Everyone was puzzled again.

"Wait?" Ye Shijun asked suspiciously.

"Yes, wait for a certainty." She murmured, as if she was talking to herself: "The ghosts can't find where he is, but I believe the results they gave will guide us to the path where we can find Han Sanqian."

Everyone was still confused and didn't know what it meant.

"It's getting late, so go back and rest, don't bother me waiting for the ghosts."

After the words came, she waved her hand gently and looked like she looked only at the sky and did not care about the world.

Ye Shijun originally wanted to say something, but Futian gently touched him, indicating that he should not speak too much and be tactful.

Ye Shijun thought about it, nodded, waved his hand, and left quickly with a group of people.

As soon as they left, the stunning beauty looked at the sky for dozens of minutes, then lowered her head and sighed: "But she can't help it."

"I know you won't forgive me, but there's really no other way."

After the words came, she shook her head and walked into the room. After only two steps, she stopped again, looked at the moon that had barely spread out from the dark clouds in the sky, and smiled bitterly: "I hope this night will always be slower, I don't want to find you so soon."

"This is my only compensation for you."

After saying that, she got up and went back to the wing room, and closed her door heavily.

Compared with this, Han Sanqian in the Tianshu world has gradually arrived at dawn under the yin energy.

A whole night passed, and Han Sanqian was already normal at this time, and he was no different from usual. He was guarding against Buddha. Nothing happened last night.

But this is from Han Sanqian's perspective.

If we look at it from the perspective of the Holy Yuan, the problem will be completely different.

Or, it is the same in some places. At least, the facial features and face condensed by the black energy of the Holy Yuan are extremely calm, except for a little excitement.

But the same is only here.

What is completely different for him is actually his heart last night.

From the lowest to the highest, then to the highest and all the way to the explosion, and then this explosion continued steadily until now.

He's used to it.

He floated, he stood at the top, and he believed that no matter what appeared again, his heart would be turbulent again.

After all, he had seen too many nonsense, bizarre, and beyond his cognition last night.

Han Sanqian was like his mother taking medicine, completely unimaginable. At first, he secretly stole his mentality like a thief and stole the yin energy on his body bit by bit.

But then, he completely changed, becoming so ruthless and so cruel...

He was crazy about absorbing the yin energy in his body as if he didn't want money to get a bargain. It was not that he had tried to resist, but the problem was that it was useless for him to struggle.

If Han Sanqian was a hungry tiger, then he was a little sheep, a hungry little sheep, and he did not have any power to resist at all.

You know, this pit was at night last night, and countless yin energy surged. In theory, it was enough for new people like Han Sanqian to absorb it, and it was even more than enough.

But what I'm talking about is that those who cannot be satisfied, and their yin energy was almost sucked away by this guy.

It sounds like one-third is not much, but you have to know that Shengyuan has sucked in this ghost place for many years, and how much is the total amount it has been.

Then this third is obviously not a small number.

Another point is that it is the most ironic and realistic, and it is even more desperate and numb.

Now this...

What a real life disciple of the church, starving his teacher to death.

Fortunately, the dawn is about to rise.

He had expected it last night, but now... he has a little more relief.
Chapter completed!