On the island, Lu Yuan and the others were still looking for Han Sanqian and the others all over the island. When they returned to the house exhausted, they were almost scared to death!
It was clear that there was no one there when I went out, only the old woman was still there, and when I came back, there were already a sea of ??people gathered in front of the main hall.
If it weren't for Lu Yuan and his party, there were hundreds of people, they really wondered if they had taken the wrong medicine, or had the wrong dream!
"Wow!"
Suddenly, without waiting for Lu Yuan to go up and ask for clarification, Han Sanqian raised his hand at this time, and suddenly he heard the sound of weapons, and then looked down, a group of people, including Lu Yuan, were immediately dumbfounded Eye.
Almost like a small mountain of weapons, they were directly piled up in front of everyone...
A bunch of people are all stupid...
I've seen Hao's, but I haven't seen such a fucking man!
Even Lu Yuan, an elite from a big family, was fucking dumbfounded at this moment.
He has seen a lot of money, and he has also seen a lot of weapons, but he has never heard of or seen so many weapons piled up in a flash.
I'm afraid it's the armory on the top of the blue mountain, and that's it...
Lu Yuan was fine, the people who came out of the Eight Desolation Book were actually even more surprised at this time, and it could even be said to be terrified.
Strange world, coupled with a large number of strange beasts, in fact, it took them a long time in the eight directions world before they came out of shock.
But who knows, as soon as he came out, Han Sanqian came again.
A mountain of weapons!
And, none of it is junk.
To put it bluntly, if these weapons are sold one by one, Han Sanqian can say that he is rich and invincible!
Even Du Yisheng, who has always been very prudent, couldn't help swallowing his saliva at this time: "This is so fucking arrogant, shit, my sect warehouse in Tianji Palace doesn't have so many weapons."
Zhong Beihai nodded softly: "This is at least a hundred Tianji palaces, brother..."
Chen Shimin was also stunned, and even he felt that the shame continued to rise. Damn, in front of this kind of a bunch of strange beasts who can build a zoo, and a king of weapons that can be piled up into a mountain with one hand, this so-called "disciple of Tianji Palace" "Honor" status, shit, it's really embarrassing and almost thrown to his grandma's house. Although he thinks he has a thick skin, he can't stand the irony of such a big gap.
Wang Simin was also dumbfounded. Back then, Han Sanqian was just a sick chicken in his own eyes, but now he is not only a mysterious person in the scorching rivers and lakes, but also a famous demon god. Beasts...
If it is said that there is a saying in the world that there are scholars who are farewell for three days and look at each other with admiration, then Han Sanqian is really not three days, at least hundreds of millions of years!
Because his change is too unreal...
"What are you all doing in a daze? Ningyue presided over and divided everything up. Baguio Palace is full of girls, so they are the first choice." Han Sanqian didn't care about their stunned reactions at all, and he was very calm.
Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the female disciples of Baguio Palace, who were already stunned, even showed undisguised excitement and admiration in their eyes.
With great ability and handsome appearance, looking down on the world is enough to capture their hearts, but Han Sanqian is so rich and rich that it is outrageous.
Isn't this the perfect man that they perfectly describe themselves in their hearts? !
Not to mention them, even Ning Yue looked at Han Sanqian in surprise at this moment: "Get the one from Bi Yao Palace first?"
"Is there a problem?" Han Sanqian said indifferently, and then gently hugged Han Nian: "I will take Nian'er outside for a walk, and after an hour, we will gather in front of the island and set off."
"Nian'er, Dad will take you to see peach blossoms." Smiling at Han Nian, Han Sanqian said softly. JrNovels.com