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Chapter 1947 The person who opened the world?

"You are persistent, but don't disturb others' persistence, otherwise it will only bring about results that you don't want to see. Do you understand?"

Qin Shuang nodded and pursed her lips a little sadly. After a moment, she smiled at Han Sanqian: "Junior brother!"

"The child can teach, and the child can teach." The old man laughed and drank his cup of tea in one gulp.

Han Sanqian looked at the old man gratefully. Although he was not good-looking, he was quite profound. Just a few words gave Han Sanqian and Qin Shuang a great understanding, and even broke the knot between them.

"By the way, thank you for helping me this time. Haven't you asked me for your name?!" Han Sanqian stood up and filled the old man with tea, saying gratefully.

"Name?" The old man was slightly stunned. After a moment, he suddenly laughed: "I have lived for too many years, and I have forgotten what I am called."

Hearing this, Han Sanqian and Qin Shuang looked at each other. Seeing the old man's appearance, they didn't seem to be lying, nor did they seem to be perfunctory.

How many years will it take to live until you even forget your name?!

"I can't remember how long it has been since I remembered it. I only remember the sun is red and the purple moon is hanging in the air!" The old man smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Qin Shuang's face suddenly turned like frost and her beauty contact lenses opened slightly.

Then, Qin Shuang looked at Han Sanqian and said incredibly: "I heard from Master that in the world, when the world first opened, the sun was red and the moon was purple!"

Hearing this, Han Sanqian also opened his eyes wide.

This means that this old man had already existed since he first met the world of the eight directions? That distance is now...

That's not a billion years, or even... or more?!

But how can a person live so long?!

Even the true gods will face the fall. Otherwise, there would be no alternation of various true gods in the eight directions, and the replacement of various major families will make the Qishan Palace even more meaningless.

But the old man in front of him always runs through the whole past and present, which is really incredible and even difficult to understand.

"Senior, aren't you kidding?" Qin Shuang tentatively said carefully.

"This is not important." The old man smiled, not caring about Han Sanqian and Qin Shuang's views. Then, he set his sight on Han Sanqian: "What matters is you, young man."

"Me?" Han Sanqian was stunned, wondering what the old man meant?

"That's right, it's you." The old man smiled softly.

"Senior, I don't really understand what you mean."

"It doesn't matter whether you understand or not, because one day in the future, you will always understand. What's your name? Young people."

Han Sanqian hurriedly said: "Han Sanqian."

"The world of the vast world, the realm of the three realms, a good name." The old man smiled slightly.

Han Sanqian was a little helpless. This was the first time he had heard someone understand his name like this.

The old man looked at Han Sanqian and then said, "Although you have a deep internal strength and a strange treasure, you can protect your body with golden armor, but you can't show up. You don't have the right attack method. You seem strong, but in fact you have very little threat."

"The lions cannot do without tooth, and the tiger cannot do without claws. Now you are like this. Even though it seems to be a fool, it is actually just a pretentious thing. It is okay to hurt some kittens and dogs, but if you meet a tough character, it will be just a difficult bone to chew. But if you are hard to chew, you will chew it a few more times and you will chew it."

The old man said it was relaxed and freehand, with a calm and clear wind, but Han Sanqian was frightened and frightened when he heard it.

Because this old man saw his true situation clearly with just a few glances.

Han Sanqian was very hiding. After entering the Palace of Qishan, he had never mentioned his true identity to anyone, nor had he ever had any social interaction with the old man in front of him, but...

But he was able to say everything he had so accurately.

Looking at Han Sanqian's surprised eyes, the old man did not take it seriously. He looked at Han Sanqian and said, "Old man, are I right?"

Although I don’t know who this old man is, Han Sanqian was not too alert, because he had saved him and should not harm him at all: “Senior, you are right.”

"That's right." The old man smiled softly. At this time, he slowly stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and said to Han Sanqian: "Then I will give you a set of steel teeth and a pair of sharp claws. What do you think?!"

Han Sanqian was immediately delighted when he heard this, because this was exactly what Han Sanqian urgently needed.

Although he has Pangu axe, he has no real use, so his power is greatly reduced. Without relying on Pangu axe, the best he has practiced at the moment is just the formless magical power. But this thing is surprisingly OK. If it is really on the surface, even if it uses the formless magical power to the extreme, it will only be a thing that is strong when it encounters the strong, and weak when it encounters the weak.

After all, when Han Sanqian had to face a truly top skilled master, he had no advanced skills to fight against others, so when he heard the old man's words, he hurriedly said: "Senior, are you serious?"
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