In fact, revenge is just a reason to let Han Sanqian survive. For Su Yingxia, Han Sanqian's life is a blessing in her misfortune.

Fuli was silent for a moment and said, "Have you really thought about it?"

Su Yingxia nodded: "On the day of marriage, I hope you will do my last favor and kill me, okay?"

"But..." Fuli hesitated, which was contrary to their original plan.

"If I am under house arrest and married to Gu Su family, and then controlled to be born into a true god, Futian's status as the leader of the clan will be even more unshakable. Although killing me will not do any good for you and Fumang, it will have considerable harm to Futian. Isn't the bad of the enemy actually yours?"

Fuli nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

At this time, Han Sanqian and Xiaotao had already traveled for a day. Of course, he hoped to arrive at Tianlong City without stopping, but he also knew that the four dragons needed to rest for a long time.

Xiaobai and Linlong had already consumed a lot of energy due to the original battle between the Void Sect, and now they were almost asleep in their own body. If even the Four Dragons were exhausted, Han Sanqian would have to walk to Tianlong City with his legs.

Besides, Xiaotao has no cultivation, but she has been running in and out for several days and nights, so she needs even more rest.

The two of them temporarily settled in the big city, which is two days away from Tianlong City.

When he arrived at the inn, Han Sanqian Xiaotao sat down. At this time, a young master walked in with a few dog legs.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw him, he immediately met him: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Zhang? What wind has blown you? Come on, sit inside, sit inside."

The young master said proudly, and under the guidance of the shopkeeper, he sat down at an elegant place in the middle of the hall. At this time, several waiters in the store served tea, poured water, and served meticulously.

Han Sanqian didn't think much about it and drank tea on his own.

Some people began to be dissatisfied.

"Damn it, a bunch of powerful dogs, what do you mean now? They all went to serve Zhang Yongjin, don't treat us as guests, right?"

"That's not it. I'm so fucking ordering, but this damn waiter suddenly ran over to pour tea for Zhang Yongjin. What's this?"

"Okay, two brothers, don't be upset. Who makes Zhang Yongjin different from the past? Now he is not the same as Zhang Yongjin before. His identity and background are very unusual now."

When he talked about this, someone suddenly said disdainfully: "Hmph, what's the difference? Isn't his cousin Gu Su Zhan just wants to marry a torn shoe? Look, if they are proud of them, only their family members can regard marrying a torn shoe as a good thing. For me, that's a death-making person."

"You are right. I heard that the broken shoes were still looking for a waste, and shamelessly gave birth to a child for the waste. Such a woman, that is, the talents of their family, were rare." Another echoed.

"Actually, don't say that. No matter what, now that the two big families join forces, their strength is naturally incomparable. Besides, that woman is not as unrestrained as you said. After all, she is a woman who can give birth to a true god and is also very beautiful."

"Beautiful? Is it useless to be beautiful? According to me, that's just a bitch."

"Hey hey, Brother Lin, you should be careful when speaking. If Zhang Yongjin hears you say this, it will inevitably be trouble again."

"What? I'm talking about the facts, I'm afraid he won't succeed?"

At this moment, Han Sanqian frowned and turned around and looked: "Three, who is the woman you are talking about?"

The leader glanced at Han Sanqian, drank a sip of wine disdainfully, and said coldly: "Who else can it be? A bitch from the Fu clan, Fuyao."

Han Sanqian's face suddenly turned as iron as iron, and his eyes were full of murderous aura. He said he could do anything, but if he wanted to say that Su Yingxia was half a word, Han Sanqian could even use his short-term protection to the extreme.

Seeing Han Sanqian's murderous aura, the leader couldn't help swallowing: "Brother, you won't have anything to do with the Fu clan, right?"

Han Sanqian smiled coldly: "I have nothing to do with them."

"Well, that's all right." The leader let out a long sigh. Although he said he was not afraid, could he really not be afraid? If he was not afraid, why would he not even dare to mess with Zhang Yongjin?!

"But I am the waste in your mouth." Han Sanqian smiled evilly.

When Han Sanqian laughed, the man felt a little numb, but soon, he reported that if Han Sanqian was Fuyao's blue world waste husband, what would he be afraid of?

People from all directions will be afraid of a waste?!

Thinking of this, he smiled relievedly and looked at Han Sanqian's hair mockingly: "Tsk tsk, it turns out that you are the bitch's trash's trash husband. I think you are really green on your head."
Chapter completed!