Upon hearing this name, all the disciples immediately clenched their guns.
Even though the stream of light had passed through the sky above them, it had already gradually disappeared into the sky.
The shadow that Han Sanqian left on these disciples was really huge.
"Damn it, is that really Han Sanqian?"
"Where is he going this late at night?"
"Is it possible that we are going to bring in reinforcements?"
Several elders looked at each other in confusion. Wu Yan and Ye Gucheng also murmured and looked at the place where the streamer disappeared, with extremely complicated eyes.
"Could it be that Han Sanqian ran away?" Elder Shoufeng suddenly guessed again.
"Uncle Wu Yan, what do you think?" Ye Gucheng slightly withdrew his gaze and asked with a frown.
Wu Yan shook his head: "Probably not running away. If he had to run away, he would have run away a long time ago. However, judging from the afterimage passing by just now, the golden ax is too dazzling, and it does look like Han Sanqian. But I don't understand, It's so late, he's flying over our heads, what is he doing? Where is he going?"
"Could that be a move for reinforcements?" Ye Gucheng asked worriedly.
"What kind of reinforcements can they bring in? Now that they are surrounded, who is willing to take the lead on their behalf?" Wu Yan's words rejected Ye Gucheng's question.
"It's not this, it's not that, what on earth is it?" Elder Shoufeng said impatiently.
Ye Gucheng now likes to consider Wu Yan's opinion in everything, which originally made him very angry. Now that Ye Gucheng doesn't even listen to his own words, Elder Shoufeng is certainly even more unhappy.
"In order to prevent accidents, the disciples must be careful. Since Han Sanqian has not fallen asleep, it means that a raid may be launched at any time." Wu Yan thought for a long time and gave his own arrangements.
Ye Gucheng nodded and ordered his subordinates: "Inform the disciples on the front line that Han Sanqian has appeared, and ask them to be alert. If anything goes wrong, I will show them to the public."
"yes!"
After giving these instructions, Ye Gucheng's group waited for a few more minutes. After seeing no sign of Han Sanqian coming back, they gave a few instructions and returned to the tent.
Similar to Ye Gucheng and others, there are the main army of Yaoshen Pavilion and the Xianling Master's troops on the front line. A group of people were all panicked by Han Sanqian's sudden appearance, but they saw Han Sanqian just passing by. Up in the sky, flying into the distance, I was confused again.
However, Han Sanqian has always gone far away, and there has been no audio training for nearly half an hour.
A group of people also gradually lowered their guard.
But not long after everyone lowered their guard, Ye Gucheng was just lying on the bed and preparing to close his eyes to rest, when he heard a shout from outside the tent: "Report!"
Ye Gucheng shouted impatiently: "What's the matter?"
"The streamer... appears again."
Upon hearing this, Ye Gucheng and several other elders immediately sat up from the bed. They didn't even bother to put on their shoes and ran out. At this time, another stream of light jumped from the distance in the sky and flew straight to the Wushu Sect.
The disciples of the three branches of Yaoshen Pavilion were all nervous again, always paying attention to the movements of the Wushen Sect.
But after watching it for more than ten minutes, there was still no reaction from the Void Sect. Just like Han Sanqian flew out just now, nothing happened.
"What the hell is he going to do?" Ye Gucheng was so angry that he threw his clothes and yelled.
After cursing, he turned around and walked into the camp, followed by several elders.
Several people closed their eyes and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long the peace had passed, but almost when several people were feeling sleepy and had just fallen asleep, there was another loud shout outside the camp: "Report!"
Ye Gucheng sat up with a thud, his face full of arrogance and impatience. Without asking a single question, he rushed outside angrily with several elders.
Another stream of light flashed past and flew into the distance.
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At four o'clock in the morning, when another stream of light flew into the distance again, the faces of Ye Gucheng and others had already changed from shock to anger, from anger to now indifference. If I had to say a change, it would probably be a few. The look on the person's face was so exhausted that he was speechless.
For several hours, Han Sanqian was flying back and forth almost countless times.
Every time, he would fly out, fly back about half an hour later, and then fly out again after spending a few minutes in the Void Sect.
The poor Yaoshen Pavilion's three departments have to be on alert because Han Sanqian flies in and out every time.
That night, the three tribes barely slept peacefully, especially Ye Gucheng and others were the most annoyed, because as the most critical barrier in front of the Void Sect, their responsibilities were very important, so every time Han Sanqian passed by, they would undoubtedly It made them nervous.
"Fuck." Ye Gucheng shouted angrily and angrily went back into the tent.
As soon as they returned to the house, the elders of Wuliufeng took the lead in lying back on their small beds. For them, they had to seize the time to rest.
As a result, as soon as they lay down, Ye Gucheng rushed over and kicked the two of them on the bed. The two of them felt the bed shake violently, and they sat up in panic.
"Sleep, sleep, sleep, you damn thing, what time has it been, and you can still sleep? Get up all of you." Ye Gucheng shouted angrily.
