Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

"What happened to the Demon Race? Isn't it all cultivation?" Su Qiao didn't take this seriously at all.

She is not one of those immortal cultivators, and she has no prejudice against demons.

In her eyes, there are only enemies, her own people, and irrelevant people.

Bailihan's eyes were startled: "Do you really think so?"

She really doesn't think the demons are scary and hateful?

Su Qiao was too lazy to discuss these unnutritious things with him, and was not polite at all:

"Stop talking, hurry up, if something happens to my mother, I want you to look good."

"I know there is a secret way, I will take you out immediately."

Although Su Qiao looked fierce and unreasonable, Bailihan's heart was as sweet as honey.

The fair and delicate face was rarely stained with a real smile, and the hostility between the eyebrows also dissipated a little.

[Host, your charm is really limitless. How long has it been since I wanted to kill you to when I fell in love with you. 】

The most important thing is that 444 found that Bailihan's blackening value has moved.

From a 9/10 that made it trembling down to an 8/10.

[Host, use all your talents and keep your charm, we will be able to complete the task soon. 】

charm?

Ha ha.

In the past, this little dude always scolded her for being stupid, thinking she didn't know?

Su Qiao, who had drank a bowl of poisonous chicken soup for the soul, pouted and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Su Qiao followed Bailihan, and just after leaving the Valley of Death, a sound transmission flew towards her.

As soon as she picked it up, her consciousness was swept away, and the man's angry and commanding words made her eyes cold, and she smashed the sound transmission with a blank expression.

"Who is it?" Bailihan narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and a trace of killing intent crossed his heart.

Besides Nie Feng, he couldn't think of anyone else who would contact Su Qiao.

Su Qiao glanced at him sideways: "Who else could it be?"

"It's Nie Feng!"

Bailihan's words were heavy, and it seemed that every word was squeezed out of his teeth, full of murderous aura.

Su Qiao knew his hatred, patted him on the shoulder, and reassured:

"Okay, don't look gloomy and unhappy. After a few days of rest, we will have revenge and let them turn their backs on themselves."

Bailihan was very surprised, she didn't expect her to say that.

After all, Su Qiao had been with Nie Feng for ten years, so it was impossible for him to have no feelings at all.

What's more, everyone in the Lingyuan Sect was secretly spreading how Nie Feng was kind to her and how much he favored her.

No one was allowed to bully her, and even after scolding her a few words, the disciple was severely lectured.

Although he also knows, there must be some misunderstandings that others don't know.

But as long as he thinks of this, he is very unhappy in his heart.

Looking at Su Qiao with a little resentment in his eyes: "Don't tell me you really don't give up at all?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes.

If this lady is reluctant to give up, I guess you are going to go crazy again, right?

[Host, pay attention to the blackening value, his blackening value has finally dropped from 9/10 to 8/10, you can stop provoking him. 】

444 was afraid of Su Qiao's upper body, and quickly reminded him.

'cut'

Su Qiao glanced at Xiao Si like an idiot in her mind.

She has experienced this scene more than once or twice, does she still need it to remind her?

"What? You can't bear him? Do you still want to return to Lingyuan Sect?"

Su Qiao didn't answer for a long time, which made Bailihan's face sink completely, and he was filled with a strong hostility.

"You think too much."

Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him, and rudely poked his chest with his fingers:

"Look at things in the future, use your brain more, don't use your eyes to see, use this to see, understand?"

She said just now that she would take him to kill Lingyuan Sect after taking a few days off to take revenge.

Did this man go without his ears?

Dare to doubt her.

Bailihan looked at her eyes carefully.

There was no reluctance or reluctance to be seen from it.

With joy, she grasped the finger she was poking at his chest, and the deep black eyes seemed to be flickering with stars: "Are you really not going back to Lingyuan Sect?"