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The first thousand six hundred and sixty-five chapters must have a backbone

"Han...Han Sanqian? Oh, he went to work in the garden." Zhexuzi felt a little weak, and then he panicked in embarrassment.

Qin Shuang did not doubt that this was what the slave should do. "Go and call him back."

"Call back? Now?"

Qin Shuang's face turned cold: "Can you have to wait for you to have some food before going?"

"Hehe, if senior sister is willing, then I..." Zhexuzi didn't dare to continue the second half of the sentence, because Qin Shuang had already put the sword on his neck at this time.

Qin Shuang said coldly: "Don't you call?"

Zhexuzi nodded and looked at the little blackzi next to her. The bastard kept huddling and standing there with a very complicated look. He had a greed for Qin Shuang and some sinister things that Zhexuzi couldn't say.

"Where is Han Sanqian?"

Of course, Qin Shuang is not just a fancy air. She has always been talented and smart, and soon something went wrong with Zhexuzi.

Faced with Qin Shuang's questioning, Zhe Xuzi was suddenly panicked and swallowed even more for a while.

Say it is not true, and if you don’t say it is not true.

When Qin Shuang pressed the sword against Zhexuzi's neck again, Zhexuzi then peed and said, "He...he went to Ciyun Cave!"

"Ciyun Cave!"

Hearing this, Qin Shuang's cold face suddenly became a little sad. Why are you going to that place? Are you looking for death?!

Without thinking too much, Qin Shuang quickly got up and flew straight towards Ciyun Cave. Zhexuzi thought for a long time, but finally chose to go up the mountain to find help from senior sisters and brothers.

He didn't dare to go to the place of Ciyun Cave at all.

When he arrived at Ciyun Cave, he saw the closed door of the cave entrance. Qin Shuang had a hint of sympathy in his cold eyes. Although this waste was a real waste, he had just received the Sifeng from Qin Qingfeng for a few days and died.

Thinking about his life, it's quite sad.

At this time, after several rounds of the hole, Lin Longlong was beaten continuously and finally drilled back into Han Sanqian's arm. Han Sanqian was beaten so hard that he began to lose his strength due to excessive bleeding.

Feitou's teeth were so powerful. As long as he crawled past Han Sanqian, even if Han Sanqian was ready to hide, he would still be scratched instantly. Once scratched, even if it was just a very thin crack, the wound would continue to flow.

"Damn, are your teeth very powerful?" Han Sanqian shouted angrily. The next second, when the head flew over again, Han Sanqian twitched, and his body suddenly shone with a sharp light. A big axe suddenly blocked in front of him.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the flying head suddenly made me feel dizzy.

"Come on, keep going! It depends on whether you are hard or it is hard!" Han Sanqian suddenly felt energetic.

Holding a magic weapon against the sky, who in this world can compete with it?

Feitou stopped attacking, turned around and got into the darkness, and the skeleton hand followed closely.

A moment later, a cold voice came from inside: "Boy, what's your name!"

"It's all your business!" Han Sanqian said angrily. "You'll fight quickly."

Damn, I just had to beat and kill if I had a disagreement. Now if I want me to answer, will I answer?!

"Young man, don't be so impulsive. What about us talking about business?!"

"If you don't want to talk, there is nothing to talk to with you." Han Sanqian said.

You need to be strong in life, you don’t do whatever you do.

"You!" The voice inside suddenly became angry. Han Sanqian wanted to play these things, which was better than many people. After all, he had never seen any tricks in this big dye vat on Earth. After a while, the man's sneer came from inside.

"Yes, Lin Mengxi's slutty woman is all this kind of evil, so over the years, I'll kill the other one, which makes me very happy."

"Who is Lin Mengxi?" Han Sanqian said strangely.

"Hehe, boy, you don't even know your master's name. Is that what you are a disciple?" said voice disdainfully.

Han Sanqian shook his head. He actually refused to chat. After all, he couldn't be too spineless. But thinking that he needed some time to recover, he responded: "Why don't I remember my master's name? His name is Qin Qingfeng, but not Lin Mengxi."

"Qin Qingfeng? Are you Qin Qingfeng's apprentice?" Hearing Han Sanqian's answer, the voice inside suddenly became very nervous, with a sense of excitement and excitement.

Han Sanqian was about to answer, but suddenly there was a terrifying cry from inside.

But for a moment, she stopped crying again: "How is your master? Under his leadership, the Xuwu Sect should be very prosperous, right?"

Han Sanqian slapped: "Senior, how long has it been since you went out?"

"How long does it take, I can't even remember it."

"That's not surprising. The Xuwu Sect doesn't even exist in the seven peaks. There is no way to lead or not."

"What? Qifeng no longer exists?" The voice was puzzled, and the next second, he suddenly became angry: "Then are you all eating shit? You must be unsuccessful, which led to the decline of Qifeng, right?"

"Before I came, Qifeng was gone. I was the last and only apprentice of my master."
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