After thinking about it, Qin Yao gave up the idea of ​​helping the two immortals artificially.

He was not confident of doing this perfectly, but any trace left behind may become an obstacle to promotion to "Super Immortal" in the future!

Time passes slowly, and it is night in a blink of an eye.

The inexplicable aroma of the meal blew into different rooms with the night wind. Qin Yao, Tieguai Li, and Han Zhongli, the three immortals subconsciously smelled the smell and walked into the courtyard.

Looking around, I saw Yancai wearing green clothes sitting behind the wooden table with a bright smile on her face.

The table was filled with all kinds of cooked seafood, with beautiful colors and rich fragrance. Han Zhongli was drooling and his throat kept wriggling.

"Is it fragrant?" Yancai asked with a bright smile.

"Fragrant." Han Zhongli nodded repeatedly.

Tieguai Li twitched his mouth, raised his foot and stomped him hard, and scolded him lightly: "Have you ever eaten seafood?"

Han Zhongli took a breath and kept kicking his legs to relieve the severe pain: "I have eaten it, but this is the first time I have seen such a rich seafood."

Yancai pursed her lips and looked straight into Qin Yao's eyes: "Play the flute, as long as you can blow my short flute, I can make it for you every day in the future."

"Okay, okay." Han Zhongli answered.

Yancai laughed again, her eyes curled like crescent moons.

"I don't think it's good."

Qin Yao said seriously: "Miss Yancai, I advise you not to waste your time. No matter what means you use, I will never play the short flute."

Yancai: "..."

Outside the door, in the night, the eyes that peeked into the courtyard slightly cold.

He had never eaten the meal made by his cousin, and this guy was abandoned like a walk. He deserved to die.

"What are you worried about, or what are you afraid of?" Yancai asked in confusion.

Qin Yao: "Then tell me, why did you search for musicians all over the city to play your short flute?"

"This..." Yancai paused slightly, a little difficult to speak of.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." Qin Yao chuckled.

"Did I say that you are willing to play the flute?" Yancai asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "No, I will never play the flute in my life."

Yancai was stunned: "Wait, why are you excited? I won't blow my own Xiao anymore?"

"I won't have a chat anymore, I have something to do, so I'll take a step first." Qin Yao was not in the mood to talk to her anymore, so he bowed and walked out of the yard with big strides.

"Okay, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it all by myself." Yancai shouted at his back, but unfortunately, the man didn't even turn his head.

"Miss Yancai, I think I can still help you in solving these foods." When Qin Yao walked out of the courtyard, Han Zhongli rubbed his palms and said with a smile.

"I don't need help, you go away." Yancai sat down angrily, holding a shiny prawn in both hands: "He doesn't eat it, I'll eat it myself!"

Han Zhongli: “…”

He wanted to ask if you can eat, but before he could ask, the person was dragged away from the thatched cottage by Tiekuai Li Sheng.

"Shrimp General." Watching the three of them leave one after another, the man hiding in the dark called softly.

"Crown Prince Hualong." A human-shaped monster wearing red armor broke out of the ground and bowed to worship.

"You go and kill that Han Xiangzi." Hua Long ordered.

"Do you need your subordinates to get rid of the two immortals together?" In order to show your loyalty, the shrimp will ask for your order.

Hua Long shook his head: "No need, those two immortals are protected by the gods. Not to mention you, even I may not be able to kill them. Relatively speaking, killing Han Xiangzi is easier."

"Yes, Prince." The shrimp bowed.

"Go." Hua Long waved his hand, his body flashed, and suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

At the table, Yancai felt a sense of emotion, turned her head and looked, then stood up with a roar: "Cousin Hualong? Why are you here?!"

Hualong slowly came to her, with a smile on his face: "Because you are here. Wherever you are, I will appear."

Yancai put down the shrimp shell in her hand and said sincerely: "Cousin, I don't think you need to always look at me. The East China Sea is vast and there are many beautiful women, so I may not be the one that suits you the most."

Hualong shook his head: "You promised me that if you can't find someone who can blow the short flute, marry me!"

This is also one of the main reasons why he was determined to kill Han Xiangzi. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but was afraid that if he was afraid, it would be better to get rid of the disaster in advance.

Fu'an County.

Qin Yao stepped into a restaurant, ordered four dishes and one soup alone, sat down and started to feast on it.

The whole set of acting is done, and the immortal does not need to eat and sleep, but "Han Xiangzi" needs it.

So before Han Zhongli and Tieguai Li get the magical elixir for themselves, he must work hard to play the role of "mortality".

"Han Xiangzi?" Shao Qing, a big man with a red face stopped at his desk and asked as if he was confirmation.

"Who are you?" Qin Yao took back the chopsticks that were picking up the food and looked at the other person.

"It doesn't matter who I am, just be Han Xiangzi." The big red-faced man smiled coldly, and his right hand suddenly turned into a crab claw, with a red light, stabbing forward fiercely.

Qin Yao held the wooden chopsticks in his hand, and turned his wrist to hit the big man's head. Unexpectedly, Han Zhongli's loud shout suddenly sounded outside the door: "Stop it!"

His wrist trembled slightly, and the fairy aura that surged to his fingertips immediately retracted.

"puff."

Han Zhongli's voice came, but his magic power did not come.

When he rushed to Qin Yao all the way, the crab claws as sharp as a blade had pierced Han Xiangzi's chest.

"Damn it."

Seeing Han Xiangzi's blood splattering on the table, Han Zhongli didn't care about the shrimps and hurried over to support the other party's shaking body.

"Bang."

Tieguai Li ran over immediately after him, and a crutch hit the shrimps heavily on the face, and actually knocked him away directly and smashed him hard on a table not far away.

Han Zhongli's fingers quickly touched Han Xiangzi's body twice, sealing the surging blood.

Then he used his meager magic power to hold his life and shouted at Tieguai Li: "I don't have enough magic power and can't save him. Now the trick is to take him back to the thatched hut as soon as possible and ask the witch to take action to treat him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Lao Guai, I will leave this hurtful monster to you. If you can, you can capture it alive, and find out why he wanted to kill Han Xiangzi."

Before he finished speaking, before Tieguai Li could reply, Han Zhongli rushed out of the restaurant with Han Xiangzi in his body and disappeared into the lobby.

In the lobby, Tieguai Li, who had little magic power, looked at the red-armored monster and subconsciously swallowed a saliva.

Capture the other party alive?

Judging from his current state, I am afraid he will be captured alive by this monster!

Han Zhongli was not worried that Tieguai Li would be in danger of his life.

They are the messengers of the heavens, protected by the gods, and can be defeated, but they will never be killed.

Otherwise, the Dragon King would definitely not have given them the opportunity to find other six immortals, and would have taken action personally to kill the lives of them.

But Han Xiangzi is different. He is now an mortal body. If he dies, it will seriously drag down the speed of the Eight Immortals' assembly.

Therefore, Han Zhongli almost used all his energy to eat and ran to the suburbs' thatched hut.

Lying on Han Zhongli's back and secretly watching his sweaty look, Qin Yao felt a little moved in his heart.

Although the other party worked so hard to ensure the return of the Eight Immortals, after all, he was trying his best to make himself survive.

Thinking of this, a trace of faith quietly poured out from the palm of Qin Yao's hand on Han Zhongli's back, and penetrated into the other person's body like silk threads.

Han Zhongli didn't know where the strength came from in his body, which made his running speed surge again. After only half a cup of tea, he sent Han Xiangzi from the market to the courtyard.

"The witch... Bah, Miss Yancai, come out to save people!"

In the wing room, Yan Cai, whose belly was round, was slightly stunned. She rubbed her belly and walked out of the room: "What's the situation?"

Han Zhongli rushed straight into her room, placed Qin Yao on the bed with a faint fragrance, and said anxiously: "I will explain later, and save people first."

Yancai nodded, pinched the sword technique with her hands, wrapped it around her chest twice, and then pointed a blue light at Qin Yao's chest and abdomen.

The green light entered the body, and the wound on the body of the mortal fetus healed quickly. In a blink of an eye, the wound that was stabbed out by the crab claw disappeared invisible.

"Han Xiangzi, Han Xiangzi."

After healing his injuries, Yancai came to the bed and gently pinched the other person's nose and called.

"Huh."

Qin Yao took a deep breath and suddenly woke up, his face full of shock: "How could I be here?"

"Of course I tried my best to carry you back." Han Zhongli said, patting his chest.

"Thank you." Qin Yao spoke sincerely.

"What about me, what about me?" Yancai asked excitedly.

A smile appeared on Qin Yao's face: "Thank you too."
To be continued...