since the three of them dared to risk their lives to save Han Sanqian that day, Han Sanqian has remembered the three of them since then. If we meet again in the future, we will be grateful."
"It is indeed a happy occasion for you and me to get together today, but unfortunately we are on different sides. Therefore, all Han Sanqian can do is to sacrifice his life to repay the feelings of that day."
After finishing his words, Han Sanqian glanced at the two of them: "Let's do it, Han Sanqian will never make any resistance."
That's right, this middle-aged man is none other than Mo Beitian, the palace lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the charming woman is Qing Ji, the palace lord of the Hundred Demons Palace.
Han Sanqian had already recognized the two of them when he saw them after coming out, so he did this.
"No wonder you just surrendered and didn't fight as soon as you saw us. We both thought there was something fishy about it, but we didn't expect it to be like this." Mo Beitian smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Qing Ji didn't speak, she just shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly.
"Okay, now that Han Sanqian has said this, I won't say any more. Where are the generals of the Demon Palace?"
"exist!"
In the crowd, many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace raised their arms and shouted.
"His Royal Highness's disciple of Bai Yao Palace!" Qing Ji also shouted coldly.
"exist!"
Another group of elites raised their arms and shouted.
"Listen to my order and kill him!" Mo Beitian raised his hand and shouted.
"Kill!" Qing Ji followed closely behind, flexing her arms.
Behind them, nearly a thousand disciples held long swords in their hands, ready to attack.
