"If you dare to force yourself endlessly or move a lot of energy in the house, I will definitely throw you out and feed the zombies. Do you understand?" Han Sanqian turned around slightly and said in a cold voice.

The old Taoist white-bearded frowned: "No, no, I'm not talking about this, next... next sentence, you said you are..."

"Are you Han Sanqian?"

"Is there any problem?" Han Sanqian raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, the anger in the eyes of the old Taoist white-bearded man was instantly replaced by shock, and his whole body even more loudly, and then his body softened and directly softened into the hole in the wall inlaid with him.

"Han...Han Sanqian, you, are you Han Sanqian who is intimidating the world?"

"It's like a fake one!" Dao Shier couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw the scared expression of the old Taoist white-bearded pissing.

The old Taoist with white beard struggled to raise his eyes, but accidentally swept over Zhong Beihai who was slightly raised to look at him. When he saw him nodding at him to confirm, the old Taoist with white beard suddenly lost his eyes: "This..."

"Go back." Han Sanqian was lazy to pay attention to him, patted Mo Yang and Dao Shier on the shoulders, and took them back to his own side.

Seeing Han Sanqian coming back, the disciples of the mysterious man glared at the ungrateful disciples of the Tianji Palace opposite each other, and then surrounded them together to form a circle of people with three layers inside and three layers outside.

He nodded to the Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng, they wanted to do what they had not completed.

Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng moved away from his body and revealed the body of Fu Mang hiding behind him. As Han Sanqian closed his eyes and observed a silence, everyone else quickly closed their eyes and devoutly paid silence for Fu Mang.

However, Han Sanqian fell into peace, and the people there made noise after a moment of peace.

After a moment of stunned silence, the people from Tianji Palace immediately dragged out the white-bearded old Taoist and Chen Shimin who were inlaid on the wall.

Sometimes, it is easy to get in, but it is very uncomfortable to get out. Especially after the bones on the body have almost adapted to the shape of the holes on the wall, they have to come out from it, and it feels sour and refreshing...

Not to mention Chen Shimin, even the old man with white beard was screaming when he was taken out of it.

"Yoyo, hiss!"

"My dear aunt is also painful, it hurts, be gentle, be gentle!"

Even though both of them tried not to make too loud noises, the surroundings were so quiet that they could not suppress their pig-like sounds.

"Oh, my face hurts, my face hurts, oh, my nose hurts too, be gentle, be gentle, you evil disciples are gentle."

"Fuck me, don't touch me, don't touch me, the back hurts, and the hands hurts!"

Han Sanqian's moment was naturally not fatal to the old man in white beard, but he was not at all prepared. He was concentrating on gathering his energy, but he didn't know that someone would come like this...

It was hit on the wall cleanly and tiringly, and it hurts a lot if you put it on!

Not to mention Chen Shimin there, he still hasn't recovered until now. If it weren't for the fact that several uncles had poured in several true qi in time to heal his wounds, he would probably be counting ducks in his mind.

Seeing Chen Shimin under treatment, the painful expression on his face gradually became extremely comfortable, and even a smile came from the corner of his mouth because the treatment was too pleasant.

The white-bearded old Taoist suddenly became angry and said, "Come here for me."

Originally, when the old white-bearded Taoist and a group of people were outside the door, they heard Chen Shimin say that the people inside were having a small holiday with him, and he was quite unhappy with the people inside at that time.

For small sects like them, it is necessary to protect their shortcomings.

After all, there are not many people in the sect and not many disciples. They are not qualified to be like the major sects, so they can only take care of their disciples. In addition, the sects are small, and the disciples are all passed down by themselves, so their relationship is better.

When he saw Han Sanqian coming out to help them, all the tricks he used were bluffing and actually had no power to test. Therefore, he thought about it and wanted to give Han Sanqian some advice.

To make everyone clear that the people in Tianji Palace cannot be provoked casually.

But where did he know, he...

He fucking capsized.

You said, "Who doesn't mess with you, why are you messing with Han Sanqian?"

I am a master of the Eight Wilderness Realm. Who is not playing? Who can’t get back the game?

But you are fucking good. If you don’t mess with me, just mess with me with such a difficult person!

"You're going to be a dog god, I'll beat you to death!"

"You are really a fucking trick on your father!"

"Do it, do it!"

As Chen Shimin walked over, soon there was a low curse from the white-bearded old Taoist while beating someone.
Chapter completed!