When it was almost time to approach, the old white-bearded Taoist stopped, then looked at Han Sanqian and coughed.

Han Sanqian closed his eyes and mourned silently without paying any attention.

The white-bearded old Taoist was extremely embarrassed at once and left his face. When he turned his head, he was already full of smiles that were not selling his body: "That...Han Han."

As soon as he shouted, Han Sanqian opened his eyes from the sadness, glared at him without saying a word.

But the old Taoist, who was obviously scared, shivered, and after stabilizing his body again, he smiled: "What, the sin just now is really my ignorance, look..."

After saying that, he waved his hand and several disciples directly raised Chen Shimin and walked over. At this time, Chen Shimin was almost treated with the severe pain from the wall by a group of uncles, but before he recovered, his master was beaten up.

At this time, his face was red and completely swollen. He didn't look like a young man before, but he looked more like a pig's head.

Han Sanqian glanced at Chen Shimin, said nothing, and withdrew his gaze.

For him, Chen Shimin is actually not interested. He is just a minion, so how could Han Sanqian take Han Sanqian to heart? Even the white-bearded old Taoist, he didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

"This evil disciple is making trouble in front of me, so I was deceived by him for a moment, and then I had a conflict with you, Young Master Han."

After saying that, he quickly winked at the group of disciples: "Do you think so?"

“Yes, yes!”

"This is all Senior Brother Chen. He is misbehaving and has a bad moral character. He has provoked you, Young Master Han, outside, and wants to spread rumors in front of his master."

The group of disciples dared not to violate the teacher's orders, and nodded one after another.

"Yes, Young Master Han, I, Tianji Palace, have always loved peace, and I, Du Yisheng, are even more innocent and have no pleasure. I noticed something was wrong before, so I have always kept my strength in the fight with Young Master," said Du Yisheng, a white-bearded old man, with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Han Sanqian couldn't help rolling his eyes. Du Yisheng couldn't help but pretend to be apologized. He was speechless to the extreme.

"If you have nothing else, go back to your place and stay." Han Sanqian said coldly. It was really a waste of saliva if he didn't want to talk to this old guy.

Seeing Han Sanqian ruthlessly ruthlessly issue the expulsion order, Du Yisheng's smile suddenly froze on his face in embarrassment. He wanted to say more, but Han Sanqian had already closed his eyes again and could only nod in disappointment and took his men back.

However, before leaving, he took a look, but his steps stopped again.

Because in the crowd, he noticed that there was a person lying quietly there, and he could almost see at a glance that the person lying on the ground was motionless and seemed to be dead.

Seeing that all of them were closing their eyes and seemed to be observing silence, Du Yisheng was even more sure of this speculation.

He waved his hand and signaled all the disciples to wait for him on the spot first. Then he frowned and slowly approached Han Sanqian.

After reaching the periphery of the crowd and leaning inward, he saw the corpse of Fu Mang who had been deliberately hidden from other angles.

However, when he saw this corpse, Du Yisheng frowned.

Weird, really weird.

Then he walked gently to the center of the circle of people.

When he was about to reach out to check, as soon as he made a move, Han Sanqian's hand had already grabbed his hand, opened his eyes and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Almost at the same time, other mysterious disciples also opened their eyes one after another.

However, Du Yisheng just panicked, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said, "He..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Han Sanqian put his hand and shouted bluntly.

How can I tolerate other people touching my own brother's corpse?

With Han Sanqian shouting coldly, Mo Yang and others stood up and blocked Du Yisheng directly, then made a gesture of inviting him to leave here immediately.

"No, I mean, he might be able to save him!" Du Yisheng was blocked and could only retreat helplessly while saying anxiously.

"Wait a moment!"

Hearing this, Han Sanqian inside spoke.

Mo Yang and others immediately turned sideways to give up a path that the two could meet but were impassable.

Looking at Du Yisheng, Han Sanqian frowned: "What did you say just now?"

Du Yisheng hurriedly said, "I mean, he may still be saved."

"But the problem is that he is dead. You didn't lie to us, are you?" Jiang Hu Bai Xiaosheng frowned.

Du Yisheng glanced at Han Sanqian and saw that he looked at him with suspicion and nervousness. He nodded and shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I see that his blood has not dried yet and his body has not yet become purple and hard. It should be that he has not been dead for long. I have to look at it to know the exact thing."

"Get out of the way!" Han Sanqian hurriedly shouted to all the disciples, and everyone immediately gave up a passage.
Chapter completed!