I am Han Sanqian

Chapter 2,08, Korean three thousand identity

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The whole virtual is not blown by a breeze.

That is the fresh-new wind in the world, the fragrance of the soil, also has natural tastes, and there is no sense of nothing. I don't know how long it is not so simple but I have a natural flavor.

The whole virtual is unreasonable, quiet.

Without any sound, even, even breathing, but also stopped, there is a unmanned area, and people feel scared.

Ye Siwei and other people face cold, and they look at the sky.

For a long time, for a long time, he failed to return.

San Yong and Lin Meixi and others, just like it.

how could this be!

? "Have I spent it?"

Wu Yan rubbed his eyes and tried to try his hand in his hand, taking a mobility array, but obviously, the head of the head at this time is just a waste wood.

The five-six peak elders have almost the same retreat, which is the movement of their inner fear to make them aware.

Three heroes reflected, both hands grabbed their hair, he only felt his scalp hair.

The virtual array of virtual is most proud, stands standing in the world, and the self-opening of the mountain is full of hundreds of thousands of years without falling, but it is destroyed today.

He didn't know how to laugh, or cry, it is still sad.

"This is impossible, this is impossible, virtual anti-aircraft spells, no power, it is impossible to break, this is absolutely possible.

Ye Lis City muttered, obviously difficult to accept the reality in front of you.

"It seems that the legend is true.

Qin Sau is at this time, smiled slightly.

"Legend?"

Above the hall, everyone is looking for the Qin Strip, waiting for her answer.

"Han Sanyan has a dish ax.

Qin Shuang smiled nature.

Putu? I heard this, everyone collectively.

"Frost, you said ..."

San Yong is unbelieving Qin Shuang.

"No, wrong, this is wrong, you said, the mask is mysterious, the mysterious man is Han Sanyan, but how can Han Sanqi will have a dish ax? Pangu ax has the Han three thousand .

The second-peak elders have resolutely shake their heads, which is hard to understand.

The three elders also nodded.

"It's a very complicated yourself, I have to feel that the unrequited Korean three thousand is pretending to support the Han three thousand. Do you really haven't thought about it, is they the same person? Wearing a colored glasses to see people, do yourself Dizzy, isn't it ironic? "

Qin Shuang laughed.

"You ... you said, Han Sanyan is Han 3,000?"

Sanong face pale.

"I said yesterday.

Qin Shuang is quiet.

"But is he not dead?"

Two peaks.

"He didn't die, just alive with another way.

Qin Cream smiled.

The three-peak of the old and one butt, the whole person tongue: "The mysterious people!

"Yes."

Qin Shuang smiled.

In fact, in addition to the first time, I said that there is no one's identity information that I don't want to go through Han 3,000. However, when Han Sanyi has taken the ancient ax, she knows that Han Sanyi has no need for any secret. .

"You said, in the top of the mountain and many masters, it is ... Is Han 3,000? The person who got the anx ax, it is also Han 3,000, they, they are from beginning to end a person ? "

The three-live mentality is about to blow.

"Yes!

Qin Shuang faintly said.

"Hey!

Three gods can no longer can't help, a blood is directly sprayed directly.

"Haha, hahahaha, I ... What did I do this? Han Sanqi, mysterious people, Panu ax!

Hahahaha!

"Lie Zongzong, I am gone, three thousand, only one scoop, hahaha, it turned out, it refers to Han 3,000.

But I ... but I think he is just ... but it is just a waste. From the beginning, he is full of discrimination.

"Do I have qualified to discriminate against him? He is God, what am I? But it is an antique.

San Yong Shi smiled and looked at your own hands. The whole person smiled and cried. "I thought that everything in the sake of virtue, even still, I think I will be the person of Zhongxingmen, the fact? But it is a sinner, I ruined everything.

"What else does I live in this world? But I am dead, why is it facing a ancestor?"

Three forever decadently on the ground.

The second three peaks, the old, the eyes, the eyes are looking forward to each other, shocking.

Lin Meixai's eyes are still sluggish, weak water, only one scoop, the ancestors, actually being wrong, and it is a big mistake.

San Yong is a sinner, she is not!

"Impossible, impossible, that waste, how can the waste may be Han 3,000, and how can it be mysterious?"

The lone city is very popular in the eyes, and it is more unwilling.

The person who causes metamorphosis and even distorted psychology, how can it be a waste that I have always caught up? !

He is just a waste, which is eligible to compare someone in this person? !

At this point, he raised his head, in half of the air, Han Sanyan has entered the virtual field!