"That's right, let's wait for confirmation." She murmured, as if talking to herself: "Wan Gui can't find where he is, but I believe the results they gave will guide us to where we can find Han San.
A thousand roads."
Everyone was still confused and didn't know what it meant.
"It's getting late. Let's all go back and rest. Don't bother me while I wait for Wangui."
After finishing her words, she waved her hands gently, pretending to be looking at the sky without caring about worldly affairs.
Ye Shijun originally wanted to say something, but Futian gently touched him, indicating that he should not talk more and should know what he was talking about.
Ye Shijun thought for a while, nodded, waved his hand, and left quickly with a group of people.
As soon as they left, the stunning beauty looked at the sky for dozens of minutes, then lowered her head and sighed: "But I can't help myself."
"I know you won't forgive me, but there is really no other way."
After finishing her words, she shook her head and walked into the room. After only taking two steps, she stopped again and looked at the moon that barely emerged from the dark clouds in the sky. She smiled bitterly: "I hope this night will always be slower."
, I don’t want to find you so quickly."
"This is my only compensation for you."
After saying this, she got up and went back to the wing, slamming her door shut.
Compared with this side, Han Sanqian in the world of the Book of Heaven has gradually reached dawn under the Yin Qi.
A whole night passed, and Han Sanqian was now completely normal. He was just like normal, as if nothing had happened last night.
But this is from Han Sanqian's perspective.
If you look at it from the perspective of Sheng Yuan, the problem is completely different.
In other words, some places are the same. At least, the facial features and face condensed by Sheng Yuan's black energy now have an unusually calm expression, except for the slightest hint of excitement.
But that's the only thing that's the same here.
What was completely different about him was actually his heart last night.
From the lowest to the highest, then to the highest until it explodes, and then this explosion has continued steadily until now.
He's used to it.
He drifted. He stood at the top, and he believed that no matter what happened now, nothing could make his heart waver again.
After all, he had seen too many nonsense, bizarre things, and things beyond his own knowledge last night.
This Han Sanqian was as if he had taken some damn medicine. He was completely unimaginable. At first, he secretly manipulated his own mentality like a thief, stealing the Yin Qi from him bit by bit.
But later, he completely changed, becoming so ruthless and cruel...
He was frantically absorbing the yin energy from his body as if he was trying to get something cheap. It's not that he didn't try to resist, but the problem was that no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.
If Han Sanqian is a hungry tiger, then he is just a little sheep, a little sheep waiting to be fed, without any power to resist at all.
You know, it was nightfall last night in this underground pit, and there were countless Yin Qi rising up. In theory, it was actually enough for a newbie like Han Sanqian to continuously absorb, or even more than enough.
But what's ridiculous is that those who can't help but be satisfied have almost a third of their Yin Qi sucked away by this guy.
One third doesn't sound like much. But you have to know that Sheng Yuan has been smoking in this damn place for how many years. How much is the total amount?
So this one-third is obviously not a small number.
There is another point, which is also the most ironic and realistic, and makes Shengyuan feel desperate and numb.
This is happening right now...
He is really a living disciple of the church, starving his teacher to death.
However, the good news is that dawn breaks and the sun is about to rise.
He was looking forward to it last night, but now... he feels a little more relieved.
