Moreover, he had been dead for a long time, why, why did he come back to life at this time?!
Could it be that he faked his death?
But this is simply impossible, because it is completely unnecessary.
"Ye... Old City Master Ye?" Futian frowned and said in a strange voice: "You... aren't you dead?"
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Futian's eyes, couldn't it?
Could it be that the person in front of me is a ghost?! It seems that if you look at their clothes, they are somewhat similar.
"Death?" Ye Wuhuan smiled softly and shook his head: "The way of a saint is self-sufficiency in understanding. Therefore, those who seek their principles and affairs will definitely make mistakes."
"Just like the wine glass in my hand, when you pour wine into it as usual, it is a wine glass, but if you pour tea into it, is it still a wine glass?"
After hearing these words, Futian couldn't answer for a while and could only nod in agreement.
Indeed, when people have certain prejudices or fixed cognitions, they will think according to this thinking and logic.
But this does not mean that what you think about must be the truth.
"Do you still remember what happened in Tianhu City back then?" Ye Wuhuan said with a smile.
"I still remember that it was the day when I was going to support my family, but I heard rumors in the world that there was a strange light appearing in Tianhu City. The rumor was that someone had found the Pangu clan and obtained the secret of Pangu from the Pangu clan. So.
How could you forget such a big thing?!" Futian nodded affirmatively.
"It turned out later that it seemed that Han Sanqian had obtained the Pangu Ax." Futian continued.
"The rumors are indeed true. There is indeed a village in Tianhu City called Wuyou Village. The people living in it are the descendants of Pangu who guard the secret of Pangu." Ye Wuhuan nodded.
"Then Han Sanqian..." Futian said a little bitterly: "Oh, it seems that this Pangu successor is not worthy of his name. He actually chose a waste of the earth to inherit Pangu Ax. We have so many talents in the world of Bafang. We can't choose just one qualification.
Better people come out?”
"Han Sanqian didn't get the Pangu Ax!" Just when Futian was getting excited, Ye Wuhuan interrupted him calmly.
"Han Sanqian didn't get the Pangu Ax?" Futian looked shocked.
If he didn't get it, then... who got it? How did it end up in Han Sanqian's hands!
"The Pangu clan does not have the Pangu axe. What Han Sanqian got was just a piece of armor!" At this point, Ye Wuhuan's mood obviously changed greatly.
In the beginning, it was precisely because Han Sanqian suddenly had that armor, coupled with his own support, that he caused himself to seal his throat with a sword and lose his life after being teased by that kid continuously!
Now every time he thinks about it, Ye Wuhuan feels extremely angry and angry.
"Armor?"
"Pangu's personal armor, a rare absolute defense in this world, the immortal mysterious armor."
"Immortal mysterious armor?"
"That's right, it is made of purple gold thunder and lightning. The whole body is covered with frightening lightning. If the armor is moved, a thunderstorm will inevitably strike. Wherever it passes, there will be thousands of miles of scorched earth and not a single blade of grass will grow."
"Then why do you never see Han Sanqian passing through?" Futian frowned.
"This armor is extremely miraculous. It can completely cover up one's body and function hidden in a person's body. As for its appearance, as long as he does not want it to be seen, others will not be able to detect its existence."
Futian suddenly understood, and he slapped his thigh fiercely.
Countless times of the past are constantly interspersed in my mind. They are all scenes of Han Sanqian fighting against the heroes. He resisted thousands of heroes with his own strength, but he was not harmed at all.
Gu Su Zhan, Gu Su Fengtian, or Ye Gucheng and others were under siege by the Wusong Sect...
Everything they did had no effect on Han Sanqian.
At first, Futian was as shocked as everyone else, but now, he finally understood the reason.
"It turns out that this kid is hiding such a treasure. He's so damn insidious." Fu Tianxiang understood everything. His whole body was filled with hatred and at the same time he was full of disdain for Han Sanqian.
In his eyes, he naturally would not admit it, nor was he willing to admit it. When a person can be favored by Pangu in this way, he is likely to be extremely special. He will only think that Han Sanqian got the two big names through luck.
Pangu's divine costume is why he is so successful. This has nothing to do with his own abilities.
Therefore, I have never misjudged him from the beginning. Han Sanqian is indeed a complete waste!
Suddenly, Futian seemed to remember something and frowned: "I remember that Tianhu City suddenly heard the bad news of your death not long after Qiguang appeared. Now what special information do you have about Han Sanqian getting from the descendants of Pangu?"
Clearly, could it be your death?"
"That's right, it was Han Sanqian who killed me that day." Ye Wuhuan said coldly, his only exposed eyes filled with hatred and anger.
"However, I'm afraid that boy will never imagine that I will exist in the world in another way." As soon as he finished speaking, the veil in front of him suddenly slid down gently.
