As Han Sanqian stood up, Ye Shijun and Futian on the ground unconsciously bowed their heads even harder, for fear that Han Sanqian was in the mood to pay tribute to his brothers at this time, and if something was wrong, he would vent his anger on them again.

At this time, the two of them could not care about their identities, status, and age. In other words, they don’t even want their faces now, so what else would they care about?

The other elite soldiers also stood up with Han Sanqian at this time and took a few steps back.

They were still frightened by Han Sanqian, the butcher who "killed people like a numb", but their regression at this time was not only because of fear, but also because of a little more respect.

Everyone respects loyal people, let alone Han Sanqian, who treats subordinates as brothers.

At least, this is the "wise master" they most hope to meet.

Han Sanqian's eyes swept over, like Hawk's eyes looking for prey. When he locked his eyes on Zhu Yanshuo, Zhu Yanshuo was stunned on the spot: "What's wrong, do you need someone to urge him now?"

"Another are you testing my patience?"

Han Sanqian said one thing that scared Zhu Yanshuo to the point of being pale. He didn't know what other extraordinary things this madman would do when he got crazy.

In a blink of an eye, he glanced at Zhu Yan'er and signaled her to come to her side.

Zhu Yan'er didn't know what her brother was going to do at this time, and shook her head in panic and crazy to refuse.

Her heart was ashamed, and tears kept falling with her beautiful cheeks. The man she wanted to rely on was beaten down. Not only did she not make her proud as she imagined, but she was at the right time like a dog, which made her face no longer hang on. The expectations and likes in her heart were crushed away.

This made her very desperate, but what was even more desperate was that she was about to lose her beautiful face and return to the ugly state that even she despised herself.

"A person's beauty and ugliness are given by his parents, and may not be reversed, but the human heart is his own, and its ugliness and beauty are controlled by himself. No matter how beautiful a person's skin is, if his heart is black, it is just a sub-body." Han Sanqian glanced at her coldly, and then he set his eyes on Zhu Yanshuo.

"The Zhu family has a unique technique of changing the Yi, and I need to borrow the ruined temple for a while."

After saying that, Zhu Yanshuo turned his face to the side, unable to bear to look at his sister. Then, with a wave of his hand, he asked several followers to escort his sister slowly to the dilapidated temple.

Han Sanqian also nodded to Qingji and signaled her to take Xia Wei into the house.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Han Sanqian spoke: "Wait a minute."

Zhu Yan'er suddenly had a trace of hope flashing through her heart, and she looked back at Han Sanqian with no previous arrogance and complacency.

"You have been using my friend's body to be weak. You'd better have any magic pills to help her recover quickly. Otherwise, if you change your face, what she looks like and what your sister is like." After the words, Han Sanqian moved his eyes elsewhere, not looking at the Zhu brothers and sisters at all.

He is the city lord of the city that should be found in the city, and there is the largest underground black market to organize various transactions. Of course, he is the city lord, good things are indispensable. Han Sanqian can say such words, so he is already aware of these things, and Zhu Yanshuo has no choice.

It is impossible to change the fact that her sister becomes ugly, and ensuring her personal safety is something that his brother can do now.

After all, Han Sanqian is so cruel. Although he kept saying that he wanted to make his sister the same as Xia Wei, Xia Wei was in a coma at this time. Who knows what kind of cruel tricks Han Sanqian would do?

Maybe if you can't handle it, your sister will even lose her life.

Therefore, despite the great cost, Zhu Yanshuo also made up his mind to keep his sister safe.

As the group entered the temple one after another, Ye Shijun and Futian finally breathed a sigh of relief. After stopping the kowtow, they sat there like two tired pugs lying down.

In the temple, when Zhu Yanshuo and his group entered, in just a moment, the golden light in the house began to shine. After several minutes of maintenance, the golden light in the house began to dissipate.

A few minutes later, a group of people slowly walked out...
Chapter completed!