Chapter: 9037

For a while, after seeing the dangers and difficulties that Han Sanqian encountered along the way, the old sweeper even felt lucky that he had always dealt with things strictly and made the things he set up so difficult, so that Han Sanqian, who barely matched him, came next Come and hone yourself.

After all, if your intensity is not as strong as before, then your trial doesn't deserve to be called a trial. You are clearly giving away benefits.

But these are really only limited to the front. After all, the things behind this, in this cemetery, are very difficult. Let alone Han Sanqian, even if I die personally, I may not be able to clear them.

Letting Han Sanqian face it on his own is really a bit overwhelming, and it even seems to be counterproductive.

Because of this reason, the old sweeper now seems to have lost the composure he used to have. On the contrary, he is a little more worried.

For him, this time was really more difficult than any time before.

Bahuang Tianshu also saw the worry of the sweeping old man. There were not many times when the old man could be so taciturn, so he understood it very well.

Patting the old man sweeping the floor on the shoulder, Bahuang Tianshu smiled slightly and said: "What are you afraid of? Don't forget, this kid is Han Sanqian. This kid is simply an invincible weakling. You expect this kid to lose? I think you might as well hope that the world will collapse."


The old man sweeping the floor glanced at the Book of Eight Desolations, thought about it for a moment, and nodded after a moment: "What you said is true. This kid has always been very stubborn."

"I also hope that he can remain strong until the end."

"He can't fail this time, and he won't be able to fail in the future."

Seeing that he had solved a lot of problems at once, Bahuang Tianshu smiled and said: "I dare not say whether he will fail in the future, but at least this guy can handle the crisis in Yetian City this time."

"That's right, you can get as much blessing as you suffer. The more suffering this kid has to endure in this trial, the more help Ye Tiancheng will get from me." The old man sweeping the floor nodded.

Bahuang Tianshu suddenly frowned: "Okay, now that we've finished talking about this kid, let's talk about something fun now."

"anything fun?"

Bahuang Tianshu smiled and said: "Tell me what is hidden in your ancient tomb."

"There are Baxia and Peacock guarding each other outside, Kui Niu guarding inside, and Si Buxiang guarding the outer gate. Han Sanqian has fought with them along the way and has made friends now, but no matter what, these They are all on the fringes of the ancient tomb, or just guardians."

"But these things, in ancient times, even though they were not very famous, they were at least quite prestigious. If these things are used as small roles, wouldn't the real big guys in them be able to dominate the world?"

Otherwise, even if the old guy deliberately arranges the formation, it is absolutely impossible to put a person of comparable strength in the middle and let several others of comparable strength become marginalized again, right?

Therefore, only this possibility can explain all this.

Seeing Bahuang Tianshu looking at him curiously, the old man sweeping the floor laughed and said, "What's the matter? None of this has to do with you. When did you, an old man, become like a woman? You just ask questions."

Bahuang Tianshu was speechless. The old man who had been wiped out said this. He was really unconvinced. However, now that I have something to ask for from this old thing, Bahuang Tianshu thought about it and decided to endure it.

"Damn, if I ask you something, you kid will start laughing at me, right? Just say a word or not."

"Look at your little appearance. If I say a few words to you, your face will change immediately." The old man sweeping the floor shook his head speechlessly. Then, with a mysterious smile, he said to Bahuang Tianshu: "What is it? Wait until Han San After Qian absorbs Yang Qi, he will definitely deal with the man in black." JrNovels.com