As soon as he left, the male guard just now couldn't help but wondered: "Young master, just now that man asked us if we knew the identity of the person next to him. He was listening to the old man's words. Could it be...he is the ice god?"

Hearing this, Fang Kun's face was full of disdain. In his eyes, the identity of Han Sanqian mentioned by the pangolin was the same as saying that he was Han Sanqian?

He already knew this identity in the Central Plains.

Han Sanqian's name is indeed very useful in the Central Plains, but here, in his desert city, is Han Sanqian's name still a fart?

Especially for Fang Kun nowadays, there are several happy events, not to mention one Han Sanqian, even if there are ten Han Sanqian, Fang Kun will not pay attention to them at all.

"Only by him? Also deserve him to be the ice god?" Fang Kun sneered disdainfully.

"The subordinates are just acting cautiously. After all, if he is really a true god, we... we can't afford to offend him." The male guard said.

After all, the Ice God is the God of Honor in the Desert Realm, and his status in their hearts is even greater than the image of the True God in the Central Plains.

Because the Realm of the Desert needs to rely on the Ice God in real life, the status gap between the two is naturally clear at a glance.

Fang Kun chuckled, and the corner of his mouth twitched with disdain: "Although you can rest assured, I know the bottom of that kid. If he is a god of ice, I'll show you what the hell to eat."

The male guard lowered his head slightly: "I understand."

"Go and prepare the instruments of torture. I'll wait until the young master is free, and have fun with that kid." Fang Kun sneered.

The male guard nodded, and hurriedly turned around and went to work as instructed.

After dismissing the male guards, Fang Kun was in a good mood, raised his glass with one hand, and said to the people around him: "Okay, the matter has been settled, everyone, I have important things to do, so I won't bother you anymore, eat and drink well good."

After speaking, he held up the wine glass and respected all around. After Fang Kun raised his head and drank it, he helped the eighth woman up and took a few waitresses to busy himself with his own affairs.

Seeing Mr. Fang Kun getting so close to her, the eighth woman who slandered Wanren not only felt no guilt at all, but triumphantly winked at the eighthwives beside her, announcing her victory.

"See? Master Fang not only supports my mother, but also supports her. Hmph, my mother just said that if my mother was ten years younger, I would be fascinated by him. It's not bragging. He, but I'm in my bag That's all." The eighth woman laughed.

The women next to you looked at me and I looked at you, with both disgust and envy in their eyes.

The people around both secretly pointed out the eighth woman behind their backs, and secretly sighed that the young master of the Fang family was so wise and powerful, and talked about how great it would be if they had a daughter who could marry such a man.

At this time, Han Sanqian on the other side was pushed all the way to the prison by several male guards.

The prison is located on the far left side of the front hall. After passing a large hall called Yin Yang Division, and then inside is a deep path winding for about 100 meters. There is a large cell inside, and the pangolin was imprisoned there.

From there, enter an extremely hidden path until the end, which is the entrance to the sky prison.

And this is where Han Sanqian was imprisoned.

The entrance of the sky prison is actually just a bunker-like protrusion on the ground. A stone tens of meters thick is its main gate. Beside the main gate, two fierce stone beasts split on both sides.

The two male guards each took a key about the size of a fist and put it into the mouths of two fierce stone beasts, and the stone door slowly opened with a loud bang.

Almost as soon as the door was opened, bursts of disgusting stench came from the inside, and occasionally it seemed that there seemed to be some miserable cry inside.

If it was an ordinary person, his legs and feet would have been frightened when he saw this, but Han Sanqian's face was calm.

"You're really crazy. From this place, the living come in and the dead come out." The two male guards beside Han Sanqian snorted coldly, "Go in."

Han Sanqian smiled and said nothing, took a step slowly, and followed several male guards into the dungeon.

As several people entered, the stone door behind them was slowly closed. It seemed that because of the lack of ventilation, the stench in the entire space became more intense. Several male guards covered their noses and mouths with their hands on the spot, showing a vicious look on their faces. JrNovels.com