Lu Ran also knew this person who fell from the sky. He was Bai Yunpiao, the second shopkeeper of He Lai Inn.
The person who became an immortal from a crane was not very human, so Lu Ran had seen him a few times in the inn before and thought he was cold.
Bai Yunpiao's words were indeed cold. He first asked Hui Huan, then glanced at Lu Ran, and his heart was as clear as a mirror.
You can roughly estimate how these two people got together.
Without waiting for Huan Huan to say more, Bai Yunpiao threw out a big net from his sleeves, caught four or five fleshmen, and then transformed into a pure white red-crowned crane.
"Help me hold on to this net, and then get on my back." Da He opened his mouth, his voice even colder than when he was in human form.
Hui Huan was still hesitating, but Lu Ran had already grabbed the net bag and said with a smile, "I'm familiar with holding a net."
The three people climbed onto the crane's back one after another. The white clouds moved swiftly and the crane roared, carrying the three people high into the air.
After flying several feet high, the three of them looked down. The flesh men continued to swarm and crowd each other. Suddenly, a mountain of flesh was formed in the valley. In the early morning, before dawn, this mountain of flesh appeared. It emits a strange blue color, which is very strange.
What exactly are these?
Although the three teenagers did not speak, they all had the same question in their minds.
The flying machine was indeed fast enough. In less than a quarter of an hour, Bai Yunpiao took three people and five fleshmen and flew to the "Pingtou Peak".
At the top of the peak, two people were waiting.
As soon as I landed in Huihuan, I saw two figures, one green and one black, from a distance. My eyes became wet. I hurried over and bowed to the ground.
Ke Zhizi and Lu Ran didn't want to be negligent and followed Hui Huan to pay their respects.
"Why did you two get together?" The beautiful woman in a green dress who spoke was none other than He Rouyu, the proprietress of He Lai Inn.
At the same time, he is also the master of Huanjiao Sword Immortal and Huihuan, known as "Bise Immortal".
"Go back to Master, I went to He Lai Inn to find you. I was in danger. It was this little brother named Lu Ran who saved me."
Hui Huan looked very respectful to his master.
When Lu Ran saw the proprietress He Rouyu again, his feeling was completely different, especially when he saw her green dress, he felt that he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
Facing Lu Ran, the proprietress smiled charmingly as usual, "Brother Ran, thank you for taking care of my disciple."
Lu Ran chuckled and quickly approached, "Boss lady, it turns out you are a swordsman? What about your sword?"
He Rouyu almost smiled and rolled her eyes, "Do you want to see my sword? If you want to see it, then you can die."
A small green sword was pressed against Lu Ran's throat unconsciously.
Lu Ran was shocked, and at the same time he recognized this sword. He had indeed seen it before.
It was the small green sword stuck on He Dusu's chest.
Green sword, green clothes, that's it.
"Lady boss...did I say something wrong?" Lu Ran really couldn't figure out why He Rouyu suddenly changed her attitude and wanted to kill him.
Hui Huan, however, acted as if he had been prepared, and stepped forward to whisper to He Rouyu. Upon hearing this, He Rouyu's smile spread again, and the sword in his hand disappeared.
She raised her charming eyes and smiled softly: "Try to see how good you are. You kid is not good at it. You are thin and weak. You have to make up for it."
At this time, the little old man behind He Rouyu said: "Since we are here, we are destined, let's refine this last pot of pills together."
This is a short, strong, and somewhat slovenly old Taoist priest.
Although it was a bit rude, Lu Ran always felt that the biggest feeling given by this person was that he was very unlucky. He himself was very unlucky, and if you look at him, he seems to be unlucky too.
So Lu Ran didn't dare to look at him more, but after Hui Huan introduced his identity, he almost vomited on the spot with his mouthful of young man's blood.
This old Taoist priest is indeed the master who returned to the world, Master Cihuan of Yangjian Mountain, a true immortal and a sword master.
Lu Ran really wants to ask you, this hapless old man, you always speak with both hands behind your back, so where is your sword?
However, he didn't dare to ask this time.
Because he saw the big crane, or rather the second shopkeeper in human form, walking over with a cold face, carrying two flesh figures.
Those two meat men had their feet lifted upside down and their hands were still dancing in the air. They had tongues but could not make sounds, let alone talk. Lu Ran remembered that he had been licked by them again, and couldn't help feeling sour in his stomach. He almost died. Vomit it out.
Bai Yunpiao said expressionlessly: "Master, do you want to go to the alchemy furnace and have a look?"
Master Cihuan nodded and told He Rouyu: "Rouyu, you can take the three of them to talk casually, and you can have a meal together at noon."
As soon as Master Ci Huan left, it was visible to the naked eye that Hui Huan relaxed a lot and chatted non-stop around He Rouyu. The two of them were a little too close, and they looked a bit like a mother and son.
"Have they always been like this?" Lu Ran, who was walking behind the two people, asked Ke Zhizi.
"Yes, the Sword Lord should be the closest person to the young master, just like his relatives." Ke Zhizi looked at the backs of the two people in front of him with a rare smile.
"This guy Hui Huan is still happier than me." Lu Ran suddenly sighed with emotion.
"You're not bad either. Don't you also have a sister by your side?" Kezhizi blinked, a little confused. From the time she met Lu Ran until now, she had hardly ever seen Lu Ran show such an envious look.
But it was only for a moment, and soon Ke Zhizi saw that the black-haired boy's eyes were very bright, showing some uncertainty.
"That's not true. Lu Qing is a hard-spoken person with a soft heart, but he is actually very kind to me."
After thinking about it, he was afraid that Ke Zhizi would feel a little self-pity. He even added: "Actually, you are also a relative who has returned to the world."
Ke Zhizi was startled for a moment and turned away. Although he relaxed his brows, he bit his lip again.
On this side, Hui Huan and his master exchanged some warm words about home affairs, and finally returned to the topic.
After returning to the world, I first paid attention to Master's "homework": "Has this elixir been refined?"
He Rouyu shook her head, "I have been practicing for forty years, and the soul pots I brought have been almost used. It always seems to be a little bit behind. Where is the difference? But I don't know."
Hui Huan then told him that there was an Eight Immortals Tower at the foot of the mountain, and there were tens of thousands of soul pots hidden in the Eight Immortals Tower.
Unexpectedly, He Rouyu was not surprised at all. She just shook her head and said, "I'm afraid it's not the soul pot's problem." After thinking about it, she couldn't help but scolded, "I told you a long time ago that you shouldn't come here."
"But...my brother..." Hui Huan's expression darkened for a moment, and then became extremely firm again, "So, Master, I have a reason to come."
A trace of surprise flashed in He Rouyu's eyes, "Since you made a plan from the beginning, why did you come up the mountain?"
Hui Huan lowered his head, not daring to look at the long-lost tenderness and love in her eyes, and whispered: "I am actually a little lucky, thinking that Master will be able to refine the golden elixir before 'Fu Tu', but this is just One reason, and another reason, is because I want... I want to see you, Master, again."
He Rouyu didn't speak anymore, she just gently held Hui Huan's thin shoulders and gently rubbed them.
Huan Huan turned around and saw two beautiful crystal tears blooming in her eyes.
