"What is Heavenly Harmony?" the immortal asked, which he thought was an interesting question, and no matter how much he thought about it, he never got an answer.

When Xu Hao heard this very sudden question, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart, and glanced at the immortal who was not angry and arrogant, and had an ethereal temperament.

He said very seriously: "In my eyes, there is no heavenly peace, only personnel. ”

The immortal gave him a hard look, and it was funny.

Xu Hao also wanted to add, saying that he felt that all warlocks in the world were the same, and he was no different from others.

However, the gesture of the immortal pressing down caused him to swallow the extra words.

"What I want, can you tell me how to get it?" the immortal handed him a bag casually, "Go back and see." ”

"Just give me enough creatures, I can. Taking the bag, Xu Hao didn't care about what was inside, and said directly with his fists.

"Good. The immortal looked into the darkness of the hall, and a man in black with white eyebrows walked out of the darkness. "Old man, protect him. ”

The white-eyed man in black nodded, retreated again, and disappeared into the shadows.

"From today on, your surname is Qin, and your name is Qin Hao. Step aside. ”

The immortal flicked his sleeves and turned around, and a gust of wind sent Qin Hao out of the door.

Qin Hao was stunned, touched his face, the touch was clear, all this was true.

He looked at the plaque of the Western Qin Palace, and looked at the majestic giant lion beside him, confirming once again that all this was true.

Qin Hao's luck in his life came from this wild land, he couldn't believe it, and decided to confirm it one last time.

So a half-disfigured man reached out and plucked a green hair from his weed-like hair.

Closing his eyes, he didn't know what was muttering in his mouth, and the color of the green silk gradually faded, and finally turned into fly ash when it was white.

It was only a moment before tears welled up in his eyes again.

I saw Qin Hao dancing with his hands, letting out a reckless scream, striding towards the street next to him, grinning, and a blooming flower appeared on his ugly face.

The strange scream frightened the guys in the teahouse next to the palace, and the guys who wiped the table halfway down put down what they were doing.

The guy hooked his head and looked out, and saw the usually silent and sneaky ugly monster running around the street with his head covered and blind at this time.

Xindao, isn't this ugly monster hit by something and lost his heart and went crazy?

After the immortal sent Qin Hao out of the mansion, he slapped his shoulder helplessly, and facing the people in the shadows is a gesture that you don't want to come out.

"Don't persuade me, protect him, he's very important, you have to stay there. ”

The king of Western Qin did not want to have a disagreement with his old brother who had followed him all his life.

The person in the dark sighed, and said in his heart, I just think that the reward you gave him was too heavy, it was good to give money, pills, status, and dignity, and it was too precious to give a surname, if it was not cherished, wouldn't it make the Qin family ashamed?

However, the immortal was not given the right to appeal, and all his words could only be said to himself, and the old man in the dark had no choice but to pat his ass and follow Qin Hao.

"Let the supreme commander of the Western Qin Dead Warriors protect him, isn't it a bit of a place without silver?"

The Waisha Immortal was a little depressed and muttered in a low voice, after all, there are not a few people who know Ah Man in this world.

In the teahouse outside the palace of the Western Qin Dynasty, in a corner of the second floor, the three of them sat around the table, and after leaving the palace, they invariably turned back again.

"How can this kid be able to meet the immortals alone?" said in a low voice, flipping the tea bowl in a bored manner.

Obviously, Qin Hao did not escape the attention of the three of them.

"The immortal doesn't seem to be sad, but his own son has died. The other person cared about this, and there was even some complaint against the immortals in his words.

"Immortals don't cry in front of us. The third man spoke his mind.

As soon as he said that, the three of them were speechless for a while.

The teahouse guy took advantage of the fact that the adults didn't speak and changed the pot of hot tea for them.

"Hmph, my hands are so itchy, I want to pinch off a few bones of those girls in the east. The angry man slammed the tea bowl into ashes.

The tea bowl is crushed into smoke, mixed with the aroma of the tea, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"The people of Xiqin have a good memory. So do we, so do the immortals. He poured a bowl of tea, and he didn't drink it, but just touched the wall of the bowl with his fingers, and the warm and slightly hot feeling was like blood in the human body.

"Let's go about our business, that kid is probably a warlock. They were all men who shared the sorrows of the king. "It's a reminder not to act rashly.

The dead man with white eyebrows and black clothes followed behind Qin Hao, Qin Hao suddenly turned around, his ugly face startled the dead man, and he almost exclaimed.

How could this guy's face be ruined like this, it was like half of his face had been torn off alive.

He wasn't worried that Qin Hao would find out about him, even if he was standing in front of Qin Hao.

The dead man watched Qin Hao run wildly all the way, smirking until he returned to the courtyard where he lived.

There was a great tree in the courtyard, and the tree had great branches, and the dead man fell lightly on it, and everything below could be seen.

Qin Hao has been weak since he was a child, and he has been wandering all his life, and he has had enough food every day in the past two years.

At this time, he was yellow-skinned and thin, panting, and knelt down on the side of the water tank, scooped up a large scoop of water and poured it into his mouth.

After drinking a few large scoops, the rude movements ended up wetting a large piece of clothing on his chest.

At this moment, a little girl ran out of the house.

She looked very flustered in a hurry, and when she ran to Qin Hao, she found that he was just tired and was fetching water to drink.

She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that her panic was worried about Qin Hao.

The girl was picked up by Qin Hao, from a pile of dead people.

It was also winter, and the snow was falling, and the people who abandoned the corpses were too negligent, and there were three living people hidden in a truckload of stumps and broken arms.

The girl is one of them, and the other two Qin Hao can't be saved, and they won't be saved.

"Girl, my surname is Qin. From now on, my name is Qin Hao. "When you are happy, you have to talk to people and have people to listen, this is the ultimate joy.

The girl danced exaggeratedly, but she didn't say a word for half a day.

"Yes, it's the best thing in the world. Qin Hao said again.

The girl continued to gesture, this time doing it faster.

"That's right, I just went to see the immortals. ”

Hearing this, the girl became even more excited.

The white-eyed dead man understood that the girl was mute.

"I haven't seen the appearance of an immortal yet. I don't know what the girl made again, Qin Hao looked a little lost when he replied like this.

But the loss was only fleeting, and Qin Hao felt that he had no reason to be disappointed today no matter what.

Qin Hao felt that he would have the opportunity to see the true face of the immortals, and he regarded this as the last wish of his life, which could be put far behind the years.

Glancing at the girl who was as excited as herself, Qin Hao thought to herself, she had forgotten so many things, but she still remembered that the master of Xi Qin was the most beautiful man in the world, what should the face of the immortal look like?

It can't be more beautiful than his daughter, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Hao didn't dare to think about it anymore, comparing a man's skin with a woman's, it was too ridiculous.

In the small courtyard where Qin Hao lived, it was getting dark, and the dead man on the branch changed his posture and sat cross-legged on the branch to run Zhou Tian to keep his mind clear.

The movement below couldn't tell that Qin Hao was from a mortal, his white eyebrows were slightly raised, and he could see everything after a long time.

A person, when he calms down, he is easy to think of sad things, and the white-eyed dead man also saw the box, and he couldn't help but recall the past, the past was like a flowing cloud, and he sighed silently when the clouds dispersed.

That sigh did not echo in the heavens and the earth, but it caused Qin Hao, who had already closed his eyes and rested on the couch, to open his eyes.

At that moment, Qin Hao's eyes were like a pair of night pearls that shimmered brightly in the dark night.

However, in the vast world, no one looked at this side of the house.

The dead man guarding the big tree outside, his thoughts were just churning, and the aftertaste had not yet dissipated, and he had no time to pay attention to this insignificant light.

Count the heavens and the earth as goblins, and paint skin, bones, and beauties.

In this silent night, Qin Hao said in his heart: I, Qin Hao, will definitely let you cultivators know what it means to be a one-day grape and see through a thousand years.

It's not an extremely cold winter night, the prince of Western Qin has just fallen, and the half-faced beauty rubbed her eyebrows and woke up.