Su Qiqi was worried, and after much thought, she decided to go to Qibao Tea House first!
Calm down your mind first, and then go have a good talk with Ye Wuyan.
As soon as Bai Jian saw Su Qiqi walking into the teahouse, he felt something was wrong. Qiqi's expression looked very wrong. In the past, she was always in high spirits.
But now he looks very depressed and sad, and there are even dark circles under his eyes.[
"Palace Master, what's wrong with you?" he asked nervously.
Su Qiqi raised her head and glanced at Bai Jian, then smiled softly, but her smile was like a bitter gourd.
"What's wrong?" Bai Jian frowned and asked in a deep voice. He had known Qiqi for so long, and this was the first time he had seen her look so defeated.
"I was tricked!" Su Qiqi said with a chuckle, a little bitter, but after a night, it was much calmer now.
It's just that being designed like this by Li Qiaobai is really a bit embarrassing, but fortunately she has never been the kind of sentimental person. When it comes to problems, she will only find ways to solve them instead of blindly being sad.
"What's going on?" After hearing this, Bai Jian frowned a little, and a cold murderous intention swept away, which was shocking. This bright young man, when he didn't have the murderous intention, was delicate and clear, fair and beautiful,
But once the murderous intention arises in his body, his aura is very shocking.
Su Qiqi glanced at him and said calmly: "Be careful not to let your murderous intention leak out!"
The tone is soft.
Bai Jian nodded: "I understand."
When he heard that something was wrong with Su Qiqi, he couldn't calm down.
These days, he has controlled his emotions very well. At least even the people in Qibao Tea House are very close to him, and no one feels his coldness.
"Tell me a little closer!" He walked slowly towards the backyard.
Bai Jian followed her.
When she arrived at the courtyard and saw no one around, she told Bai Jian what happened last night.
Bai Jian stood there coldly. After listening to her words, his face became gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes as clear as lake water were filled with a kind of killing intent called bloodthirsty.
It's frighteningly cold.
"What do you need me to do?" Bai Jian's cold voice had a chilling quality in the light air, which seemed to make breathing a little unsmooth.
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