There was this type of Nancheng girl in the backyard of her father and brother, who thought she could handle men with her beauty.

That's right, Sang Jiaojiao is a person who watches the dishes.

The fox and the fake tiger are full of power.

She has been familiar with this work since her last life.

Well?

Bully people by flaunting one's powerful connections?

Could it be that the gods and gods she met all the way in her memory, and the Buddha killed the Buddha, and the fearless self was fake.

I don't want to, as long as I don't admit it, I don't exist if I can skillfully kneel on my knees.

Sang Jiaojiao: "Shhhh ”

"Prepare something for me first." Sang Jiaojiao didn't give Bai Yun a chance to speak, "No, is it true that the young master of your family just wants to see his Bai Yueguang stand-in suffer and suffer." ”

"What the hell is this?"

Bai Yun took a deep breath and endured it.

She couldn't figure out the young master's temperament, and she didn't dare to do too much.

Sang Jiaojiao spent three days happily like a mouse in the Linglong Pavilion, which was beautiful.

She felt that she had seen a lot, and she could still eat tricks when she ate.

Sang Jiaojiao sadly recalled the past: once, she thought that having a piece of black bread and a handful of water was the happiest thing.

Later, she thought it would be great to have an energy block.

Later, I thought that strawberry-flavored nutrients were the most delicious in the world.

But now, she can say, it was all shit before.

The world owes her eighteen years of deliciousness.

It was an eye-opener, an eye-opener.

Just like the witches in the past, at first they just wanted to dig up more sweet grass roots to fill their stomachs.

Later, they fought with the earth, the sky, and people.

Sure enough, people's infinite desire is the driving force for progress.

Sang Jiaojiao covered her small mouth and exclaimed: It is worthy of her to be able to say such philosophical words.

If those ancient enemies were still there, she would have thrown this sentence on their heads to see if they dared to say that the Wu Clan was a barbarian.

Sang Jiaojiao is very proud when she thinks about it, those people must not have imagined it, they spent a lot of effort to encircle and suppress themselves, but they themselves are all ancient, and she is still alive.

Qin Chongyuan quietly looked at Sang Jiaojiao's vivid expression, and looked at it for an hour or two, and he didn't speak.

This phenomenon occurs every day during these days.

Even Liu Shaoyan beside him couldn't guess what Qin Chongyuan was thinking.

Idea? No idea.

Qin Chongyuan couldn't figure out what was going on with him, as if he was at ease when he stayed by her side.

Even the restless spiritual core calmed down.

There was a person next to her, and Sang Jiaojiao didn't care, and did her own thing.

Everything is peaceful, there is an illusion that the years are quiet....ghost.

Liu Shaoyan ran in in a hurry, "Young Master, Young Master Yu has been contacted, but....the situation is very bad." ”

"What about the messenger?"

A bloody man who had lost half of his body was carried in.

The most terrifying thing is that half of the body is missing, and this person is still alive.

Sang Jiaojiao's eyes were shining.

Look what she senses....

A group of cute little beings.

"His body was gnawed away, and when our people saw him, his flesh was still covered with dense worms."

In the corner that Qin Chongyuan couldn't see, a belly boss with a large fingernail staggered towards Sang Jiaojiao.

It shook its head, and the buzzing sound waves conveyed a sense of excitement and euphoria.

Standing at the end, Bai Yun happened to see this scene just right.

She opened her mouth, glanced at Young Master Qin's tall back, and quickly closed it again.

Then he silently moved to the side, clasped his hands with his five fingers crossed in front of his chest, and stared nervously at the scarlet, strange blood-streaked bloodsucking insects flying towards Jiaojiao.

Looking at Sang Jiaojiao's unconscious appearance, Bai Yun revealed distorted excitement from the bottom of his heart.

If you bite it, you're about to bite it.

Just when the long mouthparts in front of the bloodsucking mosquito were about to touch Sang Jiaojiao, Sang Jiaojiao glared in displeasure.

Vampire mosquitoes: grievances.

The bloodsucking mosquito twisted its body 180 degrees in mid-air, aiming at the direction of the white clouds.

Vampire Marks: Fierce.

White Cloud: .....

The bloodsucking mosquito that was still dangling just now was like eating spinach balls.

Accelerate from a battered bicycle to a high-speed train.

Bai Yun: "Ah...."

Rao used her ability as fast as she could, or was poked by a bloodsucking mosquito.

Liu Shaoyan reacted quickly, and a piece of porcelain cut the blood-sucking mosquito into two sections.

But Bai Yun's arm was poked and quickly blackened and rotted.

Bai Yun was also ruthless, and directly dug down the skin, including the belt meat.

Sang Jiaojiao sighed, looking at her and feeling pain for her.

She had seen all the bones just now.

The rotten flesh with the big mouth of the bowl just fell to the ground and immediately turned into rotten water.

Qin Chongyuan thought that he was scared of Sang Jiaojiao, so he hurriedly asked people to come over to clean up, and with the half-dead person who reported the news, he moved outside with Liu Shaoyan.

Sang Jiaojiao slowly poured a glass of water for Bai Yun, pressed one finger on her wound, and covered Bai Yun's mouth with the other hand, and whispered, "You deserve it." ”

Bai Yun rolled his eyes in pain, his screams of pain were blocked in his throat, and his feet kicked around, but he couldn't break free from the coercion of an ordinary person.

That's not the point....

Bai Yun's eyes widened angrily, and a dull sound came from his throat.

Watching the twisted fear on Bai Yun's face climb little by little, Sang Jiaojiao grinned with satisfaction.

Sensing the stickiness of her palms, Sang Jiaojiao wiped her hands on Bai Yun's white and tender face in disgust.

"Next time, I'll kill you."

Bai Yun trembled all over, and cold palpitations one after another.

Even if Sang Jiaojiao let go of her, she didn't dare to resist, as if she had forgotten that she was an alien. Like an ordinary woman, she was so frightened that she couldn't stop crying.

She clutched her injured arm and shrunk her shoulder: "You see it, you know it." ”

Suddenly, Bai Yun roared without any image, "I'm going to tell the young master." ”

Sang Jiaojiao blinked, "Tell them that you were scared and insane?" ”

Qin Chongyuan, who heard the voice, rushed in first, eagerly looking for Sang Jiaojiao.

Seeing people holding a cup of tea in a good manner, the inexplicable impatience melted away.

"She, she can control that bloodsucking worm...," Bai Yun said resentfully.

The eyes of several people present fell on Sang Jiaojiao at the same time.

"What are you talking about?"

On the side, she was dressed in a pretty white mulberry, weak and harmless.

The distorted and hideous face of the white clouds on the side is really ugly.

Men know how to choose.

Liu Shaoyan said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

Bai Yun wanted to say more, the gate of the Qin family in Dongcheng was vigorously slammed open, and a group of people with missing arms and legs dragged a half-crippled man into the crowd.

"It's Young Master Yu."

Sang Jiaojiao suddenly looked up at the sky, and the smile on her face grew bigger and bigger.

She sensed that her cuties were coming.

This appearance fell in Bai Yun's eyes: Sang Jiaojiao's red lips and bewitching smile were enough to make people chill and uneasy.

The city of chaos is about to change.