Zhu Yanshuo wiped his eyes, almost unable to believe that what he saw before him was the truth.
But the snapping sound was so loud that almost no one would doubt its authenticity. Especially, at this time, Ye Shijun also touched his face to prove that this fact had just happened.
"How did he do it?" Zhu Yanshuo frowned and couldn't understand for a while.
It was obvious that Han Sanqian had no time to face the attack of the second wave of iron cavalry that suddenly rushed out. He could barely resist and leave in a hurry, which was the limit of his limits. He...how could he still be there?
The gap and space can turn defense into offense, giving Ye Shijun a slap in the face?
"Is this still a human being?"
"He is a human being." Ming Yu smiled bitterly: "But who said that humans will be worse than gods?"
"Oh my God." Zhu Yanshuo couldn't help but shake his head.
Zhu Yanshuo didn't know whether this slap was heavy or not, but Zhu Yanshuo knew better than anyone the psychological damage it caused, which was almost tons.
"This guy Han Sanqian is really like the black sea among the demons, unfathomable." Zhu Yanshuo shook his head.
"For a mere city, 400,000 troops were dispatched. Do you really think that everyone can enjoy this kind of treatment?" Ming Yu sneered and looked at Han Sanqian: "They say it's for the city, but in fact, it's more for him.
Han Sanqian."
"Then it seems that Young Master Ye is pretending to be cool again this time." Zhu Yanshuo sighed.
"Who is not easy to mess with? If you want to mess with that damn Han Sanqian, he will cause trouble for himself. Can we stop him?" Ming Yu said in a cold voice: "A noble young master should be the supreme one among all, but instead
I have lost face again and again in front of Han Sanqian, and my prestige has been squandered and emptied again and again."
"It's your own fault!"
Ming Yu finished speaking, and in addition to the black energy, as soon as the snapping sound ended, another snapping sound sounded again.
Ye Shijun's hand, which was originally touching the right side of his face, subconsciously touched the left side. It hurt, it hurt terribly, and his face was even hotter.
But...but what's ridiculous is that he has been slapped twice in a row, but he was so stunned that he didn't see who hit him.
Ning Yue's side was in a tight fight, so it was obviously unlikely that he would be able to take action. Han Sanqian's side was also surrounded by iron cavalry, and it seemed unlikely that he would be able to hit him.
Then...who could it be?!
"Hey!"
Just when he was stunned, he suddenly heard a shout, and then, a black shadow flashed to the right.
He subconsciously looked to the left.
"Crack!"
Another crisp sound!
He felt a burning pain on the right side of his face.
"Hey!"
Coming again from the right!
Snap!
The left side of my face suddenly stung!
"Hey!"
"Crack!"
"Hey!"
"Pa"
The sounds of hessing and snapping began to come one after another, and the entire scene felt like entering a concert in the next ten seconds, with a constant rhythm.
But for the person involved, Ye Shijun, he did not enjoy the concert at all. He just wanted to cry.
He was like a frightened bird, not knowing what to do, hesitation and helplessness were written all over his face.
After experiencing several losses, he actually understood that as long as he moved when he heard it, he would definitely get a slap. However, the sense of oppression made his body uncontrollable and he couldn't help but move.
Even now, even if he can't hear it, let alone hearing it, his head is still shaking wildly from side to side.
"Hey, Ye Shijun."
Suddenly, a different sound than before appeared, causing Ye Shijun to stop shaking wildly. He shook his head with difficulty, and seemed to see Han Sanqian standing in front of him in his blurry vision, but
He shook his head and opened his eyes again, only to find that there was nothing in front of him.
"Who, who is calling me, who is calling me?" Ye Shijun was in a daze and roared in panic.
His face was already swollen and red, as if he had a pig's head on his head.
"Your grandpa, I'm calling you." Han Sanqian's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, smiled at him, and then raised his right hand slightly.
Ye Shijun subconsciously held his head and hid, but after seeing no reaction, he raised his eyes slightly, only to see that the hand was not meant to slap him, but just waved at him slightly as a goodbye.
What?!
Ye Shijun was a little confused and didn't react at all.
