"Crisis?" Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully.
Lu Ruoxin was not angry, but softly ordered his followers: "Come here."
"exist!"
"Camp here! Prepare some good food and wine. Besides, let the Seventh Elder bring a few people over to look for him!" Lu Ruoxin glanced at Han Sanqian and ordered.
"yes!"
"No need." Han Sanqian refused coldly. Looking at Lu Ruoxin, he said: "Han Sanqian's life doesn't need anyone's help, Lu Ruoxin. Put away your set, what you promised me."
"You!" Lu Ruoxin was angry, and kindly thought that this guy was both a cloth camp and a healer. In the end, he didn't appreciate it at all, which really drove her crazy!
In the situation where Miss Lu's family is pursued by thousands of people, only others have tried their best to make her happy, and she doesn't even need to give any feedback, as long as she nods, those people will be as happy as a pug seeing a bone, What else is needed? !
But now, she not only responded, but also took the initiative to care about him, and even lowered her attitude to let people arrange good wine and food again. What kind of treatment is it to send the elders of the strongest Blue Mountain Pavilion on the top of Blue Mountain to treat him? !
Even if he is himself, he is not eligible to enjoy the treatment of the elders of the Blue Mountain Pavilion before he gets the command of the Blue Mountain Pavilion. The Blue Mountain Pavilion is only responsible to the patriarch, naturally. Only patriarchs have this kind of treatment.
But now, I have given the best treatment to Han Sanqian, and it is self-evident what position I hold him in. Lu Ruoxin never even thought that he would pay so much for a man and treat him so well. But now...
She did it, and the men in her impression should be happy. They were so crazy, but they were here with Han Sanqian. It's an extremely cold face and ruthless rejection.
"Things, things, you only have that person and your things in your eyes? Didn't you receive the letter?" Lu Ruoxin said angrily in a cold voice.
"I got it, so what?" Han Sanqian said coldly.
Even though the letter was in Su Yingxia's handwriting, even if she wrote those words, Han Sanqian didn't believe that she would change her mind!
In Han Sanqian's heart. Su Yingxia must have been forced to do nothing.
"So what?" Hearing this, Lu Ruoxin was so angry that he vomited blood: "You can't read? Or do you think someone forced her?"
"Even if you didn't force her, so what if you changed your mind? But I like her. Is it enough to love her?!" Han Sanqian said coldly with a firm face.
Still like her, love her!
These words hit Lu Ruoxin's heart like a hammer. It made her feel difficult to breathe for a while.
After a long time, Lu Ruoxin adjusted from his anger, looked at Han Sanqian viciously, and smiled coldly: "The end result of licking a dog is very miserable, Han Sanqian, what's the use of you being stubborn in front of me."
"I'm afraid you won't be happy after reading Su Yingxia's letter." After speaking, Lu Ruoxin angrily took out a letter from her pocket.
Su Yingxia's letter?
Hearing Lu Ruoxin's words, Han Sanqian immediately became nervous, especially when he saw the letter he took out, he couldn't bear it anymore.
But just when it was about to be handed over to Han Sanqian, a big hand suddenly appeared, snatched the letter, and looked up, the golden armored soldier had already come to him at this time, and he grabbed the letter with his right hand. He wrote the letter and looked at Han Sanqian with a smile: "You are Han Sanqian?"
Han Sanqian frowned, glanced at the letter, and was caught by him, so he looked at him coldly: "Who are you?"
"Under Xia Kun, the Desert King City is also called the successor of the Desert City."
"It has something to do with me, return the letter to me!" Han Sanqian was lazy about the desert king city, the desert city, and he had no interest in the so-called successor. In his eyes, he only had everything about Su Yingxia.
As Han Sanqian snatched it, Fang Kun raised his hand slightly and moved the letter further away. At this time, he smiled lightly: "We worked so hard to send the letter here. You can take it as you say, it seems that you can't." Is it suitable, Mr. Han?"
"What do you want?" Han Sanqian asked coldly. JrNovels.com