Is this person?!

Judging from the back, Han Sanqian was dressed in green gauze and had a graceful figure and long hair shawl. His simple back made Han Sanqian determine that this was definitely a beauty.

With the gentle touch of playing the piano and accompanying the lake pavilion, there is a fairyland that does not recognize the fireworks of the world.

Han Sanqian smiled helplessly and looked through his memories, as if he never knew this woman.

However, seeing that the porter and the white-clothed people were all stopped in place, Han Sanqian could only sigh and walk towards the pavilion.

The lake is green and the water is clear, and the colorful fish are like a group of people. The scenery is very pleasant. With the sound of the piano, Han Sanqian slowly came to the center of the pavilion.

As Han Sanqian sat down, the woman did not turn around, but stretched out her delicate hands to make a foreign invitation, and then continued to play her piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the mountains and rivers are so beautiful that Han Sanqian is happy and relaxed at once. He squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying this leisurely and comfortable moment.

After a while, as a subtle string in the sound of the piano burst high, Han Sanqian opened his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and closed his eyes again.

After the song, the woman turned around slightly and looked at Han Sanqian embarrassedly. Although Han Sanqian closed his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth had already explained the problem.

"Oh, it turns out that you know the rhythm, it's not fun."

Swallowing ~~

As the woman gave up with dissatisfaction and disgust, she touched the piano and made a chaotic sound of the piano.

Han Sanqian opened his eyes and saw the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although he had roughly guessed who it was from the voice, he was still stunned when he saw her with his own eyes.

Her light clothes are sloping, her skin is as white as snow, her facial features are delicate, like a fairy. Her appearance, in terms of Han Sanqian's knowledge, is definitely a first-class super beauty. Although she is somewhat different from Lu Ruoxin, she is different from Su Yingxia and Qin Shuang.

However, this is not what Han Sanqian had in her heart.

"Understand some understanding." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

"I'm so annoying to you." She glared at Han Sanqian complainingly, muttering, and getting angry.

"You are still acting coquettish? You can't be like you." Han Sanqian smiled and picked up the fruit next to him and put it in his mouth.

"No!" When she heard Han Sanqian say this, her face flushed: "That's a girl, can't she do this? A sick chicken."

This woman was beyond Han Sanqian's expectations, but when she thought about it carefully, it seemed to be reasonable.

Miss Wang’s family, Wang Simin.

After getting up, Wang Simin snatched some kind of crystal grape that Han Sanqian was about to feed into his mouth, and then put it directly into his mouth without hesitation. Then, he sat down: "I'm so annoying that I finally changed my clothes and performed the piano for you. Unexpectedly..."

Although Wang Simin was forced to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting when she was a child, she was a lady from a noble family. But how could she know that Wang Simin loved to play with swords and guns since she was a child. Although she did learn this piano well, she often practiced swords secretly. Over time, the piano gradually became abandoned.

Wang Dong once said that piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are skills that a girl must learn. She can cultivate her sentiment and be knowledgeable and well-educated, so that she can find a good husband in the future. Wang Simin naturally did not take these words to heart, but today, after hearing Han Sanqian in the city as a mysterious person, she suddenly remembered the words Wang Dong said more than ten years ago.

Moreover, she dressed up in the house specifically. In short, this was the first time she had dressed so carefully in her life after she became sensible, or she dressed herself up like a girl.

A woman is tolerant of someone who pleases herself. Although she doesn’t know whether she likes her or not, she likes her, which is enough.

"I just said that when I was fighting for martial arts and recruiting talents last time, how could someone I didn't know come to save me? It was you guys after a long time." It seemed that it was a bit too much for him to snatch the crystal grapes from Han Sanqian's hand. Wang Simin said, picking a grape and handing it to Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian waved his hand with a smile and took another grape.

"Did you treat me as a friend? When you parted in Wuyou Village, you will receive your message that you fell into the endless abyss and died. I thought you were really dead, which made me sad for several days." Wang Simin looked at Han Sanqian unhappily.

Han Sanqian smiled silently: "So you will be sad too."

In Han Sanqian's eyes, although Wang Simin was careless on the surface, she was actually very kind inside. Knowing that she had passed away, Han Sanqian believed that she would be sad.

"Damn, then I'm a human being too, okay?" Wang Simin retorted on the spot, but when she was halfway through her speech, she suddenly realized that she had accidentally sweared, and her face turned red: "How... how can I not be sad."

Han Sanqian smiled. It was also funny to see that this girl was obviously not going this way, but she insisted on pretending to be a lady.

"By the way, the dead chicken, have you really fallen into the endless abyss?" Wang Simin asked.

Han Sanqian nodded: "Yes."

"Then you... how could you live?" Wang Simin asked carefully. For her, this was simply impossible.

"Why do you all think that falling into the endless abyss must be death?" Han Sanqian frowned.

"Then...then this is the unwritten rule in the eight directions. Over the years, even if the true god fell in, it never appeared again." Wang Simin muttered.

In the Eight Desolate Heavenly Book, the tombs of those true gods came one by one. Han Sanqian also knew that many true gods in the world of the eight directions had died in it over the years.

However, if some things are not possible for some people, it does not mean that others cannot do them.

"Rules have always been determined by people. Since they are determined by people, what's so strange about breaking them? Besides, you have never been to the Endless Abyss, why do you have to think that there will be death in that place?" Han Sanqian explained.

After hearing Han Sanqian's words, Wang Simin nodded thoughtfully: "Die Sick Chicken, your point of view is actually quite novel, but I think what you said makes sense. If you don't try some things, you can't follow the crowd. By the way, how could you show it as a mysterious person? And... why did you become so powerful?"

In Wang Simin's impression, Han Sanqian naturally did not belong to the ranks of masters. After all, she remembered the experience of Wuyou Village very clearly.

If Han Sanqian is really half as good as he is now, they would not have been so embarrassed at the beginning. Although Han Sanqian got the Immortal Xuan Armor and Adventure later, according to Wang Simin's conversion, Han Sanqian would not have grown so quickly.

"You come today, it should be more than just wanting to hear my story, right?" Han Sanqian said with a gentle smile.
Chapter completed!