What does her business have to do with me?

But, what are you?

A sharp and terrifying fluctuation suddenly broke out. As some of the tables and chairs in the restaurant turned into debris, the few people who wanted to approach Jiang Wanqing turned into a pool of blood mist in an instant.

Huating was instantly stained with blood. Jiang Wanqing raised her shallow eyes and captured the bloody figure that disappeared in an instant.

Of course she knew that someone was approaching to have bad intentions towards her, and she was also waiting for the opportunity to kill, which was the deepest darkness in her heart.

But someone took action for her.

The officers and soldiers came quickly, and accompanied by many accusations, they quickly surrounded her, just because her white skirt had been stained with the blood just now.

Now she did not choose to suppress the evil spirit in her heart. She silently held her lips and looked at the officers and soldiers who had obviously surrounded her, but still no one dared to approach her.

At this moment, she finally fully understood that only strength can determine everything on this continent. All the sorrows in the world are caused by the lack of ability of the person involved.

Even though she knew that Qiu Lan might encounter an unexpected situation, what's the use? She can't change anything.

If you want to escape from the pain of frustration, you can only completely change yourself, and the strange emotions suppressed in the deepest part of your heart will be completely released.

Jiang Wanqing laughed at herself, and took out the spirit stone that was enough to compensate for everything and gently placed it on the table under the cautious attention of many people.

I have to admit that the monk was really a big deal. He even blew up the roof of the restaurant, and now there is a vacuum around him.

However, the compensation is compensation, Jiang Wanqing is still quite grateful to him.

Because a disciple of cultivation focuses most on cause and effect. Whether it is good or evil, as long as it is killed by a mortal, it will more or less plant the seeds of bumpy future path to immortal cultivation.

"I didn't kill people."

Seeing that the people surrounding her had no intention of leaving, Yan Luojiang Wanqing smiled coldly and released the pressure from the monk. In an instant, all the officers and soldiers fell to the ground because they were unstable.

After suppressing the bloodthirsty murderous intent that arose in his heart, Jiang Wanqing finally called Yuyu to leave.

Not far away, a man in a blood-colored black suit stared at the scene with interest and couldn't help but nod his head slightly.

Jiang Wanqing did not choose to return to the sect, but simply came to the brothel where Qiulan's sister was to fulfill Qiulan's wishes during her lifetime.

"What did you say? Lan'er..."

Feeling that Tao Ji, who was dreamy and dreamy, came to the place where she bought the residence, she couldn't help but burst into tears when she heard the news that her sister had passed away.

Jiang Wanqing looked slightly above her eyes and looked at the endless night, as if she remembered her first mission with Qiulan again.

At that time, I comforted her and said that cultivating immortals was to change my destiny, and I still can’t tell what the future will be like.

I never thought this was her future.

"I'm very unwilling to accept it? But you can't change anything."

The cold and frivolous voice pulled back her thoughts that were gradually drifting away, and a bloody figure had fallen into her eyes without saying anything.

The man under the moonlight was dressed in red clothes and blood. His powerful aura was covered with innate dignity and unruly, and the light moonlight spread over his handsome face, so beautiful that he looked like a demon.

The words said are extremely unpleasant.

Jiang Wanqing recognized this man in a blood-colored black suit and was an extremely dangerous existence that had been seen in the Misty Forest.

But so what? I couldn't do anything to her last time.

"Although I don't know what the senior said, I still have to thank you for your help just now."

Jiang Wanqing slowly blocked the bronze sword in front of her, but her eyes did not show any fear. She slightly narrowed her eyes and gradually burst into gratitude. She had already revealed her gratitude.

But there was a strange black aura that seemed to be there and there was already surrounding her body.

Seeing the calmness and calmness on her little face, and even the ultimate murderous intent revealed from the inside out, Jun Xuanjue was a little surprised at her growth rate. The moonlight was beautiful but it could only become her foil.

A faint smile slowly outlined on his lips, and his golden eyes reflected the light moonlight like transparent glass, but there was only a cold indifference deep in the bottom of his eyes.

"The help you think is only a pile of dead bones after a hundred years."
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