It really seemed like I had just had a dream, everything was so illusory, but the iron seal in my hand told me that it was not just a dream.
"Hey!" Fu Mang touched his head in embarrassment and squeezed out a few words after a long while: "Well, I just saw that you were... out of control. What I wanted to do was give you a hammer to wake you up...
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Damn you, you idiot!
"What about this face? Needless to say, you were the one who slapped me?" Han Sanqian rolled his eyes in frustration.
"Before using the hammer, we were afraid of causing great harm to you, so... so..."
"So you slap him first as a sign of respect?" Han Sanqian said speechlessly.
"Three thousand is three thousand, he is very smart." Fu Mang smiled with a smile on his face.
"Come here!" Han Sanqian stretched out his hand and motioned for Fu Mang to stretch his face over.
"Damn, Fuli is awake too, let me go check on him." Fumang smiled shamelessly, and then quickly retreated.
"Damn, you bastard." Han Sanqian touched his head and face depressedly. This grandson was really capable of killing someone in a fight.
"Sanqian, you're awake, and that Fu Li is also awake. Did you kill that night demon?" Mo Yang said happily at this time.
Han Sanqian nodded: "Yes, let's go and see how the others are doing. I have something to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian stood up and left.
Mo Yang wanted to follow him out, but as soon as he chased him to the door, he could no longer see him. This guy was so fast that it was staggering.
Shaking his head, following Han Sanqian's instructions, Mo Yang got up and led a group of people to other rooms to visit the brothers who had fallen asleep.
At this time, Han Sanqian's body was already standing proudly on the roof of the inn.
The cold wind blows slightly, the bright moon hangs, and Han Sanqian's figure is like a pine tree, proud and handsome.
The night is very quiet, but also not quiet!
After dark, the city is quiet with only the chirping of frogs and birds, and even a faint snoring in a house in the distance.
But what happened was that there was still the sound of Buddha's voice hovering in the air.
It was the group of demon monks more than ten miles away, still chanting sutras.
"Should I believe you?" Han Sanqian raised his right hand gently and looked at his palm.
It was an extremely ordinary iron seal. It was said to be iron, the material was like stone, and it felt like some kind of plastic. There was a hollow in the middle, a bit like a large copper coin. The outer ring was quite ordinary, with many
The tiny particles protrude, and it feels a bit like abrasive yarn.
The only thing that is unusual is that there is a vague moon-like shape on it.
"Night Demon, Night Demon! Are your words true or false?"
Recalling the situation before Night Demon's death, Han Sanqian frowned.
His eyes are very sincere.
Especially, when Han Sanqian patted his shoulder, slightly releasing some chaotic energy into his body, he instantly understood whether Zi Qing's sudden outbreak had anything to do with Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian was indeed suppressed, but Zi Qing was not.
Zi Qing's power can suppress Night Demon, but special ordinary people cannot input energy into him.
Neither could the previous Han Sanqian.
But now Han Sanqian can do it!
The Qi of Chaos, the ancestor of all Qi, and all the spiritual Qi in the world evolved from it. Naturally, it can also transform all Qi, including the special and incomparable white Qi in Zi Qing's body.
No matter how special it is, it is also a member of the Ten Thousand Qi. The energy of chaos can naturally be simulated and absorbed by Ziqing.
It is precisely because of this that the Night Demon has changed from being ferocious to accepting the reality calmly.
Facing Han Sanqian and the energy of chaos, what else can Night Demon not accept defeat?!
For Night Demon, being defeated by these two other entities is enough to show how powerful he is. Even if he is defeated, it will be an honor to defeat him.
But, are his words credible?
Han Sanqian wouldn't believe a demon's words, especially a demon who relies on dreams to show off, so the credibility of his words is not high.
Although he failed, he still had to dig a hole for Han Sanqian to jump down if he couldn't keep it all.
But looking at it from another perspective, it is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also kind, and the Night Demon's words may indeed be a kind reminder.
The most important thing is that his words moved Han Sanqian.
"When people are in the arena, they can't help themselves!"
Everyone lives for himself, but in the end, he lives more for him. Parents live for their children, and children live for their parents. Everyone cares about the other and affects the other.
The same is true in the world of rivers and lakes. Right and wrong, interests are twists and turns. It is not easy to be alone!
"What on earth are these demon monks doing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian swung one hand in the air, and a golden light directly surrounded the entire inn. Afterwards, the barrier formed by the golden light was hidden in the night, silently guarding the place.
The figure flashed, and Han Sanqian appeared in the inn the next second.
There was a knock on the door of the Seven Monsters' room. When Liu Sha opened the door, she was surprised to see the person coming.
