That's it! She thinks that she does not have the Buddha nature of Xiao Ran's compassion for others, nor does she have the consciousness of destroying demons and defending the way.

So she doesn't plan to be a savior, she doesn't have this ambition, let alone this ability.

If these five turbid worlds are really destroyed, then she will go back to that day and continue to count her hair.

It's just that the wind can't be dropped.

If it really comes to the day of Xiao Ran's evil sin, then she has to find a way to catch the wind and go back and count her hair with her!

"Is there any way to restore the essence of gods and demons?"

Qing He knew that as a mortal, the wind would definitely not be able to go to the sky, but if the divine consciousness body was restored, it should be no problem.

"Nope!" Xiao Ran didn't think about it, and answered simply.

"Cut ......." Qinghe said he didn't believe it! I've obviously seen the ghost car and the body.

Squinted, squinted at Xiao Ran, and guessed in his heart: This Xiao Ran must not want to tell himself!

But there is nothing he can do about it, Qing He knows that if it is something that Xiao Ran doesn't want to say, no matter how he tortures him, he will not let go!

It seems that asking him will not lead to results. Maybe...... At that time, I saw the blood of the witch clan who saw the ghost car appear, and I should know something.

"Stay away from the sorcerers." Xiao Ran suddenly reminded her as if admonished.

"Wizards? Is there a sorcerer around me...... "Does this person have mind reading?"

Thinking about it, the sorcerer she really came into contact with should only be qi and blood, but the other party seemed to be quite friendly, and she didn't feel that she had anything worthy of the other party's murder.....

Could it be ...... What Xiao Ran is referring to is the dark sorcerer who casts a spell on the wind and does not have a weapon?

"Eh, what kind of wizard are you talking about, is it an illusion or something? It's similar to that bull-nosed old way? "In other words, she herself is half a bull-nosed veteran.

"No, they're really people with powers."

"Huh? Creating illusions? Manipulating the dead?? "When Qing He read the booklet to Feng Buqi before, she saw these abilities written on it, at that time, she only thought that the descendants of the Wu clan beautified the ancestors and even reached the point of deification, but she didn't expect it to be true!

"Hmm!" got Xiao Ran's reconfirmation.

Awesome, my God!

Those sorcerers have such cool skills!

She is a god and she knows nothing!

This kind of friend she Xiao He is sure of!

———

The sound of horses' hooves outside the car stopped, and the frame stopped outside Xiao's house.

Qinghe is now the identity of Miss Xiao Mansion, and it is impossible to follow the wind back to the palace.

I could only take Qiaoxiu to settle down in Xiao Mansion together.

"I'm going to leave Jundu for a while tomorrow, so you can do it yourself." Xiao Ran, who brought Qinghe to the door of the boudoir, threw down such a sentence and left.

Qing He pursed his lips, very dissatisfied with Xiao Ran's mouth, which may have been miasma of turbidity: "It's good for yourself....... Can't you say that you take care of yourself? ”

Crunch———

Qinghe pushed open the boudoir door of the so-called Miss Xiao family, and a gust of wind passed through the hall, and the panes without window paper were hanging on the window frame and shaking......

I looked around the room.

The renovation of the Xiao Mansion is really ...... Unique.

The scenery is beautiful outside, but the inside is simple......

It's as simple as ...... There was only one plank bed, the kind that babbled at the foot of the bed when it was moved slightly.

"Miss......" Qiaoxiu's eyes turned red inexplicably.

"What's wrong?" Qinghe is psychologically confused...... Shouldn't you be the one who should cry?

"How can the young lady live in such a boudoir...... Are the national teachers treating you like this......" Qiaoxiu said as tears were about to fall, and looked at Qinghe with distress.

Seeing that Qinghe began to feel sorry for himself!

"Probably...... He doesn't have much money for incense......"

Qing He said with a sad face.

Qiaoxiu listened with a confused face.

National Teacher ....... Isn't it the one who took it? What is incense money......