Han Sanqian frowned and turned his head warily, only to see a figure lying slightly on the clouds in the mid-air not far behind him, looking at the moon above his head.
The land of demons, with its strange sun and moon, is not beautiful at all. If I had to add an adjective, then it would probably only be weird.
This has nothing to do with looking good.
Under the faint moonlight, although she was with her back on her back, Han Sanqian could see that the figure was dressed in white. Even though she was lying slightly, it could not cover up her unique figure and a pair of slender legs that captured people's hearts.
But these are not the point. The point is that this figure can at least make Han Sanqian lower his vigilance by at least half.
It's the leader of the experts in white, the woman in white.
"Shouldn't your Excellency listen to music at the banquet? Why would you come to this place to admire the moon?" Han Sanqian stopped and couldn't help but ask.
"Did Mr. Han also come to this place?" she asked.
Han Sanqian smiled hoarsely: "Oh, I just came out to get some fresh air."
"Meeting friends is the real thing, right?" she laughed.
As soon as these words came out, Han Sanqian was suddenly shocked. Could it be that her meeting with the Silver Armored Dragon had been known to her? Moreover, the most important and annoying point at the moment was that their conversation just now was also revealed.
Has it all been heard?
"Young Master Han, don't be nervous. This...little girl just saw you and a shadow going up to the sky. As for where you went or what you said, I don't know anything about it, and I have no habit of listening to other people's whispers."
She didn't look back at all, but to be able to say this at this time, she obviously guessed what Han Sanqian was thinking.
Han Sanqian smiled: "It's not that I'm nervous, I'm just confused."
"Then Mr. Han, there is no need to be confused." She smiled softly and said, "Since Mr. Han is here as a friend, the little girl is also here as a friend."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Han Sanqian looked around, but saw no one, so he asked: "Your friend has not arrived yet?"
"No, he's here."
"Are we here?" Han Sanqian frowned. Based on his own consciousness and sensing ability, it should be absolutely impossible for him not to notice someone approaching.
"Isn't the little girl's friend Mr. Han?"
After saying this, she slowly stood up, took off the bamboo hat on her head, and then slowly turned around.
Without the cover of the bamboo hat, the veil on her face was completely removed, and her peerless appearance appeared directly in front of Han Sanqian under the moonlight.
"Is it you?" Han Sanqian frowned.
She smiled slightly: "Is Young Master Han very surprised?"
Then, she sighed slightly: "As a young master, I should have guessed it a long time ago."
"It seems that I don't know if the young lady overestimates the young master, or she has too idealistic ideas."
When Han Sanqian heard this, he was shocked and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's Han who is really narrow-minded, as expected."
"To be honest, if the girl didn't reveal her true identity in person, even if Han thought about it for three days and three nights, he would never have thought that the mysterious white-clothed masters who came to help me would be you."
"Yes, in Mr. Han's eyes, first of all, he should look down on the little girl and others, so naturally he won't think of us at the critical moment, right?"
"As for the second point, it's also very simple. In Mr. Han's eyes, we should be enemies, or to say the least, we are definitely not the same kind of people. It would be best if there is no conflict, let alone any help.
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After saying this, Han Sanqian didn't want to deny that it was indeed what she said.
"It seems that Mr. Han is a coward. Here, Mr. Han apologizes in advance."
Before Han Sanqian bowed and apologized, she raised her hand to interrupt: "Mr. Han, you don't have to be like this. In fact, your guess is absolutely correct."
Han Sanqian suddenly raised his head and looked at her in confusion.
"We are enemies. It can even be said that our hatred is to fight whenever we meet. There is absolutely no possibility of peace. Therefore, Mr. Han does not need to feel guilty for his speculation."
"Then you still want to help me?" After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he suddenly realized that what he said might be wrong, and said with a helpless smile: "I'm sorry, I should call you, Seventh Princess."
