"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The next day, Qin Yao opened the door and walked out of the room. Yancai, who was sitting in the courtyard, turned to look at him, her gaze seemed to be fixed on him.

Yancai raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly: "I heard the sound of your flute yesterday."

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment: "What then?"

Yancai said seriously: "You are the person I am looking for."

"I'm not." Qin Yao said decisively: "If the person you are looking for who plays the flute beautifully is the person you are looking for, then the world will be full of people you are looking for."

Yancai shook her head: "It doesn't matter whether reconciliation sounds good or not. The point is, you blew my short flute."

Qin Yao's heart sank slightly: "What did you say?"

Yancai walked into his room and raised her arms to hook the long flute on the flute stand. The long flute suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his palm.

"Han Xiangzi, look, what is this?" As a green light flashed in her palm, the long flute in her hand suddenly turned into a short black flute.

"You plotted against me!" Qin Yao reacted immediately, his expression slightly condensed.

Yancai waved her hand and quickly explained: "I don't want to harm you, it's just..."

"Let's go." Qin Yao suddenly interrupted.

Yancai was startled.

"No matter what your purpose is, it is true that you schemed against me. I believe you have no malicious intentions, but I can tell you responsibly that I don't like this feeling." Qin Yao said straightforwardly.

"I just want to verify whether you can play the short flute." Yancai lowered her head and said.

Qin Yao asked back: "No need to act pitiful, let me ask, isn't my refusal obvious enough? You tried every means to get me to do something I don't like. If you succeed, do you think I will be very happy?"

The colors are beyond words.

"Let's go." Qin Yao sighed: "We are destined to meet each other. I don't want to say anything unpleasant to you."

Yancai couldn't understand how things suddenly took a turn for the worse, but she could hear the firmness and determination in Han Xiangzi's words. In order to prevent the conflict from intensifying, she had no choice but to give in and said: "Then I'll leave first and come back to see you in a few days.

"

Qin Yao shook his head and waved his hand: "We are neither relatives nor friends, so what is there to see? Go ahead and wish you peace."

Yancai: "?"

What blessing is peace to you?

It makes me feel like I'm in danger now.

At this moment, she didn't know that the words "Wish you peace" were actually Qin Yao's sincere blessings.

Just because in "fate", her end was so miserable!

At this point, Yancai had no choice but to leave step by step, turning back three times, until she could no longer see the thatched cottage, then she soared into the sky and fell into the East China Sea.

"Meet the princess!"

In the dragon's lair, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals cruising near the Dragon Palace saw the colorful figures, and they all stopped and bowed their heads.

Yancai didn't even look at them, she flew straight down to a huge tortoise shell, and shouted into the bright interior of the shell: "Prime Minister Turtle, Prime Minister Turtle..."

"Here we come, here we come." An old man with a beard reaching his chest and a hunched head came out of the turtle shell. He flicked the long sleeves of his dark green official robe and saluted, "Greetings to Princess Yancai."

"Prime Minister Turtle, they say you are the wisest aquatic tribe in the Dragon Cave of the East China Sea. I have something to ask you," Yancai said.

"Princess, please speak." Prime Minister Turtle lowered his arms and spoke cheerfully.

Yancai: "How can I get someone?"

Prime Minister Turtle asked: "Man or woman? Do you want to get the other person's body or the other person's heart?"

"Of course he is a man, he must be sincere." Yancai said.

"Then what is this man's character?" Prime Minister Turtle asked.

Yancai thought for a while and said: "He seems to have no desires and desires, and he seems to not care about anything."

"What is the specific performance?" Prime Minister Gui asked.

Yancai: "What specific performance?"

Prime Minister Turtle paused for a moment and asked, "Does he have a family?"

Yancai shook her head.

Prime Minister Turtle: "What does he do every day?"

Yancai thought deeply: "I live in seclusion and simplicity."

"Do you have any hobbies?"

"No."

After asking this question, Prime Minister Gui thought for a while and finally asked: "How is your character?"

Yancai thought thoughtfully: "It's acceptable."

Prime Minister Turtle: "Barely?"

"right."

Prime Minister Turtle paused slightly and said in a deep voice: "Princess, this person must have great ambitions and will not confine himself in the love network of his children. He is definitely not a good match."

Yancai's expression paused and she said, "But he is my destined person."

Prime Minister Turtle: "That will be difficult."

Yancai forced a smile: "I know it's difficult, so I came to you, a wise man, for guidance."

"I have two strategies, the middle and the lower." Prime Minister Gui said: "The middle strategy is to give silently without asking for anything in return. If you are sincere, the gold and stone will be opened. The lower strategy is to make the rice cooked before cooking. First confirm the relationship and close the distance, and then slow down."

Slow down and cultivate feelings."

"Is there no best way?" Yancai asked reluctantly.

"Yes." Prime Minister Gui nodded and said, "The best thing to do is to stay away from people with unclear intentions like this."

Yancai: "..."

Beginning of Autumn Night.

Outside the thatched cottage.

Han Zhongli and Tieguai Li teamed up to draw a six-star thunder formation on the ground, then opened their arms to the night sky, shouting for the thunder to hit them.

"Boom."

There was no gathering of clouds, or even any warning. A thick bolt of thunder fell from the sky, chopping down like a thunder dragon.

But the direction was not towards the Erxian, but directly towards the thatched cottage.

"It's crooked, it's crooked, we are here." The two immortals shouted and chased after them. However, with their weak magic power, how could they outrun the thunder? With just a bang, the thunder penetrated the roof and went straight to

Qin Yao left inside the house.

Qin Yao was slightly startled, but he didn't care to hide it at this time, and quickly dodged.

"boom!"

The thunderbolt landed on a table and instantly tore the table into pieces.

"Bang." At this time, Han Zhongli and Tieguai Li pushed the door open and barged in, asking in unison: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Qin Yao pointed to the remains of the table and said, "It didn't hit me, it hit the table."

"It's okay." Han Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Something's wrong." Tieguai Li looked more attentive and stared at the remains of the desk and said, "The lightning formation is in the yard. How did the lightning hit the thatched house?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qin Yao can probably guess the reason, and it is most likely related to his own seizure.

But he couldn't say the reason. Not only couldn't he say it, he had to find a way to cover it up.

"Could it be that your mana is insufficient, causing the thunder formation to be defective?"

"It's possible." Tieguai Li said.

Qin Yao took advantage of the situation and said: "I think you should go to the wild to withstand the lightning strike. Otherwise, if the thunder breaks out, the thatched cottage and I may not be able to survive."

The two immortals were a little embarrassed, so they had to retreat to the courtyard, wipe the thunder array on the ground, and leave side by side.

Qin Yao stood in front of the window sill on the second floor, watching their figures getting further and further away, silently blessing: "You must succeed."

Although I know that only by enduring loneliness can I maintain prosperity, these days of being forced to wait are really unbearable...

"boom!"

"boom!!!"

field.

The two immortals who were at the center of the thunder formation opened their arms, shouted and laughed, accepting the baptism of thunder.

On their immortal bodies, the immortal light shining through the pores became more and more intense as the thunder struck down.
To be continued...