To make it clear to everyone, the people in his Tianji Palace cannot be provoked casually.

But who knows, he...

He fucking capsized.

You said you don't want to mess with your mother, why are you messing with that Han Sanqian? !

Lao Tzu is a majestic master of the Eight Desolation Realms, who is not playing? Who can't get back in the game?

But you're damn good, if you don't provoke him, it's fine, but if you provoke him, you will make me such a difficult master!

"Damn you, I'll beat you to death!"

"You're a fucking cheat!"

"Do it, do it!"

As Chen Shimin walked over, soon, there was the old man with white beard beating someone and cursing in a low voice.

A moment later, when Han Sanqian and the others were still silently mourning for Fu Mang, at this time, there was movement in the Tianji Palace next door, and the old man with white beard walked over slowly with a few people...

When he was approaching, the old man with white beard stopped, then looked at Han Sanqian, and coughed.

Han Sanqian mourned silently with his eyes closed, without any reason at all.

The white-bearded old Daoist was extremely embarrassed for a moment, turned his face away, and when he turned his head again, there was already a smile on his face: "That...Han Shaoxia."

As soon as he yelled, Han Sanqian opened his eyes from sadness, glared at him, and said nothing.

But the white-bearded old man was visibly trembling with fright, and after regaining his stature, he smiled: "Well, the crime just now is really my ignorance, you see..."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and several disciples directly picked up Chen Shimin and walked over. At this time, Chen Shimin was almost healed by a group of master uncles from the severe pain in the wall, but when he was still not healed, he added Master's beating.

At this time, his face was blue and red, completely bruised, he didn't have the appearance of a son before, but more like a pig's head.

Han Sanqian glanced at Chen Shimin, but looked away without saying a word.

As far as he is concerned, Chen Shimin is actually not interested in him, he is just a young man, how can Han Sanqian take it to his heart, even the old man with white beard, he doesn't want to talk to him at all.

"This scoundrel is telling stories in front of me, so I was deceived by him for a while, and this is why I had a conflict with you, Han Shaoxia."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly winked at a group of disciples: "Do you think so?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"This is all Senior Brother Chen. He behaved badly and had bad morals. He provoked you, Shaoxia Han outside, and wanted to sow discord in front of Master."

A group of disciples who dared to disobey their master's orders nodded their heads one after another.

"Yes, Han Shaoxia, I, Tianji Palace, have always been peace-loving, and I, Du Yiyi, am a person who wants nothing but happiness. I noticed something was wrong before, so I have always just kept my strength and fought against you, Shaoxia." Bai The old man with a beard, Du Yisheng, said with a smile on his face in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Han Sanqian really couldn't help but rolled his eyes. This Du Yisheng couldn't help but pretend to be forceful even when he apologized. He was really speechless to the extreme.

"If you have nothing else to do, go back to your place and stay." Han Sanqian said coldly, not wanting to have a word with this old guy, it's really a waste of saliva.

Seeing Han Sanqian directly and ruthlessly issued the deportation order, Du Yisheng's smile froze on his face in embarrassment. He wanted to say more, but Han Sanqian had closed his eyes again, so he could only sigh in embarrassment. Nodding his head, he returned with his men and horses.

However, before leaving, he took another look, but stopped again. JrNovels.com