Xiao Qi took out his mobile phone and clicked directly on WeChat.

After thinking about it, I just set up a small group chat with the Eight Immortals.

The Eight Immortals are all very generous, and often send some treasures, so I have to chat with them.

Thinking of this, he immediately pulled the Eight Immortals out of the Asgard Red Envelope Group and pulled them into a group chat, and then casually wrapped eight bottles of ancient Chinese wine and posted them in the group chat in the form of red envelopes.

Almost instantly, the eight bottles were snatched up.

Tie Guan Li: Hahaha, it's rare that Shangxian is free, and our eight brothers and sisters are trying to talk to Shangxian.

Han Zhongli: Yes, as soon as the immortals came, they sent wine to drink, which made the little brother a little embarrassed.

Xiao Qi: Don't be so polite, I'll fall in love with you, don't say more kind words.

He Xiangu: Brother Ruffian, let's talk about wine today.

Lan Caihe: Oh, everyone is drunk if they don't get drunk, Brother Dongbin, look at the appearance of the fairy girl.

Lu Dongbin: Sister Xiangu has been smiling a lot lately, which is a good thing.

Han Xiangzi: That's right, that guy has been a lot more peaceful recently, and this is the credit of Brother Zhongli.

Han Zhongli: It's a big mistake, this is the credit of the ruffian brother's fruit wine.

Uncle Cao Guo: Brother ruffian, Uncle Cao Guo has been friends for a long time, and I can chat with my brother today, which is enough to comfort my life.

Xiao Qiyi couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, Uncle Cao Guo, this guy, always puts his posture very low, he is the one with the worst qualifications and the lowest ability among the eight immortals, so it is estimated that he is used to being modest.

Xiao Qi: Okay, brothers, just talk to me, you guys, the fairy girl is the most refreshing, sister, let's say, what kind of Zen are you talking about today?

He Xiangu: Brother Ruffian, you forgot, it's the dream into the Zen machine you pointed out.

Looking at He Xiangu's reply, Xiao Qi felt a chill in his heart, a confused nightmare, these guys are still thinking about it, but don't be stunned by a few of them.

Xiao Qi: Sister, if you dream of a Zen machine, you can't be too strong, you have to rely on fate.

Zhang Guolao: Hehe, Xiao Lao'er also said the same thing, but the fairy aunt was fascinated, meditated day and night, and saw that everyone had lost weight.

Xiao Qi: Ah, Sister Xiangu, have you lost weight, hurry up and send a photo to show your brother.

He Xiangu: Don't listen to Guo Lao's nonsense, I am a fairy body, how can I lose weight.

Xiao Qike didn't care if she was really thin or not, and quickly sent a message to He Xiangu: "Sister, brother wants to see what you look like now, quick, send a photo to take a look." ”

At the same time, I also posted a sentence in the group.

Xiao Qi: Even if the fairy girl is thin, it is also a stunning beauty that captivates the country and the city.

Lu Dongbin: Brother Ruffian is right, Sister Immortal is in the Heavenly Court, she is definitely unparalleled in color, and she is among the best.

At this time, He Xiangu quietly sent a private message to Xiao Qi.

He Xiangu: Brother Ruffian, I'll send it to you later, I just drank a few sips of fruit wine, and now the wine is surging, it's very hot, and I'm only wearing intimate clothes.

Xiao Qiyi saw it, and he was even more excited, I damn it, I don't watch it at this time, but when will I wait, and immediately sent a long message.

Xiao Qi: Sister, this is not right, you have been dreaming of the Zen machine for so long, can you still not break the truth that all appearances are not as good as no appearance? In the eyes of the eldest brother, there is only one kind of appearance of all beings, that is, neither color nor emptiness.

At this time, by the lotus pond in the Eight Immortals Palace, He Xiangu looked at Xiao Qi's information, and said to herself: "Ten thousand phases are not as good as no phases? Buddhism is not easy to cultivate, and it always makes people let go of their attachments." Since there is only one kind of sentient being, neither color nor emptiness, what do I care about?"

After speaking, he raised his head and drank another sip of ancient Chinese wine, with a dreamy and drunken expression, with an elegant smile, wearing only a translucent tulle, which was instantly fixed.

And Xiao Qi's mobile phone buzzed, and He Xiangu's photo was sent.

Xiao Qi was ecstatic in his heart, trying to calm his breathing, and lightly tapped his finger on the photo.

On the edge of a lotus pond with a white mist, an elegant and indifferent woman with a reddish complexion, half-closed starry eyes, and only a wisp of tulle on her body, looked at herself with a smile.

Her slender and graceful figure, with a fairy halo, against the pond of nasturtium lotus leaves, is really a human-faced lotus, competing for beauty.

There is a gap between He Xiangu and her imaginary image, she is a human body that has cultivated the way of heaven, Xiao Qi has always thought that her beauty will carry the taste of the world.

But now it seems that her beauty is still not eating the fireworks of the world, and it is fresh and refined, enough to compete with Chang'e and other fairies.

Xiao Qi looked at it blankly for a long time, and so far, all the fairies he has seen have not disappointed him.

From Chang'e, the Weaver Girl, the Seven Princesses, the Hundred Flowers Fairy, to the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and even the Little Yimihua Elf, to the current He Xiangu, all of them are shocking.

Xiao Qi stored the photo in his mobile phone and quickly sent a message to He Xiangu.

Xiao Qi: Sister Xiangu, fresh and elegant, red and intoxicating, extremely attractive.

At this time, more than a dozen messages had already been sent in the group chat, all asking Xiao Qi if he and He Xiangu had a private chat, and the two of them suddenly lost their faith at the same time.

He Xiangu hurriedly sent a private message to Xiao Qi.

He Xiangu: Brother Ruffian, when my little sister is looking forward to drinking and chatting with you face-to-face, let's go to the group chat first, otherwise Brother Zhongli will chase after you.

Xiao Qi: Haha, okay, go to the group chat.

After returning to He Xiangu, he quickly turned back to the group chat, and was running into Uncle Cao Guo's tirade bluffing.

Looking at what he said, he was actually analyzing He Xiangu's current state, and he was a little immortal.

Xiao Qi was shocked when he saw it, the immortal heart was emotional, it couldn't be emotional for himself, right?

Han Zhongli: Uncle Guo, don't talk nonsense, the immortal heart is emotional, the Sansheng Stone has been roaring for a long time, do you still remember the Zixia Fairy thousands of years ago? At that time, the Sansheng Stone rang for a hundred days.

Lu Dongbin: That's it, the fairy heart is emotional, this is a major event in the heavenly court, and the queen mother knows about it, and she has to check it again.

Uncle Cao: Uh, haha, Uncle Guo just talked about it casually.

He Xiangu: Damn Uncle Cao Guo, you talk nonsense to me and send red envelopes to make amends.

Han Xiangzi: Yes, send red envelopes to make amends.

Lan Caihe: Raise your hand in agreement.

Zhang Guolao: Little Lao'er agreed.

Tie Guan Li: Well, Brother Ruffian, this wine tastes really good, Uncle Cao Guo, send red envelopes quickly, Tie Guan Li is a little too much, you are late, I will go down with this iron crutch, and I don't care if I smash a hole in your palace door.

Uncle Cao Guo: Brothers and sisters, you have always known that my Uncle Cao Guo is poor, what do you take to give red envelopes.

Lan Caihe: Uncle Guo, if you cry poor again, I'll go to your place to rummage things. We all already know that you are very close to Xingyu Immortal Monarch Yang Yu, a disciple of Duobao Daoren, and that kid has a lot of good things in his hand.

He Xiangu: Hurry up, Uncle Cao Guo, if we rub it out again, we're really going to your place to rummage things.

Uncle Cao Guo: Okay, okay, I'll send it, I'll send it, alas, Xingyu Immortal Jun is all gadgets, and you won't care about it, so let's put twenty small things in a big bag, everyone is lucky.

Xiao Qi waited for a long time, and finally waited for this sentence, and scolded in his heart, this coercion, and finally willing to bleed. '