The black air was human and non-human, faceless and silent, but there seemed to be eyes staring at them in the cloud of air.
When Han Sanqian and the other three got up together, Su Yingxia and Ziqing had already protected Han Sanqian behind them in advance, and the two women looked at the black shadow extremely nervously.
Han Sanqian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to block the two women, walked in front of them, and faced the shadow directly: "No need to do this, you are not his opponent."
After saying that, Han Sanqian looked at the black shadow: "You can move the Chaos Clock away directly, you are not an ordinary person, I have to guess well, at least you are here, there should be one or two people who exist. "
"You are a mere young boy, but you can use the Chaos Clock for your own use. I don't need to say more about where the Chaos Clock is. It seems that you are not simple." The black shadow said softly.
Its voice, indescribable, gives people a very depressing feeling.
If the previous voice seemed to be pinching your throat, then now this voice is like pinching your throat and speaking to you.
Han Sanqian smiled lightly: "It's just that the seniors think highly of it and gave it to me."
"For you?" The man was a little puzzled.
"With my strength, is it possible that I can still grab it? Since, senior, you also know the origin of this chaotic clock, then senior should know why this clock was given to me in the end, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.
"Of course I know, but why send you off?" He said.
"Because I can ring the bell." Han Sanqian said.
Obviously, although Han Sanqian only said that he rang the bell, in fact it was not as simple as just ringing the bell. Han Sanqian knew this, even if he didn't explain it, the other party should understand.
"There are as many bell ringers in the world. If you want to give it off after it rings, then tens of thousands of Taoist masters will have lost the bell long ago." The man said coldly.
"Then what if the number of rings I have never reached before?" Han Sanqian smiled lightly.
Hearing this, the man obviously froze in place.
In fact, he had already vaguely guessed in his heart what was the reason for those people outside to give the Chaos Clock to Han Sanqian.
It's just that people can't be exempt after all, and like others, he doesn't quite believe in this fact.
However, when Han Sanqian really said this, even if he didn't want to believe it, he had to admit that what he didn't want to believe in his heart might... really happened.
"Throughout the ages, the Chaos Bell has struck seven, but no one has ever struck seven, at most six." The man said coldly, and the conversation suddenly changed: "I am the one who has struck six."
"With the ability of seniors, Han believes that six tones are absolutely no problem. However, if this is the case, you should know how many times I have knocked!" Han Sanqian said.
"Seven tones!" Although he had no face or eyes, Han Sanqian clearly felt that when these two words appeared, he stared at him with all his might.
Han Sanqian nodded slightly: "Exactly."
It's reasonable, otherwise, I didn't get the Chaos Bell for six times, and he is a mere boy, so how could he get it under any other circumstances?
Therefore, he really has only one possibility to get it, and that is, as he said, he knocked seven times.
"Why can you ring seven times?" He frowned slightly, a little puzzled: "I see you as an ordinary person, what qualifications do you have?"
Faced with such slight scolding, Han Sanqian was not angry and did not want to refute: "Compared with seniors and others, Han is indeed inferior."
"You think I'll let you go if you show weakness?" He sneered.
"I never think that the weak can have the possibility of survival." Han Sanqian said: "Besides, I may not be the weak."
"Just relying on the protection of your Chaos Clock?" He said coldly. JrNovels.com