Feeling the warmth of Han Sanqian's hands and face, how could the two of them not know that this was not a dream, but a fact that really happened before their eyes?

"Damn it, the two old thieves Lu Wushen and Ao Shi, even together with a bunch of bastards from the Yaoshen Pavilion, couldn't kill you?" The middle-aged man said excitedly and unbelievably .

Han Sanqian nodded with a smile.

"Hahahaha, Qing Ji, what the hell did I tell you? Did you see that? Fuck, facts speak louder than words." The middle-aged man excitedly pulled the seductive woman next to him and shouted.

The seductive woman also had a slight smile on her face. With her charming face, her smile was incomparably warm: "Okay, okay, what you said is right."

"When I said goodbye to the Immortal Valley that day, I really thought it was a farewell. Later, I vaguely heard the news that you were still alive. To be honest, it was all hearsay. We didn't take it seriously at all, but I didn't expect..." The seductive woman lightly Shaking his head lightly and smiling wryly: "It seems that there are some things, there are really no waves without wind."

"I would also like to thank the three of you for your help that day, otherwise, the hearsay would really be hearsay." Han Sanqian smiled.

"Hehe, what can we do to help? In the name of saving you, we have to rely on you to save us in the end, so let's not mention it." The middle-aged man laughed softly.

"In any case, since the three dared to risk their lives to save Han Sanqian that day, Han Sanqian remembered the three from then on. If we meet again in the future, we will be very grateful."

"It's really a happy event for you and me to get together today, but what's wrong is that you and I are in different camps. Therefore, what Han Sanqian can do is to pay back the love that day with his life."

After the words fell, Han Sanqian glanced at the two of them: "Do it, Han Sanqian will never make any resistance."

That's right, this middle-aged man is none other than Mo Beitian, the lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the seductive woman is Qing Ji, the lord of the Hundred Demon Palace.

Han Sanqian had already recognized the two when he came out and saw the two, so he did this.

"No wonder you surrendered as soon as you saw us and didn't fight. We both thought there was something tricky about it, but I didn't expect it to be so." Mo Beitian shook his head with a wry smile.

Qing Ji didn't speak either, but shook her head helplessly and smiled wryly.

"Okay, now that Han Sanqian has reached this point, I won't say any more. Where are the generals of the Heavenly Demon Palace?"

"exist!"

In the crowd, many Tianmo Palace disciples raised their arms and shouted.

"His Royal Highness's disciple!" Qing Ji also called out coldly.

"exist!"

Another group of elites raised their arms and shouted.

"Listen to my orders, punish!" Mo Beitian raised his hand and called out.

"Kill!" Qing Ji followed closely behind, showing her arms with one move.

Behind them, nearly a thousand disciples held long knives, ready to go.

But suddenly...

Mo Beitian turned around and slashed towards a group of soldiers next to him, while Qing Ji also bombarded towards the other side almost at the same time.

"Kill me!"

kill!

And almost at the same time, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Hundred Demon Hall who were in the formation also suddenly raised their knives, and slashed at the other soldiers around them as their leader rushed wildly.

Those people did not expect that their own people would suddenly raise their knives and look at them, and they all dodged. The casualties were huge, and the whole crowd became a mess in an instant. JrNovels.com