Han Sanqian smiled, stretched out his little finger, gently hooked Nian'er's little finger, and gently pressed his thumb on her small thumb.

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The snow of blood spread for a full seven days.

This morning, Fujia suddenly rang the alarm bell.

After the Fu family members heard the bell, they ran towards the main hall in a panic. Han Sanqian gently opened the door, watching everyone in a hurry.

Suddenly smiled lightly.

What should come, finally, is here.

When Han Sanqian arrived at the main hall, the main hall was already crowded with people.

The disciples of the Fu family were dressed in the uniform of the family and stood neatly on the playground outside the main hall.

Seeing Han Sanqian, all the disciples shouted in unison: "I have met Deputy Patriarch Han!"

Futian stood right in front of the crowd, with several senior executives standing beside him, dressed in white and with a determined face, at this moment, seeing Han Sanqian, Futian went up to meet him and said, "Sanqian, you are here. "

Han Sanqian nodded.

"It's good to be here. The top of the blue mountain has officially announced that the martial arts tournament will be held on the roof of the world, the top of Qishan Mountain. It will officially start in a month."

Han Sanqian nodded: "It seems that they can't wait."

Futian sighed, and then, with a wave of his hand, a dozen or so disciples in the crowd took a step forward. Futian pointed to the disciples present and said to Han Sanqian: "This is the twelve most elite members of my Fu family. Disciple, this time, they will accompany you to the top of Mount Qi."

Han Sanqian glanced lightly, how could this group of disciples be regarded as elites? It was clearly just some young disciples that Futian randomly found.

"At the same time, I will also bring a larger team. I will declare to the outside world that you are going to Qishan with me, so that I can save you from unnecessary troubles."

On the road, there will always be lawless people with evil intentions. If Futian is willing to block for him, it is actually not a bad thing.

However, it is obvious that Futian not only has many people, but also his talents are more like elites.

Just when Han Sanqian was about to speak, a senior executive suddenly laughed and said, "Patriarch Fu, you didn't think thoroughly."

Fu Tiandun's fashion model wondered: "How is it not comprehensive?"

"Hehe, it's true that the twelve generals can protect the safety of the Han sub-clan, but in terms of daily care, do you expect them to take care of them?" the executive laughed.

Futian suddenly smiled and nodded: "It's true, this way, Sanqian must practice all the time, and then someone needs to take care of his life, Fuzhu, you are right to remind, but find Who will take care of it?."

Fuzhu chuckled and waved his hand lightly. At this moment, a figure slowly came out from behind.

Han Sanqian frowned suddenly, the person who came was none other than Fumei!

Seeing Han Sanqian, Fu Mei saluted politely.

"Fu Mei is one of the most outstanding women in my Fu family. She is not only extremely cultivated, but also has a delicate mind. In my opinion, she is the best candidate." Fu Zhu said.

"I also agree, with Fu Mei taking care of Sanqian, we old men feel much more at ease."

"That's right, Patriarch, the person who takes care of Sanqian is none other than Fumei. This also represents the importance our Fu family attaches to Sanqian."

Futian listened to the lines that had been arranged by everyone, and his acting skills were wild. After thinking for a while, he looked at Han Sanqian: "Sanqian, then let Fumei go with you." JrNovels.com