People wondered again.

"Wait?" Ye Shijun doubted.

"Yes, wait for a confirmation." She murmured, as if to herself: "ghosts can't find where he is, but I believe the results they give will guide us to the way to find Han 3000."

The crowd was still confused and didn't know what it meant.

"It's getting late. Go back and have a rest. Don't bother me waiting for ghosts."

With a gentle wave of her hand, she looked at the sky without asking about the world.

Ye Shijun originally wanted to say something, but he was gently touched by Fu Tian, indicating that he should not say more and should be informed.

Ye Shijun thought about it, nodded, waved his big hand and left quickly with a group of people.

As soon as they left, the stunning beauty looked at the sky for dozens of minutes. Then she lowered her head and sighed: "but she couldn't help it."

"I know you won't forgive me, but there's really no other way."

Then she shook her head and walked into the room. After only two steps, she stopped again, looked at the moon barely emerging from the dark clouds in the sky, and smiled bitterly: "I hope this night will always be slower. I don't want to find you so soon."

"This is my only compensation to you."

Then she got up and went back to the wing room and closed her door heavily.

Compared with this side, Han 3000 in Tianshu world has gradually reached dawn under Yin Qi.

The whole night passed, and Han Sanqian was normal. Peace was no different. He was defending Buddha. Nothing happened last night.

But this is from the perspective of Han 3000.

From the perspective of Shengyuan, the problem is completely different.

Or, some places are the same. At least, the facial features and face of Shengyuan's black gas are unusually calm, except for the slightest excitement.

But the same is only here.

In his place, what is completely different is actually his heart last night.

From the lowest to the highest, then to the highest, and then to the burst watch, and then the burst watch has been stable until now.

He's used to it.

He floated, he stood at the top, and he thought that no matter what happened again, his heart could not make waves again.

After all, he had seen too many bullshit, bizarre and beyond his knowledge last night.

This Han 3000 is as fierce as his mother's medicine. It's unimaginable. At first, he secretly engaged in his own mentality like a thief and stole his Yin Qi a little.

But later, he completely changed. He became so ruthless and cruel

He is crazy to absorb his Yin Qi like he doesn't want money to pick up cheap. He hasn't tried to resist, but the problem is that it's useless for him to struggle.

If Han 3000 is a hungry tiger, he is a little sheep or a hungry little sheep. He doesn't have any resistance at all.

You know, the pit was at night last night, and there were countless Yin Qi surging up. In theory, it was enough for Han 3000, a new entrant, to absorb constantly, or even more than enough.

But what I'm talking about is that those who can't be dissatisfied, and their Yin Qi has been almost sucked away by this goods for nearly one third.

It doesn't sound like a third, but you know, how many years has Shengyuan been sucked in this ghost place, and how much is the total amount.

So this third is obviously not a decimal.

Another point, which is also the most ironic and realistic, is that Shengyuan feels desperate and numb.

Now this

He is really a living Church disciple. He starved to death.

Fortunately, however, the dawn is breaking and the early sun is about to rise.

He had expected last night, but now... He has a little more.

God, finally you fucking light up