Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

"I heard that they dote on their daughters very much, especially Fairy Baguio. Her temper is notoriously hot in the world of comprehension."

"Hehe, you said, will she tear you apart?"

"You...?" Su Lanqing turned pale with fright, and took a big step back involuntarily.

Su Qiao she... how did she know that she was Su Lanqing?

She didn't think she had any flaws.

Even a person with a high cultivation base would never find out that she was the one who took the house without careful investigation.

Su Qiao patted her shoulder and smiled very friendly:

"Hehe, don't admit the wrong person next time, or I'll think you're some acquaintance of mine, just wearing an unfamiliar skin."

Su Lanqing trembled in fear, and did not dare to say a word again.

Su Qiao looked at her little face as white as a wall and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Be afraid!

Be fearful!

Suffer it!

This is what she wants.

Today, I will collect some interest first, and after a while, when everyone has gathered, she will take her life again.

He took out a small storage bag from the storage bag and threw it into Su Lanqing's arms at will:

"Oh, by the way, I'll give this back to you. I really don't like this kind of thing."

In the space, 444 bit his small paw with a suspicious look on his face.

【Host, are you so kind? 】

I got what I got, and I want to return it?

Why does it feel that its host is holding back?

It's not that it doesn't want to think of its host in a good way, but that Su Qiao is no longer the little white he was.

The current Su Qiao is a real black heart sesame bun.

[Hehe, you still know me. 】

How could she be so kind?

But it was just to help Su Lanqing.

Her soul is not fully integrated with her body now, so she must be very uncomfortable, right?

It just so happened that she found something good in the storage bag of Yuanzong's disciple that day.

Just do a good deed and give it to her.

Su Qiao touched her stomach in a good mood: "Go, I've been delayed for so long, I'm hungry."

"What would you like to eat? Roast meat? Or stew?"

Bailihan took out a dark sword from the storage bag, threw it into the air, and flew up with his arms around her waist.

"Anything will do, as long as it's not grass."

The grass Su Qiao said was actually green vegetables.

Maybe it was because she had no sense of taste before, and she had tasted too much poisonous herbs given to her by the old ghost poison. She hated eating green vegetables that had no taste.

"Uncle Shi..." Su Lanqing was very unwilling to let Su Qiao leave like this.

Especially when she also discovered her own secret.

If she leaks her secret...

Su Lanqing couldn't imagine what kind of situation he would face.

She even regretted why she chose this body to take away her body.

But at that time, in that fantasy world, only this body was a young girl with good aptitude.

After the third elders waited for Su Qiao and the others to disappear into the air as a meteor, they were greatly relieved.

Who is this man?

He looks young, but his cultivation is unfathomable.

When did the world of comprehension produce such an outstanding figure?

"Uncle Master..."

A trace of resentment flashed in Su Lanqing's eyes quickly, and he gently pulled the hem of the third elder's clothes, pouting unwillingly and coquettishly.

"Xiaoyu, that man's cultivation is far higher than mine." The third elder sighed slightly.

It's not that he doesn't want to give her a head start, it's that he can't do anything about it.

If he had been a little disrespectful just now, at this time, maybe all of them would have died.

Su Lanqing was taken aback, "Impossible! He's wearing us..."

"He was wearing the gray robes of the outer disciples of Lingyuan Sect."

How could the cultivation level be above the uncle?

Uncle Shi is a powerful person in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

In this era of increasingly thin spiritual power, except for a few old monsters who retreated and cultivated in each sect.

In the middle of Nascent Soul, it was already at the top.

San Chang smiled wryly and shook his head: "Clothes don't mean anything."

"It is said that a senior used to be a beggar for a period of time in order to hone his mood."