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However, Konishi is a self-familiar by nature, although the demon in his appearance is very intimidating, but the desire for another thing in his heart overcomes the slightest fear. So regardless of the demon question's resistance, he pulled people aside and whispered.

Demon Wen didn't care to follow her steps, he wanted to see what kind of moth this subordinate was defeated.

Xiaoxi took the demon to the back of the rockery on the side of the pavilion, and then looked at him with a very reverent look.

The demon asked that she was uncomfortable, and said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly!" has never had a good attitude towards unfamiliar shemale questions.

Xiao Xi didn't care, and he didn't twist, and said straight to the point: "Demon Ask Childe, the trick you used that day is a legendary spell, right?"

The spell school, passed down from generation to generation, does belong to the legendary level in the world, but I don't want Xiaoxi, a small girl, to be able to see through it at a glance. However, the demon asked not to hide it, after all, the spell school itself is also a middle and upper sect, and due to the scarcity of disciples, it is not a dazzling exercise in this world.

But this girl's expectant expression made the demon ask a little wary, God knows if he is most afraid of trouble?

What's more, spells have been passed down from generation to generation.

"Don't think about it, my son doesn't accept apprentices. The demon asked with a flick of his sleeves, and no longer looked at Xiaoxi's injured face, and left directly.

But the words of the two were heard clearly by Qingtian...

After Qingtian found out that she could use the red line, she picked up her previous cultivation again, after all, she is bent on becoming stronger now, and although the red line is not aggressive, it is really good to use it as a support...

She left a red thread on the demon question, of course, the purpose is not to monitor or anything like that, but she just wants to practice her hands.

However, the section left on Wu Qingqiu's body, why the purpose is really not easy to say.

The whole day sat in the pavilion, flipped through the yellowed booklet, stared at the garden and strewn around for a while, and the whole day went by.

Thinking that it would be too late, the two of them might have to call themselves to treat Wu Qingqiu's injuries, but they were not in a hurry to sleep on a sunny day. In the afternoon, she slept on her stomach on the stone table for a while, and she was in good spirits.

The sound transmission was turned off before the red line left on Wu Qingqiu's side, and the sound transmission was turned on at this time on a sunny day, and after listening with bated breath for a while, he could only hear Wu Qingqiu's shallow breathing. I don't care anymore.

I got up and found the marriage book from under the pillow, and since I knew that there was a record in the marriage book, I always took it out and flipped through it from time to time. I think the things written here are also related to the people around her, so I still need to pay more attention.

The first page is still the table of contents, but nothing has changed, and there are still three records written one after another.

On a sunny day, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a name after the third record!

Insipid.

Qingtian pondered for a while, thinking that this probably meant that this pair should be the kind of love story of ordinary people who were relatively plain.

But I didn't hesitate to turn to the back to look.

But except for one more name, nothing else has changed. Qingtian pressed the marriage book back under the pillow, frowned and thought about it, and locked the target on Yan Jing and Qi Cui'er.

Speaking of which, Yan Jing's thoughts about Cui'er are quite obvious, but Cui'er has grown up alone since she was a child, and she is obviously not enlightened about this love matter. Although Yan Jing talks a lot, looking at his cautious appearance towards Cui'er on weekdays, he also knows that he is not the one who will take the initiative to poke the window paper.

Qingtian held her chin and thought about it, wondering if she should help these two people, and just to verify her intuition.

The intuition of the old moon.

On a sunny day here, he was thinking about doing something that the old man should do, and suddenly there was an extremely noisy noise in his ears.

"Little master!" this is Xiao Gao's voice.

Immediately followed by a burst of footsteps, Xiao Gao seemed to be in a hurry to go out and shout: "Brother, brother, the little master is awake! Go and call the doctor!"

After that, it was quiet for a while, and then I heard Xiao Gao's cautious voice: "Little master, are you better?"

Xu was still a little confused when he woke up, Wu Qingqiu didn't answer immediately, and Xiao Low was also busy calling the doctor, and there were only Xiao Gao and Wu Qingqiu in the room.

After a while, Wu Qingqiu opened his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Who are you?"

Immediately followed by the voice of Xiao Low coming in with a bunch of people, but he didn't have time to check Wu Qingqiu's pulse, Xiao Gao shouted first: "Brother, little master, he doesn't know me anymore." ”

After that, there was a chaotic sound of life and footsteps, and Wu Qingqiu seemed to faint again.

The loud and noisy sound is a headache.

Qingtian didn't listen to it anymore, and at this moment she had an extremely strange feeling in her heart.

I can't tell the truth.

Especially the name Hongying...

Extremely familiar.

Unable to allow her to think carefully, Qingqiu Mansion sent someone to pick her up, and wanted to come over there to be chaos, so he sent someone else over instead of Xiao Low and the two.

Qingtian naturally didn't refuse, there was a strange palpitation in her heart, and she had to figure it out.

As soon as he got down from the black feather, Xiao Low came over and said, "The little young master woke up not long ago, but it seems that something is not normal, and it is still very noisy, so we have to knock the little young master unconscious again." ”

Qingtian nodded, she already knew the general situation, but she was still a little surprised that this loyal subordinate would knock Wu Qingqiu unconscious with his own hands. Originally, she thought that Xiao Gao and the two would follow Wu Qingqiu to show off their might, but she didn't expect that they would have the means to encounter a big event.

didn't have time to think about it, and within a few steps, the two of them arrived at the door of Wu Qingqiu's house.

Pushing the door in, Xiao Gao was sitting on the stool next to the bed, crying and mourning, and his eyes were even red.

Before the sunny day came, he sighed that Wu Qingqiu's management subordinates really had a set, and he was attracted by the person lying on the bed.

The man lay face down on the bed, his long hair unkempt on his back, his snow-white undershirt loosely draped over his shoulders in the struggle, revealing the hideous wounds and bloodstained gauze.

Obviously, there hasn't been much change, but Qingtian can feel his heart beating faster and faster as he gets close to him.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

One after another, like a drum, it was raised high and smashed down heavily, causing pain in people's chests.

The man who should have fainted on the bed jerked his head up. A pair of eyes were flushed with bloodthirsty light, staring at Xiao Qingtian deadly, not moving for a moment.

On a sunny day, you can't move your feet like they're nailed to the ground.

The fierceness in the man's eyes faded in minutes, bounced up from the bed like a spring, and the movement was so big that he pounced on Xiao Qingtian without the slightest scruples.