All the villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, shocked at the same time, not knowing what to do.

"It's over, it's over, that young man must have angered the Great Immortal Huangsha, the mountains are collapsing, and the flood is about to hit again. We will also usher in the disaster that happened a few years ago."

Someone suddenly wailed, almost at the same time, everyone fell into endless sadness and despair after hearing it.

Although many years have passed, the flood that destroyed the world is still deeply engraved in everyone's minds.

"Young man, you have always been arrogant, so after all, you have ruined your own life and also harmed us." Lei Gong shook his head helplessly and let out a long sigh.

He was not afraid of death, but he felt sorry for Han Sanqian, a young hero, and also for the unjust lives of most of the young villagers in the village.

But at this moment, Ningyue led Wang Simin and others, and because of the huge movement, they slowly gathered from the guards around.

Different from the panicked and confused expressions on the faces of the villagers, the faces of Ningyue, Wang Simin and the others were full of chicness, confidence, and even a faint smile on their faces.

Seeing their expressions, the old village head was immediately puzzled: "Several, do you know what happened?"

"Isn't it because the mountain in the village has collapsed?" Wang Simin laughed softly.

"Since that's the case, you can still laugh? You need to know, your friends are there. Don't you feel heartbroken at all?" Lei Gong asked anxiously, puzzled.

After all, he is their leader and also their friend. The so-called human nature, how can they not be sad and sad?

"Why are you sad and heartbroken?" Wang Simin said amusedly.

"Why is this..." Lei Gong was depressed.

"Could it be, do you want to feel sorry for that yellow sand monster for me?" After Wang Simin finished speaking, he looked at Ning Yue and the others, and suddenly the group of people looked at each other and smiled.

"You..." All the people watching the Mysterious People's Alliance were smiling, and the old village chief, Lei Gong and other people were even more confused, and it was hard to understand.

"How long do you think Han Sanqian will be back?" Mo Yang looked into the distance and couldn't help but whisper.

"At most an hour." Wang Simin said.

"I said half an hour." Ning Yue also said.

"Looking at the situation, I feel that in fifteen minutes, three thousand will be able to come back." Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile.

Hearing that several people were happily playing bets, the old village chief was in a daze, and Wang Simin said again: "Old village chief, you won't be foolish about our bet, right?"

"What you mean is that the landslide and earthquake were not caused by the Great Immortal of the Yellow Sand, but..." the old village chief said puzzled.

"The current yellow sand monster should be looking for teeth all over the floor." Wang Simin laughed softly.

Hearing this, the old village chief gasped. The Great Immortal Huangsha was beaten all over the floor looking for his teeth? !

This does not sound impossible, or even impossible.

However, seeing a group of people smiling, confident and calm, it seems that something is really going on.

A group of people fell into silence collectively. Could it be that the Great Immortal Huangsha was really angry? Instead, is it that Han Sanqian is beating Huangsha Great Immortal violently?

"If so, isn't this young man a god?" Uncle Zhang wondered.

When Han Sanqian entered the village, he was in charge of taking Han Sanqian's subordinates to stay, so he also met Han Sanqian's subordinates.

Although he is a villager with little cultivation, it is difficult to tell what skills Han Sanqian's subordinates have, but just looking at the appearance and momentum of these people, one can tell that they are a group of elites. JrNovels.com