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Song Qingxiao couldn't help but chuckle, and after Zhou Ye heard her voice, he was like crying with joy:

"Miss Song, are you alright?"

"It's fine." Song Qingxiao responded, and Zhou Ye said, "It's great that you're okay, Luo Shao called and asked about you two days ago." ”

His tone was more enthusiastic, and it was obvious that Luo Zhiyu's act of calling made him more attentive to Song Qingxiao:

"I made an appointment with you to replace the doors, windows and glass for you today, do you see that the time has changed?"

Song Qingxiao heard him mention Luo Zhiyu to inquire about his situation, and couldn't help squinting his eyes, but he said:

"No change, you just come here."

After sending Zhou Ye away, Song Qingxiao fiddled with her mobile phone, she had already passed the time to meet Luo Zhiyu, and there were several missed calls from Luo Wu on her mobile phone, but Song Qingxiao did not mean to reply to his call first.

Luo Wu is not in a hurry, if her guess is true, Luo Wu really got the information that she lost her business card, and tried to threaten herself with it, but the business card was his, even if he could guess that the death of the two people from the hidden family had something to do with him more or less, Song Qing didn't dare to say it.

Not only did he not dare to say it, but he was afraid that he would have to help finish it, otherwise if the people of the hidden family learned the truth, he would be in trouble, and he might not be able to get out of it.

At present, the top priority is the situation on the side of the National Security Agency.

Holding her mobile phone, she decided to go to the guard hall later before Zhou Ye came over and inquire about what happened during her healing and ascension.

But before that, she raised her head, and she had to clear the house first!

On the way to cultivation, Song Qingxiao was still a novice, and he was almost harmed by the yin spirit in the house for the first time when he ascended to the realm, and he suffered a big loss, so naturally he would not leave such a disaster for himself again.

She put down her phone and walked slowly out of the room with a dagger in hand.

Song Qingxiao moved, and the silver wolf lying on the ground slowly propped up his body and followed behind her.

After ascending, with every step she took, she felt the swing of her body and her breath form a natural and wonderful coordination, and she would never waste extra strength to make useless movements.

The induction of the surrounding spiritual power and qi has made a qualitative leap compared with before.

Her body was much lighter, and her whole breath seemed to be one with nature, and no matter how much she tried to hide her breathing, she could still hear the blood surging, the sound of her heartbeat, and the thin gasp.

But at this time, Song Qingxiao did not deliberately restrain her steps, but the moment her feet landed, she was still silent.

She didn't have to look back, her consciousness naturally sensed that the silver wolf was about a meter behind her.

It tried its best to retract its claws, but the moment the soles of its feet hit the ground, the nails still made a soft 'snorting' sound when they touched the floor.

In the past, her divine consciousness could only sense movement in a room, but at this time, the sea of consciousness was expanded several times, and once the divine consciousness was released, the whole house seemed to be under her 'vision'.

In every corner of the living room, the air conditioning outlet in the house is blowing a cool breeze, and under the eaves outside the glass door, a fish that has escaped the sight of the cleaner is laboriously redrawing the net and trying to catch insects.

The consciousness spread outward, and under the scorching sun, a cool breeze was sent from time to time, and the newly planted plants in the sun were still a little listless.

This feeling made Song Qingxiao feel both interesting and novel, she didn't need to go out, relying on her divine sense, she could take in everything around her 'eyes'.

This is only the lowest level of cultivation, and in the future, as her strength increases, her divine sense will become more profound, and she will be able to 'see' more when she travels in the heavens and the earth.

She was in a very good mood, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and it was not until she stood in the broken doorway that her face slowly froze.

Once again, the place in the doorway was pounced by the silver wolf, leaving a mark of impact on it, and the door frame was somewhat deformed.

After going upstairs again, her strength and mood were different from the previous time, and the feeling when she stood at the door of the room was naturally different.

There was a faint yin qi in the room, with a faint fishy smell.

This taste is somewhat similar to Chu Ke, but it is much lighter, obviously because the resentment of the Yin Soul in the house is not as strong as Chu Keqiang.

But the presence of this aura proves that 'she' is still in the house.

When the silver wolf came, his lazy eyes became fierce, and the nails in his feet poked out.

It grinned, bared its fangs, and let out a low growl in its throat.

The contents of the house were smashed into a mess, the curtains on the windows were torn apart, and the glass was knocked out of the criss-crossing lines, but it did not crack and fell down.

The sunlight doesn't seem to be able to shine into the house, making the room look a little dark.

Song Qingxiao stretched out his hand and turned on the light, perhaps because of the influence of yin qi, the light was a little dim, shining on the wall, looking miserable and white.

The yin qi around 'Woo ......' began to get thicker and thicker, and the silver wolf sensed the change in the qi and moved his ears.

The overhead lamp emitted a 'sizzling' electric sound, as if the energy supply was insufficient, and the light gradually dimmed.

The sound of 'ping pong' ringing sounded in Song Qingxiao's mind, and with the sound of a heavy object falling with a 'bell', a woman sobbed and trembled:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"What can I do? Mr. Sun is so majestic, who are you crying to? A man sneered.

"Mom has already slept, and the children have rested, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow." The woman 'Hisoka' got up and lowered her voice a little helplessly, but soon there was a loud 'clang', as if someone had been pushed to the ground, hitting something, and letting out a muffled snort of pain: "Hmm." ”

"Weak heart? Scared? The man's voice slowly became gloomy, "You have an eye-to-eye with that Mr. Hu tonight, when I die?" ”

The surrounding light had all darkened, as if in the middle of the night, Song Qingxiao seemed to be in a closed room, without turning on the light, afraid that as soon as she turned on the light, she would be noticed by the people who were arguing outside.

'She' secretly opened a crack in the closed door, and the faint light shone into the room through the door, and the sound of the quarrel came in more clearly, so that 'she' could hear it clearly.

The two couples downstairs had a fierce quarrel, the more the quarrel became more and more intense, the woman tried to get up to avoid dodging, but the man did not relent, in the dispute, the woman who had not yet stood firm was dragged by the man's neckline, and the raised arm was thrown down hard, and the 'snap' sound fell to the woman's face, causing the woman to stumble and fall to the ground without a sound.

She' knew that he had done it again, this was not the first time, the woman must be covering her face and sobbing at this time, probably because of her face, for fear of being heard by the children and the elderly at home.

But in fact, 'she' had already heard it, they were arguing so loudly and so badly, maybe the children were all awake, and at this time, like 'her', they were pulling the crack in the door and secretly looking out.