Su Qiao pulled out his fingers and raised his eyebrows. "Do you want me to go back?"
"Or are you addicted to pretending to be an outer sect disciple and want to go back?"
Baili Han shook his head firmly, "No, I don't want you to go back!"
He hoped that she would never return to Lingyuan Sect.
And don’t ever see that man Nie Feng again.
When he thought about the fact that it was that man who had been with her during the ten years he was gone, he felt sour in his heart.
"That's it, isn't it?" Su Qiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and just walked away.
Baili Han quickly followed, with a faint smile of joy on his face, "You have really changed a lot."
The timid and silly girl has grown up and become confident, outspoken and aggressive.
It was becoming more and more to his liking.
Su Qiao glanced at him sideways and said, "Haven't you changed too?"
The boy in my memory was somewhat unruly, rebellious, and had a sharp tongue.
He also likes to go around causing trouble with a few of his good friends, often causing chaos on the streets.
But surprisingly, he has a very good heart.
He was a bit like those little knights in her previous world who loved to fight for justice and rob the rich to help the poor.
Now.
He has become mature and steady, with a strong smell of blood.
Although he had tried his best to restrain himself, Su Qiao, who was extremely sensitive, still smelled the scent of a ferocious beast coming from him.
I guess he must have had a hard time these years!
He is unable to practice and has no cultivation, but his enemy is Nie Feng, the master of a peak of Lingyuan Sect, a man with talent that is rare in hundreds of years.
The hatred of genocide stood before him like a mountain, but he was powerless to do anything and even struggling to survive.
If it were her, she would probably go crazy too.
Just as Su Qiao was sighing and thinking about being nicer to this man in the future, a crisp and delicate cry sounded in her ears.
She looked around and realized that they were already outside a small village.
Host, you are the shameless woman who wants to steal your body. 444 reminder.
"Su Qiao!"
Seeing that Su Qiaoli ignored her, Su Lanqing gritted her teeth in anger and called her again in hatred.
Baili Han had noticed this group of people a long time ago, but he didn't expect that they also knew Su Qiao.
And from the looks of it, it seems like he is an enemy rather than a friend.
There was a flash of blood-red light in his eyes, and a faint murderous aura emanated from him.
Su Qiao grabbed his hand and stopped him from doing that.
Then he took two steps forward slowly and glanced at the robe of the middle-aged man in the lead.
Blue with gold edges.
This is the robe of the elder of Tianyuan Sect.
Squinting her eyes slightly, she looked at the pretty girl beside the man and suddenly smiled.
"Why, you look so familiar, do you know me?"
Without waiting for her to reply, Su Qiao slowly stroked her black hair that fell to her chest and said, "But I don't think I've seen you before."
Could it be that Su Lanqing has forgotten that she is now Xin Yu, the daughter of the grand elder of Tianyuan Sect.
Su Lanqing's breathing stagnated and she felt extremely regretful.
When she saw Su Qiao, she actually forgot about it.
She had heard before that after her death, Nie Feng immediately accepted Su Qiao as his disciple and treated her very well.
I was always angry in my heart.
It was just because of his current status and because he was constantly being harassed by the people from the Tianyuan Sect that he was unable to rush to the Lingyuan Sect to settle accounts with this couple.
I just didn't expect to meet Su Qiao here unexpectedly.
Su Lanqing rolled her eyes and soon came up with an idea.
She pointed at Su Qiao angrily and said to the Third Elder, "Uncle Master, it was her. She was the one who injured me and stole my Spirit Cleansing Fruit."
Su Qiao was stunned, and soon understood what she wanted to do.