Chapter 324: Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, a Little Sweet (27)
"I heard that they spoil their daughters very much, especially the Baguio fairy, and their temper is notoriously hot in the cultivation world."
"Hehe, you say, will she tear you alive then?"
"You?" Su Lanqing's face turned pale with fright, and she involuntarily took a big step back.
Su Qiao, how could she know that she was Su Lanqing?
She didn't think she had ever shown any flaws.
Even if she is a person with high cultivation, if she does not investigate carefully, she will definitely not find that she is the one who takes away the sacrifice.
Su Qiao patted her on the shoulder and said with a very friendly smile:
"Hehe, don't recognize the wrong person next time, otherwise I'll think you're some acquaintance of mine, just wearing an unfamiliar skin."
Su Lanqing's body trembled with fear, and she didn't dare to say a word again.
Su Qiao looked at her little face, which was as white as the wall, and squinted with a smile.
Be afraid!
Fear it!
Suffer!
That's what she wanted.
Collect some interest today, and after a while, when everyone is ready, she will take her life again.
took out a small storage bag from the storage bag and threw it into Su Lanqing's arms casually:
"Oh, by the way, this is for you, this kind of thing, I really don't like it."
In the space, 444 bit his little paws, looking suspicious.
Host, are you so kind?
It's all in hand, and you can return it?
Why does it think that its host is holding back its big move?
It's not that it doesn't want to think of its host on the good side, but that Su Qiao is no longer the little white he was now.
The current Su Qiao is a real black-hearted sesame bag.
Hehe, you still know me.
How could she be so kind?
It's just to help Su Lanqing.
Her soul and body are not completely integrated now, she should be very uncomfortable, right?
It just so happened that she found a good thing in the storage bag of the Yuan Sect disciple that day.
Just do a good deed and give it to her.
Su Qiao touched his stomach in a very good mood: "Go, I've been delayed for so long, I'm hungry." ”
"What do you want to eat? Barbecue? Or stew? ”
Bai Lihan took out a jet-black sword from the storage bag, threw it into the air, and flew up with his arms around her waist.
"Anything, as long as it's not grass."
The grass that Su Qiao said is actually green vegetables.
Maybe it's because she didn't have a sense of taste before, and she has tasted too much of the poisonous weeds given to her by the old ghost poison, and she hates to eat green vegetables that don't have any taste.
"Uncle Shi" just let Su Qiao leave, Su Lanqing was very unwilling.
In particular, she also discovers her own secrets.
If she divulges her secrets
Su Lanqing couldn't imagine what kind of situation she would face.
She even regretted a little why she chose this body to give up.
But at that time, only this body in the illusion was a young girl, and her qualifications were good.
The three elders were greatly relieved after Su Qiao and them turned into a meteor and disappeared into the sky.
Who is this man?
It doesn't seem to be very old, but his cultivation is unfathomable.
When did such an outstanding figure emerge in the cultivation realm?
"Uncle Shi"
A trace of resentment flashed quickly in Su Lanqing's eyes, and she gently pulled the hem of the third elder's clothes, pouting unwillingly.
"Xiao Yu, that man's cultivation is far above me." The Third Elder sighed slightly.
It's not that he doesn't want to give her a head, it's that he can't do anything about it.
If he had been a little disrespectful just now, maybe all of them would have died by this time.
Su Lanqing was stunned, "Impossible!" He's wearing us."
"He's wearing the gray robe of a disciple of the outer sect of the Lingyuan Sect."
How could cultivation be above Uncle Shi?
Uncle Shi is a powerful person in the middle of the Yuan Infant.
In this era when spiritual power is getting thinner and thinner, except for a few old monsters who retreat and cultivate in retreat from each sect.
In the middle of the Yuan Infant, he is already at the top.
Sanchang shook his head with a slightly wry smile: "Clothes don't represent anything." ”
"It is said that there was a senior who worked as a beggar for a period of time in order to hone his mind."
Lewen