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Feng Yuhan, who was standing in front, subconsciously had his eyes locked onto Qin Han.

At that moment.

Qin Han's body trembled slightly.

He felt like he had suddenly fallen into an icehouse. It was very strange.

It was as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

"Seal..." Feng Shao, Lu … "Young Master Lu is below …"

At this time, Xiao Qi, who was lying on the hallway with a painful expression, trembled as she warned them.

When the youths heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Un, next?" "Where?"

They looked at each other with a puzzled expression as a trace of inquiry flashed in their eyes.

That youth raised his hand and pointed at the banquet hall behind him.

When the boys and girls saw this, they hastily looked down into the banquet hall.

In an instant.

They were slightly stunned.

Below, Lu Canghai was lying on a pile of tables and chairs, his entire body covered in wine, vegetables and soup, making him look extremely unsightly.

"Damn, what is going on? Who did this?"

All the youths couldn't help but blurt out.

"He … is him …"

The youth Xiao Qi once again pointed at Qin Han who was sitting on the table and meditating while drinking the strong alcohol by himself, and said with a trembling voice.

In an instant.

Qin Han had once again become the focus of everyone's attention.

All the young boys and girls from Heaven Seeking Sect all looked at Qin Han with unfriendly eyes.

It was as if she was saying to him, "You're dead for sure, how dare you provoke someone like Young Master Feng?"

However, facing so many unkind gazes, as well as feeling the oddity that existed in his heart, Qin Han immediately expelled her after drinking a few cups of strong alcohol.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly as he glanced at them. A trace of ridicule flashed across his face.

"I'll give you a chance. I'll give my two junior brothers a chance to kowtow and apologize, then forget about this matter."

After a while, Feng Yuhan said in a deep voice after he finished inspecting Qin Han and discovered that he was also a cultivator of the same level as himself.

As he said that, a proud look flashed across his face, and disdain could be seen in his eyes, as though he was disdainful to fight with Qin Han.

But just seeing this action, Qin Han immediately became unhappy in his heart.

"Pah!"

He once again slammed the table and stood up, looking at the arrogant Feng Yuhan, his eyes wide open.

"F * ck, brat, kowtow and apologize to me. Forget about today's matter. Do you believe that I won't break your balls?"

When these words left his mouth, a cold light flashed past Feng Yuhan's eyes, and the atmosphere in the private room suddenly became extremely strange. A killing intent locked onto Qin Han, causing him to uncontrollably shiver.

"What the hell, what the hell!"

Qin Han's spirit was lifted as he thought in his heart.

"If you're capable, say what you just said again!"

Feng Yuhan's expression suddenly became cold, and his eyes tightly locked onto Qin Han as he coldly spoke.

"F * ck, if you want laozi to say it, laozi will say it!" What do you think you are? " Qin Han was also angry, and couldn't help but talk back to him.

However, before he finished speaking, a trace of killing intent flashed across Feng Yuhan's eyes.

After which, he suddenly raised his hand.

After a burst of illusion, he flicked his finger.

The whole process was so fast that it caused everyone to be stupefied.

Following the other party's flick, Qin Han felt as if his body had fallen into an icehouse, his pupils contracting rapidly.

In the depths of his eyes, an ice shard was swiftly magnified.

The aura of death.

Instantly, it lingered in the depths of his mind.

In that instant, his consciousness seemed to have been restricted by something. He had actually forgotten about his defense as he stared helplessly at the incoming icicles.

"No, no, no …"

Facing the sudden death aura, Qin Han screamed crazily in his heart, but his hands and feet did not listen to him.