"He...he is a mysterious person!" Suddenly, someone roared out in great horror at this time.

When the words fell, the scene was silent and the needle could be heard!

"There have been rumors in the world that when the masked man defeated thousands of Tianding Mountain soldiers in Biyao Palace, he said that he was a mysterious man. However, the mysterious man is dead, and everyone just thinks that there is a powerful masked man pretending to be him."

"If... if... if he could rescue people from the endless abyss and break the heavenly prison that can only be opened by the true god, then... then he could really be the God of War on the top of Qishan Mountain, a mysterious man!"

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up, looked at Han Sanqian, and said tremblingly.

"If the masked boss is a mysterious man, then this matter is easy to understand. After all, the mysterious man once opened a divine tomb on the top of Qishan, which is also inaccessible to the true gods."

"Yes, only mysterious people can accomplish something incredible and unconventional."

"So, he...is he really a mysterious person?"

The group of people looked pale and their eyes were so shocked that they could fall out of their sockets.

After all, in Han Sanqian's previous battle at Biyao Palace, not many people regarded him as a real mysterious person. First of all, although the battle at Biyao Palace was indeed a sensation, how could it be compared with the mysterious person who created miracles on the top of Qishan?!

Secondly, mysterious people can be said to be idol-like in the hearts of most people. Since they subjectively believe that the idol is dead, it will be difficult for anyone to take his place again, and they will naturally deny those impersonators who do not think about it.

Futian also looked at Han Sanqian incredible. As a contestant on the top of Qishan, he had witnessed the mysterious style of killing all directions with his own eyes.

He even thought that he could have such a genius in his family for many days and nights.

But now, he is in front of him!

"You...your true identity is really...a mysterious person?" Futian murmured.

"I don't deny it." Han Sanqian smiled helplessly. He originally wanted to admit his identity directly, but someone put another identity on his head.

The mysterious man is himself, and this is actually true.

This is also good. Han Sanqian's identity was announced a little later, and perhaps the effect would be better.

Futian was stunned, and everyone at the scene was stunned.

Although they had guessed that Han Sanqian was a mysterious person just now, there was no shock that he himself nodded.

Futian was stunned for a long time and slowly spoke: "Are you dead?"

"Just rely on Wang Suanzhi?" Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully.

Futian was speechless, and he couldn't help but look at Fu Mang on the side. This means that rumors in the world are not fake. Fu Mang is really with a mysterious person!

He didn't understand, and he was not willing to give up!

Why is Fu Mang, the person who is locked in the prison, walking with the mysterious person he has been thinking about day and night.

This should be him!

He is the real master of the Fu family!

He is the king of the Fu family who has the sword in the world!

No, absolutely not!

He had to find a way to change all this, and at this moment, an idea suddenly took root in his heart.

He wanted to bring the mysterious man to his side, and he would never let Fu Mang get his help.

Thinking of this, Fu Tian suddenly smiled: "Actually, I met you, Young Hero, on the top of Qishan, and I admire Young Hero, your passion. When I heard that you were plotted against by Wang Suanzhi, I felt heartbroken for a long time. I didn't expect that the fate in the world was so wonderful that I could actually see you here."

When Han Sanqian heard Futian's words, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart and said coldly: "Yes, fate is indeed wonderful!"

I'm afraid that what Futian never dreamed of was that he was still the Earthling man he once looked down on and tried every means to kill, Han Sanqian!

"Okay, since the young hero is a mysterious person, I can understand the fundamental reason why the young hero is going to join forces with us to fight against the Medicine God Pavilion. I Futian used tea instead of wine, and I wish us a happy cooperation." After that, Futian raised the teacup and drank it all in one go.

Han Sanqian just smiled and raised his head, but didn't even take a sip of tea.

"The war is imminent. Since we are already partners, there is a saying that I want to remind the young hero that sometimes don't listen to idle people's idle words." Futian put down his cup, and although he was talking to Han Sanqian, he actually looked at Fu Mang. Obviously, he was warning him about the secret between him and Fu Mang.

"It's late at night, I won't bother you anymore, say goodbye!" After saying that, Futian got up and turned around and left.

Just after Futian left, the others in the inn had no scruples and begged Han Sanqian to take them in.

Futian returned to the Ye family with great worries all the way.

Even in the middle of the night, the Ye family hall was still brightly lit. Fu Mei sat in the hall enjoying the maid's massage and eating fairy fruits.

Seeing Futian return, she frowned slightly: "How is it?"

Futian looked embarrassed, and for a long time, he sighed: "It's Fuyao."

Bang!
Chapter completed!