A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Although Qin Ping was a servant in Qin's house, he usually went out a long way, but he wanted to call a carriage. It's been a long walk like this, but it's been a long time.

You really tormented him!

Qin Ping only felt the hidden swelling on the back of his feet, stinging like a needle tie. Not to mention the fact that the same sand and dumb voice was already suffering from too much speech.

But when he saw his new master, he was still excited to meet up in front of a small porcelain store, looking around, he had to grin his teeth and walk again, barely following him.

After all, the master is not tired of shouting, how dare one of his servants call bitterness at will!

“I'm a little hungry, aren't you going to find somewhere to eat this afternoon? ”

When Qin Ping just ran over to Han Li, he heard Han Li turn back and say a very honest word. Suddenly Qin Ping was excited to concur on the spot, and the enthusiastic suggestion was to go to a small liquor store not far from here for dinner, and exaggerate the several signature dishes in the liquor store.

Han Li's heart was a bit funny, but his face still made the look of your decision. Immediately, under Qin Ping's impatient leadership, he walked into this small two-story liquor store.

The first floor is for ordinary guests who only eat simple meals, while the second floor is for people with certain identities and status, where to eat.

Qin Ping naturally won't let Han stand on the first floor for dinner, although it looks like this master is quite moving.

There are not many guests on the second floor, only three or four tables.

There was a table where three men and two women drank together. It was quite appalling.

When Han Li stepped into the building, he naturally looked at the table man, and this look made Han Li feel surprised. Because these five men and women are all Qi refining masters above the 10th level of basic kung fu, which is a little unusual!

“It's rare. Six Demon Dao people?” Han Li first thought so.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy around him was restrained, and Han Li used the "bleed technique” learned by the foundational monks to harvest his own spiritual energy into the body. In this way, Han Liquor is no different from an ordinary human being in the eyes of his own lower order monks.

Young Master, have a seat this way! ”

Qin Ping strongly endured the pain in his feet, led Han Li to a position against the window table, and rubbed a few wooden chairs with his clothes and sleeves. He smiled and asked Han to sit here.

Han Li revealed his embarrassed expression and hastily asked Qin Ping to sit down with him.

Qin Ping didn't have much courtesy this time. After a few guesses, he sat down honestly.

His feet are really painful, and he can't bear to say that his identity is inferior. Good thing this young Master Han, who entered Beijing at first, doesn't talk about this kind of thing at all.

As soon as I saw him and the two of them sat down, the shop second-in-command came up and asked humbly:

“What will the two officers use? There are several signature dishes in the store that are very famous. ”

“Send a good wine dish on the table, and bring your signature dishes. Please use the best ingredients. My son is the master of Qin Fu!” The more Qin Ping knew that Han Li would never order, the more he proactively said on behalf of Han Li. And after he mentioned the Qin Mansion, the whole person immediately became divine and alive.

Indeed, Qin Fu's sign was very good. After listening to the shop, he immediately nodded his head and waist. He was even more impatient. He hurried and went down to call for wine.

Han Li didn't have any thoughts. He watched himself play along with the grandeur. It was all spiritual, concentrated on the monk at the table not far from here.

But what surprised him was that he always felt like one of the 30-year-olds in blue looked familiar, as if he'd seen it somewhere.

But when I think about it, I have no idea, definitely not someone I know too well.

The men in these numbers, including those in blue whom Han Li felt familiar, all looked sad and bowed their heads to drink. And the two women, who looked straight at the table full of wine, did not move the chopsticks at all, as if they had no appetite to eat.

From what they look like, they seem to be in a lot of trouble, not much like monk monks who infiltrate the country.

And the blue man among these people is kind of a younger man, except for another woman in her twenties, who counts as young.

“Young Master, the food is here, you can use it first!” At this time, Han Li heard Qin Ping respectfully.

Little Lian has filled the table with rice!

“Oh, just use it together!” Han Li smiled somewhat embarrassedly, revealing a pair of white teeth in one mouth.

Han Li then unnecessarily clipped a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth to chew it hard. But in fact, God secretly releases, watching every move of several monks.

Just as Qin Ping saw Han Li open his hands and move his own chopsticks, the elderly man with the oldest black face at the table stopped drinking and suddenly released an invisible sound shield to cover them all, he said:

“Let's eat something. Since our lives have fallen into the hands of others, we can only walk one step at a time! Anyway, it's much better than the others without falling apart. ”

Though there is a sound shield that works and the voices of the black-faced elderly are not loud, falling into Han Li's ear is clear. The soundproofing spell released by the Qi Refining Brothers is as fictitious to Han Li's amazing god.

However, these words of the elderly let Han Li know the play and hear some secrets in secret.

Perhaps the dissuasion of the black-faced old man worked a little, and the two women finally ate a few meals silently.

But looking at their distractions, 89 out of 10 are tasteless!

“Brother, are we really going to let them do this? No, we can sneak up on the Seven Kingdoms, I'm sure they'll get rid of them!” The blue-coated man said in a slightly harsh face after two sips of spirits.

“Cough, Fourth Brother! How could this be so simple?” The black-faced old man shook his head gently, full of helplessness.

Hearing the old man say this, the youngest woman in white cannot bear to ask:

“Brother, why not? Seven rare factions don't want to destroy this gang? You know, Vietnamese fellow citizens, at least hundreds of people have fallen into their hands back and forth. ”

When a woman in white said that, her face was full of discomfort.

Compared to the fierce rhetoric of the younger two men and women, the other men and women in their 40s laughed indifferently, and it appeared that they both understood the concerns of the black-handed elderly.

Han Li was somewhat surprised when he heard about it and felt like something important had been caught by Hidden.

But on his face, he still ate a few dishes in a row, so that Qin Ping beside him praised Han Li's appetite.

Han Li smiled slightly red and seemed to realise that he was behaving improperly, slowing the pace of the clip.

Meanwhile, the black-faced old man sighed and began to explain to the blue and white women.

“In fact, we are asking for help from the Seven factions, which is not helpful at all! ”

“First of all, we all know what the Seven are looking like now. It is still ambiguous whether they, who have all gone out of their hands, will be able to resist the encroachment of the magic. There's no way you can pull out more people to help us with this scattering! You know, some of these gangsters are foundation-building monks. Ordinary monks come here, it doesn't even work. Otherwise, how could the five of us have been taken so quickly? ”

“Secondly, even if the Seven factions are genuinely concerned about the same feelings, they are willing to send someone to destroy them. But let's not forget, these people always wear a mask and have never revealed the slightest truth, which is that the place where * * forced me to wait is just a broken temple. There's nothing we can do! Not to mention, they have imposed a strange restraint on us. If they don't do it on time, we will probably die! And you're sure that the Seven Kings can lift our ban? You know, since they dare to let us go, there must be something unique about these bans. It's not that easy to crack! ”

The darker the old man said, the deeper the eyebrows, the more exasperated he was.

“Are we really going to help abuse? To help them frame other monks?” Women in white look pale, apparently reluctant to do so.

“Sister Five! As Big Brother said, we can only walk one step now, count as one step,! Fortunately, the buffer time is long enough. Hopefully, we will come up with two beautiful escape strategies!” Another skinny, tall man, forty years old, was born with comfort.

But all these people know that this word is only to draw plum to quench thirst, it is simply to deceive yourself! Can't think of a better way to get rid of it in a few months?

After that, they were silent and their hearts rekindled with sadness. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)