Hearing Zhong Han's question, Han Xiu was not surprised at all. He knew that this body of his had some sort of connection with the man in front of him, and seeing that he did not recognize them, doubts arose in his heart.

"Me? The mountain villager is alone, there's nothing special about him. " Han Xiu said leisurely.

With that, he sat down on a stone bench.

"Do you know a person called Han Boda?" Zhong Han did not mind Han Xiu's nonchalant attitude and continued to ask him another question.

"I don't know him." Han Xiu quickly replied.

"What about Sun Mountain?"

"Never heard of it."

Zhong Han was silent.

He calmly looked at Han Xiu, trying to discern something from his face, but to no avail.

Blinking slowly, Zhong Han said: "I know it's very presumptuous of you to suddenly visit, but you look too similar to someone I know, it's practically the same, and your name is also the same, that's why I came to find you."

"My name?" Han Xiu squinted his eyes and looked at the other party with an unfathomable look, asking, "How do you know my name?"

Zhong Han stared blankly, knowing that he had misspoken in that moment.

As a result, he did not hide anything and told her about meeting Han Xiu on the street yesterday.

"I didn't expect to meet you again, and also let me witness your power. Besides the person I know having the same name and appearance, the rest of you are different. He doesn't have your powerful skills, nor your self-confidence and arrogance."

Zhong Han told his his impression of Han Xiu.

Han Xiu's face was extremely calm, he was not moved by Zhong Han's praises, because it was him after all, and there was no need for others to judge him.

"I don't think I'm the person you know." With that, Han Xiu got up and headed back into the house. Seeing that, he said to Zhong Han and the others: Sorry, if there is nothing else, please go back.

Yihe, who was standing beside Zhong Han, immediately revealed a displeased expression when he saw Han Xiu's arrogant attitude and the youth's tactful expulsion.

These commoners actually dared to act so arrogantly in front of them. How despicable!

"Zhong Han, no need to be polite with them, teach this brat a lesson. Make him stop meddling in the affairs of Heavenly Heart Pill, otherwise, you will take his life!"

"Shut up!" Zhong Han said angrily as he looked at Yihe with cold eyes.

Yihe's face changed, he retreated, and did not speak anymore.

Hearing Yihe's words, Murong Qing could not help but feel a hint of shock, and thought to himself: So these are the few people that want to steal the Heavenly Heart Pill …

Zhong Han looked at Murong Qing and said: "I'm sorry, good friends are always straightforward. If there's any offense, please forgive me."

Murong Qing shook his head and did not say a word.

He did not dare say anything, these were the immortals mentioned by Da Zhuang, so he wondered if they could sense that he had already eaten the Heavenly Heart Pill they were looking for.

Seeing that there were no rewards, Zhong Han was disappointed.

He looked at the Bamboo House door, and seemed to still be a little unwilling.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world? Putting aside the fact that they looked exactly the same, even their names were the same?

No one knew what he was thinking, but Zhong Han's disappointed eyes suddenly flashed with a ray of light, but he quickly returned to normal.

He looked at the Bamboo House entrance and said: "I guess you aren't the Han Xiu that I know either. He's got poison on his body, and after all this time, he should have probably lost his soul to heaven already. Excuse me, I'll be taking my leave. "

After he finished speaking, he brought his comrades and left, leaving the confused Murong Qing standing on the spot.

In the hut, Han Xiu who was holding onto a small knife and carving bamboo heard Zhong Han's last sentence, the hand holding the knife suddenly stopped.

Poisoned?

What do you mean?