Chapter 1143

Along the way, Han Baishi didn't even have time to close his eyes.

As long as he closed his eyes, he thought of xingxingzong and singing, and immediately became energetic.

Not only that, he was ready to send his wife and daughter away before coming to Xingchen sect. His purpose was to worry that the hill sect would be bloodwashed by Xingchen sect.

Such a terrible thing is not impossible.

So now, Han Baishi is really flustered.

Coupled with what Wen Yihuan just said, his mood is even more sad.

"Cough, Lord Wen, please say something nice when Lord Gaozong comes!" While talking, Han Baishi had a small box in his hand and handed it to Wen Yihuan.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yihuan was stunned and his face sank. He angrily said, "are you trying to bribe me?"

Han Baishi panicked and regretted. He felt that he had taken a step of dizzy chess. He had heard that the atmosphere of Xingchen sect was very good. Before, all disciples were willing to stay and rush to kill the blessed earth with singing. Now how can Wen Yihuan stand on his side because of his little gift?

But the next second, Wen Yihuan took the things in his hand.

"Cough, I tell you, this is a bribe. It's evidence. I'll confiscate it first!" Wen Yihuan said positively.

Han Baishi was stunned at first, then suddenly woke up and nodded his head: "Lord Wen taught me that I remember, remember, ah, it's all my fault..."

Wen Yihuan snorted coldly.

In fact, he is not very interested in these small gifts, but Wen Yihuan also has his own ideas.

If Gaoge can really forgive Han Baishi, then take these things. It's no big deal.

You are, if Gaoge doesn't want to forgive Han Baishi

Anyway, if the other party is dead, can you trouble yourself?

Of course, he still wants to talk to Gao song about it.

Although he knew very well that he would certainly do such shameless things with his singing urine, one yard to one yard.

When Han Baishi saw that Wen Yihuan was willing to accept things, he was also relieved. The originally tense state of mind immediately released a lot, and even subconsciously shook his legs. In fact, he was also using this way to alleviate his inner tension.

Wen Yihuan glanced at him and frowned. He seemed a little unhappy.

"Han sect leader."

"Ah?"

"Do you have a sewing machine in your heart?"

Han Baishi was quite embarrassed. He also knew what Wen Yihuan meant and quickly stopped shaking his legs.

"Actually, I don't think you need to be too nervous." Wen Yihuan said with a smile, "as we all know, the leader of Xingchen sect sings loudly. In fact, he is a very talkative person."

Han Baishi nodded with a smile.

Sing... Good to talk?

It was hard for him to understand Wen Yihuan. How did he connect the adjective of singing and talking?

But now he can only nod his head as if he could cooperate.

"By the way, I heard from my disciple that you came with your son?" Wen Yihuan coughed and said, "why didn't he come“

"Cough, that bastard, I left him outside." Han Baishi said solemnly, "animals like him don't deserve to come in! The reason why he still has a dog life is that he is going to be handed over to Emperor Gaozong. As long as Emperor Gaozong takes care of his life, I am willing to know him personally!"

Wen Yihuan's eyes lit up with gold stars.

Love may not be a true hero. How can Lianzi not be her husband. It is said that tiger poison doesn't eat son, but these two words, put on Han Baishi, didn't come true!

Laughing at Han Baishi?

Look down on each other?

Wen Yihuan doesn't have such a mind.

Because in fact, he knew very well that if he placed himself in the position of Han Baishi, perhaps what he thought and did were similar to each other.

One is his own son Han Cong.

On the other side, there are nearly 100 lives of the hill sect.

How to make a choice doesn't need to be considered at all.

Moreover, for Han Baishi, Gaoge is a notorious figure

After waiting for almost half an hour, yuexincheng came.

"Where's the patriarch?" Wen Yihuan looked behind Yue Xincheng and asked.

"He didn't come." Yue Xincheng coughed, looked at Han Baishi with trembling eyes and said, "my patriarch said that you people of the hill sect can go back."

Hearing this sentence, Han Baishi, an old Bai, was scared white again. He even subconsciously wanted to kneel down towards yuexincheng, but was stopped by yuexincheng.

"My sect leader is not ready to challenge your Shanqiu sect. I don't think it's necessary not to come. As long as your Shanqiu sect has this attitude, it's OK. Besides, it's not a big deal. The boy named Han Cong has learned his lesson. However, my sect leader also said that Han Cong is what he is now and what he will be like in the future."

Hearing this sentence, Han Baishi immediately understood.

Gao Ge breaks Han Cong's limbs, but he doesn't want Han Baishi to find some medical experts to cure Han Cong.

However, for Han Baishi, this is the best news.

Originally, he thought that even if Gao Ge was really willing to forgive himself and didn't suffer the trouble of the mountain sect, at least Han Cong's life could not be saved, but he didn't expect Gao Ge to open up and didn't even want Han Cong's life. Naturally, he was grateful in addition to gratitude.

So Han Baishi took a group of people out of Xingchen sect.

When he came back, he had reached the gate.

"Han sect leader, we have sent it here. Go back."

With these words, yuexincheng turned and left.

Han Baishi stood at the gate of Xingchen sect. After waiting for a few seconds, he suddenly reached out and bowed to the door of Xingchen sect.

"Door master..." Zuo Changlao came forward.

Han Baishi waved his hand and took a deep breath.

"You all remember that this time, the Xingchen sect let us go, which is the rest of our lives. From today on, the Xingchen sect is our benefactor. This is the grace of not killing!"

"Yes, master!"

The people of the hill sect who came with Han Baishi breathed a long sigh of relief.

As Han Baishi said, this time, they went through hell, which shows how much psychological pressure they have.

"As for Han Cong, take him back. Don't let him leave the hill sect in the future." Han Baishi sighed and said.

Of course, in fact, Han Baishi's words, needless to say, in terms of Han Cong's current physical conditions, even if he really wants to go, he can't go.