When he was approaching, the white-bearded old man stopped, looked at Han Sanqian, and coughed.
Han Sanqian closed his eyes and mourned silently without paying any attention to him.
The white-bearded old Dao was extremely embarrassed for a moment and turned his face away. When he turned his head again, his face was already filled with a smile that showed off his artistry but not his personality: "That... Mr. Han."
As soon as he shouted, Han Sanqian opened his eyes from sadness, stared at him, and said nothing.
But the white-bearded old man was obviously frightened. After regaining his balance, he smiled and said, "Well, the crime just now was really due to my ignorance. Look..."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and several disciples directly picked up Chen Shimin and walked over. At this time, Chen Shimin had just recovered from the severe pain in the wall that had just been cured by a group of martial uncles.
The master's violent beating.
At this time, his face was green and red, completely swollen, and he looked more like a pig head than before.
Han Sanqian glanced at Chen Shimin, said nothing, and withdrew his gaze.
As far as he was concerned, he had no interest in Chen Shimin. He was just a small minion. How could Han Sanqian take it to heart? Even the white-bearded old man, he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.
"This scoundrel started making trouble in front of me, so I was deceived by him for a moment, and then I had a conflict with you, Mr. Han."
After saying that, he quickly winked at a group of disciples and said, "Do you think so?"
"Yes yes yes!"
"This is all Senior Brother Chen. He behaves badly and has bad moral character. He provoked you, Young Master Han, outside, and he also wanted to stir up trouble in front of Master."
How could a group of disciples dare to disobey their master's orders, so they all nodded.
"Yes, Young Master Han, I, Tianji Palace, have always been peace-loving, and I, Du Yisheng, am even more of a lustless person. I noticed something was wrong before, so I always reserved my strength in my fight with you, Young Master." Bai Bai
The bearded old man Du Yisheng said with an embarrassed smile.
Hearing this, Han Sanqian couldn't help but roll his eyes. This Du Yisheng couldn't help but show off even when he apologized. He was really speechless to the extreme.
"If you have nothing else to do, go back to your place and stay." Han Sanqian said coldly, not wanting to have another word with this old guy. It was really a waste of words.
Seeing Han Sanqian directly and ruthlessly issuing the deportation order, Du Yisheng suddenly had an awkward smile on his face. He wanted to say more, but Han Sanqian had already closed his eyes again, and he could only cry bitterly.
He nodded and returned with his troops.
However, before leaving, he took one more look, but stopped again.
Because among the crowd, he noticed at this moment that there was a person lying quietly there. He could almost tell at a glance that the person lying on the ground was motionless and seemed to be dead.
Looking at all of them with their eyes closed as if in silence, Du Yisheng was even more sure of this guess.
He waved his hand, signaling all the disciples to wait for him where he was, and then slowly approached Han Sanqian with a frown on his face.
After arriving at the outskirts of the crowd and leaning closer, he could completely see Fu Mang's body, which had been deliberately hidden, from other angles.
However, when he saw the corpse, Du Sheng suddenly frowned.
Weird, really weird.
Then he walked gently to the center of the circle of people.
When he was about to reach out to check, as soon as he made a move, Han Sanqian's hand had already grabbed his. He opened his eyes and said coldly: "What are you doing?"
Almost at the same time, other disciples of the mysterious man also opened their eyes.
However, Du Yisheng just panicked, glanced at the body on the ground, and said: "He..."
"It has nothing to do with you." Han Sanqian put down his hand and shouted politely.
How could he tolerate others touching his brother's body at will?
Following Han Sanqian's cold shout, Mo Yang and others stood up directly, stood in front of Du Yisheng, and then made a gesture of invitation, signaling him to leave immediately.
"No, I mean, maybe he can still be saved!" Du Yisheng was blocked by someone and could only retreat out helplessly while saying anxiously.
"Wait a moment!"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian inside made a sound.
Mo Yang and others also immediately stepped aside to make way for a path where the two of them could meet, but which was impassable.
Looking at Du Yisheng, Han Sanqian frowned: "What did you just say?"
Du Yisheng said hurriedly: "I mean, maybe he can still be saved."
"But the problem is that he is already dead. You didn't lie to us, did you?" Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng frowned.
Du Yisheng glanced at Han Sanqian and saw that he was looking at him suspiciously and nervously. He nodded and shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I see that his blood has not dried yet and his body has not turned purple yet."
He is stiff, he must have been dead not long ago, I have to take a look to know for sure."
"Get out of the way!" Han Sanqian hurriedly shouted to all the disciples, and everyone immediately made way for a passage.
At this time, Du Yisheng stopped talking nonsense and hurriedly walked towards Fu Mang's body next to Han Sanqian...
