"What about this face? Needless to say, you were the one who slapped it?" Han Sanqian rolled his eyes depressed.

"Before using the hammer, we were afraid of causing you great harm, so...so..."

"So first slap in the face?" Han Sanqian said speechlessly.

"Three thousand is three thousand, very smart." Fu Mang smiled.

"Come here!" Han Sanqian stretched out his hand, signaling Fu Mang to stretch his face over.

"Damn, Fu Li is awake too, I'll go see him." Fu Mang smiled shamelessly, and quickly retreated.

"Damn, you bastard." Han Sanqian rubbed his head and face depressedly. This grandson is really the one who beat him to death.

"Sanqian, you're awake, and that Fuli is also awake, did you kill that night demon?" Mo Yang said happily at this time.

Han Sanqian nodded: "Yes, let's see how other people are doing first, I have something to do."

As soon as the words fell, Han Sanqian got up and left.

Mo Yang originally wanted to go out with him, but as soon as he chased him to the door, he was nowhere to be seen. The speed of this guy was astounding.

Shaking his head, according to Han Sanqian's instructions, Mo Yang got up and led a group of people to visit the sleeping brothers in other rooms.

At this time, Han Sanqian was already standing proudly on the roof of the inn.

The cold wind was blowing slightly, and the bright moon was hanging. Han Sanqian's figure was like a pine, proud and handsome.

Night, very quiet, but also very restless!

After nightfall in the city, only frogs and birds are heard, and even a snoring in a distant house can be faintly heard.

But unfortunately, in the midair, there are still curling Buddha voices hovering.

It was the group of demon monks more than ten miles away, still chanting scriptures.

"Should I believe you?" Gently raising his right hand, Han Sanqian looked at his palm.

It was an extremely ordinary iron seal, said to be iron, and the material was like stone, and the touch felt like some kind of plastic, with a hollow in the middle, somewhat similar to a large copper coin. The outer ring is quite ordinary, with many small particle protrusions, which feels a bit like the feeling of sanding.

The only thing that is unusual is that there is a faint moon-like shape on it.

"Night Demon, Night Demon! Are your words true or false?"

Recalling the situation before Ye Mo's death, Han Sanqian frowned.

His eyes are very sincere.

Especially, when Han Sanqian clapped his hand on his shoulder, he slightly released some chaotic energy into his body, making him instantly understand whether Zi Qing's sudden explosion had anything to do with Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian was indeed suppressed, but Ziqing was not.

Ziqing's power can suppress Night Demon, but ordinary people basically cannot input energy to him.

The previous Han Sanqian couldn't do either.

But now Han Sanqian can do it!

Primal Chaos Qi, the ancestor of all qi, all the spiritual qi in the world evolved from it. Naturally, it can and can change all kinds of qi, including the special and incomparable white qi in Ziqing's body. JrNovels.com