Chapter 4149

With the sword in his throat, the man didn't dare to move if he wanted to, because he knew very well what he would face if he moved.

However, what makes Han Sanqian feel strange is that he seems to know what he is asking, but he doesn't seem to understand the meaning of his words at all. He just looks at himself strangely and hesitates for a while.

"I'm not very patient, don't challenge my patience." Han Sanqian continued.

Hearing this, he was still dazed, but when he saw Han Sanqian's iron-blue face, he still understood that something was wrong. Thinking of this, he opened his mouth.

But when he opened his mouth, his words were very strange. Han Sanqian worked hard for a long time, but he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"~!!##·!#*(" he continued, even gesturing.

Unfortunately, Han Sanqian was still puzzled. However, after contacting his response when he asked the question just now, Han Sanqian suddenly realized a problem.

That is, maybe, he can't understand himself.

"Can you understand what I'm saying? If you can, you nod your head, and if you can't, then you shake your head." Han Sanqian said.

He didn't speak, but Muna looked at Han Sanqian, and his head didn't move at all.

Sure enough!

However, this is a bit too strange. Judging from his appearance, although he is not from the Central Plains, he should also be from the Demon Race. If that's the case, then he shouldn't have any problems communicating with himself.

After all, Han Sanqian has always had normal communication with people from the Demon Race.

unless……

Unless these people belong to a minority tribe and speak a minority language, they will have barriers to communication with themselves.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian paid more attention to this person's clothes.

Because the two were already very close, even if there was fog, Han Sanqian could still see clearly what he was wearing.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it.

Although his clothes looked very simple on the surface and were no different from ordinary people, Han Sanqian still found a very strange mark on his chest.

Han Sanqian was sure that he had never seen this mark, but there was always a feeling of deja vu.

But why do you feel this way?

Almost at the moment when Han Sanqian was stunned, the man suddenly broke free from Han Sanqian's control over him, and disappeared without a trace.

Only one piece of chicken feathers was left to Han Sanqian.

"Damn it!" Han Sanqian scolded in a low voice, but he was so careless that he actually let him run away.

However, if he ran away, he ran away. For Han Sanqian, it was actually meaningless to keep him, and there was almost no way for him to communicate with him anyway.

With a sigh, Han Sanqian was not discouraged, but he had bumped into several people in the fog before.

If a person cannot communicate with himself, there must be someone who can understand some common language.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian immediately moved towards the next figure.

With the experience of the first time, the second time and the third time are familiar driving.

Han Sanqian soon found another pair of legs and another person in the misty shadow. At first, he didn't know how to use it and was able to block a person. Now, he has the blessing of Taixu God Step, and it is even more difficult to arrest him. Let's talk.

However, almost the same situation as the first person happened again.

He is also very afraid of himself. When he sees himself, he seems to have seen a ghost. He wants to run away in a hurry. When he is entangled by himself, he fights back quickly.

But no matter what, the result was always the same, and soon after the entanglement, he was finally defeated by Han Sanqian.

With the experience of being escaped last time, Han Sanqian was strictly guarded this time, not giving the other party the slightest chance at all.

Not only is a sword directly on the opponent's neck, but at the same time, a hand is stuck on his shoulder. You have run the first year of the new year, but you can't run the fifteenth, right? !

"Who are you?" Han Sanqian asked coldly.

Although Han Sanqian had some preparations in his heart, he never imagined that when the familiar but completely incomprehensible language sounded again, it was as if he had hit a thick wall.

Hold! !

"I don't care if you understand it or not, you have to draw it for me even if you want to draw it." Han Sanqian looked at him coldly after the words were finished.

Another stunned thing happened to Han Sanqian...

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