Chapter 1777 (1/2)

How is that possible?

When I saw them in the daytime, how could I die?

Qin Qingfeng and Xiao Tao are both afraid and incredible at this time.

”Young master Han, don't make fun of this.” Xiao Tao is a little scared.

”Yes, 3000. During the day, those people are still fine. We've all seen them, and we can be sure that they are human, not like ghosts.” Qin Qingfeng also said.

Han Sanyi smiles, gets up and walks to the spirit throne. Then he scans the spirit throne without saying a word.

Three people don't understand of looking at him, this is to want what?

Soon, Han 3000's face turned cold, and then he pointed to the seventh row of the most corner of a throne. The three people looked at it, and they were shocked.

”Wuyou village, the soul of Cheng Niu!”

”This... This is the shop boy's?”

”How could that be?”

Han 3000's face is green and heavy. He really guessed right!

Han Sanqian is not sure about the answer tonight. Everything is just speculation. He also needs facts to prove it. Since last night, he suddenly felt strangely quiet and realized that it was not right. Especially Wang Simin once said that when they went upstairs, the shopkeeper had half of the things left unfinished, but it was only a few words, but the downstairs was silent.

In addition, today's series of events make Han 3000 feel strange and strange. Until Wang Simin reminds him of the clothes, Han 3000 suddenly thinks that maybe the two sides are not in the same world at all.

Only this kind of explanation can perfectly explain these strange and strange things.

Another point that supports these explanations is that Qin Qingfeng slaughtered here in those years, but in three years, it was as busy as a street. It was impossible.

So, everything is a mirage, or they enter another virtual small world!

”Summer clothes, summer melons, and even everyone doesn't know Xiao Tao, but Xiao Tao clearly exists here. All these have shown that we and they are not in the same world, just in the same space.” Han 3000.

This is like two parallel lines, suddenly crisscross together, in addition to the intersection of each other, other places, is still the world of each.

”You mean that Wuyou village is where this intersection is?” Qin Qingfeng frowned.