The sword was in his throat, and the man didn't dare to move anymore because he knew very well what he would face if he moved.

However, what made Han Sanqian feel strange was that he seemed to know what he was asking, but he seemed to not understand what he meant. He just looked at him strangely and stopped for a moment.

"I am not patient, don't challenge my patience." Han Sanqian continued.

Hearing this, he was still confused, but seeing Han Sanqian's tiny face, he still understood that something seemed to be wrong. Thinking of this, he opened his mouth.

But when he opened his mouth, his words were very strange. Han Sanqian worked hard for a long time, but he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"~!!##·!#*(" he continued, even gestured.

Unfortunately, Han Sanqian still didn't understand his intentions. However, in light of his reaction when he asked him just now, Han Sanqian suddenly realized a problem.

That is, maybe, he couldn't understand his words.

"Can you understand what I said? If possible, you nodded, and if not, you shook your head." Han Sanqian said.

He didn't say anything, but just looked at Han Sanqian mutely, and there was no movement in his head.

It's true!

However, this is a bit strange. Judging from his appearance, although he is not a member of the Central Plains, he should be a member of the demon clan. If that is the case, then he should have no problems when communicating with him.

After all, Han Sanqian has always had normal communication with people from the demon clan.

unless……

Unless these people are a minority tribe and their words are also minority languages, they will have obstacles to communication with themselves.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian paid attention to the man’s clothes.

Because the two were already very close, even if there was fog, Han Sanqian could still see clearly his clothes at this time.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I’m shocked when I see it.

Although his clothes look very simple on the surface and are no different from those worn by ordinary people, Han Sanqian still found a very strange mark on his chest.

Han Sanqian was sure that he had never seen this mark before, but he always felt familiar.

But why does it feel like this?

Almost just a moment when Han Sanqian was stunned, the man suddenly broke free from Han Sanqian's control over him and disappeared.

Only a mess was left for Han Sanqian.

"Damn!" Han Sanqian cursed in depression, and was careless for a moment and actually let him run away.

However, after running away, he ran away. For Han Sanqian, it was meaningless to keep him. Anyway, there was almost no way to communicate with him.

Sighing, Han Sanqian was not discouraged. He had encountered several people in the fog before.

If a person cannot communicate with himself, then someone will always understand some common words.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian went straight to search for the next figure.

With the experience of the first chapter, the second chapter and the third chapter are familiar with it.

Han Sanqian soon discovered another pair of legs and another person in the fog shadow. At that time, the first one was who could block a person without knowing that he could use the real ability. Now with the blessing of the Taixu Divine Step, it would be no problem to capture whom.

However, the situation that was almost the same as the first person happened again.

He was also very afraid of himself. When he saw himself, he seemed to see a ghost. He wanted to escape in a hurry. Once he was entangled by himself, he would fight back quickly.

But no matter what, the results were consistent. Shortly after he got entangled, he was eventually defeated by Han Sanqian.

With the experience of being escaped last time, Han Sanqian was under strict supervision this time and did not give the other party any chance at all.

Not only is a sword directly placed on the other party's neck, but also a hand is stuck tightly on his shoulder. You can run away from the first day of the lunar calendar, but you can't run away from the fifteenth day of the year, right?!

"Who are you?" Han Sanqian asked coldly.

Although Han Sanqian was mentally prepared, he never expected that when the familiar and completely incomprehensible language sounded again, he still felt like he was hitting a thick wall by himself.

Hold!!

"I don't care whether you can understand it or not, even if you draw it, you must draw it for me." After the words, Han Sanqian looked at him coldly.
Chapter completed!