Qiao Qingning didn't expect that the attendant beside the woman was actually his brother's, but he was relieved quickly. In his heart, his brother was the most powerful.
There was only one thing he couldn't figure out. "If she did it, then that ans she is a mystic?"
"Well, she understands the curse technique, and she hides it relatively deeply. Even if she's not a mysterious magician, it has sothing to do with it."
Qiao Qingyi paused and said, "She doesn't have a family. Back then, her father brought her back from outside. We don't know what her past was, so she may have been hiding her identity."
"Brother, that woman dares to harm you like this, why should we show her and Qiao so color, so that they can't survive." Qiao Qingning's eyes were full of coldness.
The hatred for persecuting his brother is undeniable, and he must take revenge.
Qiao Qingyi said: "I don't need to touch her for the ti being. I want to carefully check whether there is any family behind her, and we must eradicate the roots."
"You don't need to worry about her and the family's affairs, I'll take care of it." Just let him do the **** things.
Seeing his brother's unwavering look and tone, Qiao Qingning could only compromise, "Okay!"
In the next ti, Qiao Qingning released the formation plate for purifying spirit stones, and threw out a few piles of spirit stones, and the two of them practiced.
hotel.
In the evening, after Su Haoran finished taking the diet pills, he took out the two arrays and placed them around to activate them and started to practice.
His talent is not bad, but he has not experienced any battles. The reason why he can be promoted to Nascent Soul so quickly is because of drug use. His spiritual power is not deep, and he is properly at the bottom of the Nascent Soul cultivator.
Now, under the influence of Ning Xi and Qiao Qingning, he wanted to do a great job in high spirits, so he also began to practice hard.
After practicing for about an hour, there was a knock on the door.
Su Haoran was too lazy to pay attention to the interruption of his practice at first, but the knocking on the door never stopped. He opened the door impatiently, "Knock at night, Lord..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he also saw the young man standing outside.
He was dressed in a black military uniform and stood tall and straight, with a handso face, leaning lazily by the door, exuding a kind of arrogance and publicity that looked down on the world.
"Little Fatty, whose father are you?" The man's voice was very nice and masculine.
Su Haoran's impatient face imdiately subsided, and it quickly turned into a flattering smile. He stepped forward and hugged each other, and shouted in surprise, "Brother, why are you here? You want to kill , brother!"
Su Haoyang stretched out his hand and squeezed his brother's face, "Don't say it, Xiaopang, you have lost a lot of weight."
"Don't be big or small in the future. If grandpa knew what you said about grandpa all the ti, he would have to break your dog's legs." He tore the sticky brother from his body and stepped into the room with his legs. .
Fatty followed closely and said, "I didn't know it was you outside the door, so I thought it was so scumbag who disturbed my practice."
"Brother, you want to see , why don't you say hello!"
Su Haoyang explained with a smile, "I happened to be on a mission to pass the Beizhou border, so I made a temporary detour to see you."
"I heard that you are in good health, and you have lost a few big circles. I will check the results."
Fatty shook his chest proudly, "Then how was the result of your inspection? Are you satisfied?"
"Not bad, if you continue like this, you will beco a handso guy too."
Su Haoyang walked straight towards the living room, "Of course, it's still a lot worse than ."
Fatty rolled his eyes several tis in a row, "A narcissist!"
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