Han Sanqian only cared about eating, and said with a poetic smile, "Uncle Fumang called you dogs. You are really right. You don't even know who you are looking for, so you are just swearing with this mouth?"

As soon as Shiyu's voice fell, Sanyong had come to the table at this time, and stood directly behind Han Sanqian.

That humble appearance made Futian's heart suddenly cold.

"Sanyong, what do you mean?"

"Where are you going? Are you old and dizzy?"

The executives who helped the family were also in a hurry.

"Patriarch Futian, Han Sanqian is the most important person in our Nihility Sect. He can be the master that the head of Qin Shuang can be, and he can be the master that the head of Qin Shuang can't be." At this time, Elder Erfeng smiled, turned around and walked towards Han Sanqian.

"Are you crazy? You handed over the Nihility Sect to Han Sanqian? Do you know who Han Sanqian is?" Fu Tian was stunned, looking at Elder Sanfeng and Lin Mengxi in disbelief.

"Han Sanqian is just a lowly creature on the earth, and your Nihility Sect is also a sect of our Eight Directions World. Are you worthy of your ancestors by doing this?"

"Has your Void Sect been confused by him? Or has he threatened you? Don't worry, with us here, no one can threaten you."

As soon as Fu Tian said it, a group of executives also impatiently said that the Wuzong was controlled by Han Sanqian, which was something they could hardly accept.

How did this group of people know what Han Sanqian had paid for the Nihility Sect? Naively, he even tried to buy off the Void Sect with just a few words.

"It is precisely because I am sorry to the ancestors and the ancestors that the Nihility Sect will let Han Sanqian be the talker." Elder Sanfeng smiled and left them and walked towards Han Sanqian.

Fu Tian and the others looked at each other, and finally set their sights on Lin Mengxi and Qin Shuang.

"Elder Lin, they are confused, but you can't be confused. Obviously, they are worried about your daughter's power, so they teamed up with Han Sanqian, and the purpose is to make your mother and daughter empty." Futian locked his last hope On Lin Mengxi's body.

"Yes, Master Lin, if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your daughter."

Lin Mengxi smiled indifferently: "I'd rather he put my daughter aside, or even marry my daughter." After speaking, Lin Mengxi also walked towards Han Sanqian, pulling Qin Shuang.

"This, this... Listen, is this what a mother should say? This is simply brazen and shameless." Fu Tian stomped his feet, but there was nothing he could do.

Han Sanqian stopped his chopsticks, and while chewing what was in his mouth, he finally raised his head and looked at Futian quietly, his whole being calm and breezy.

"Does the patriarch Futian feel that the food in the inner hall is not delicious, so he came to guard me? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be? The inner hall is a white jade table with golden chopsticks and jade bowls. What about me? Hehe, Pu It's just common sense." Han Sanqian said indifferently.

"Sanqian, don't you understand this? From the perspective of human logic, it shouldn't be. But if you think about it from the perspective of a dog, isn't it easier to explain?" Fu Mang looked at Fu Mang. Tian Leng sneered.

"After all, dogs are different. This beast will never taste good in its own bowl, but it will think it is a good thing in other people's bowls even if it is shit."

As soon as Fu Mang's words came out, a group of people immediately roared with laughter, and even many guests watching the excitement outside were also teased by Fu Mang to cover their mouths and snigger.

Futian and Fumei's gang had blue and red streaks on their faces, their complexions were ugly, and the fierce light in their eyes could kill people.

"Fu Mang, if you have the guts, repeat what you just said." Fu Tian shouted coldly.

"See if I don't tear your mouth open." Fu Mei also threatened.

"Say it again? So what if you say it ten times? Do you really think that your Fu Ye coalition army is strong?" Fu Mang sneered. With Han Sanqian around, he has nothing to worry about.

To some extent, Han Sanqian's battle had obviously completely conquered him.

Faced with such a provocation, Fu Tian directly raised the knife on the spot and immediately wanted to strike.

But as soon as he moved, a flying stone hit Futian's knife again, and Han Sanqian smiled softly: "Why are you so angry? Do you think you can scare someone by being angry?" JrNovels.com