The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Qiao Qingning didn't expect that the valet next to the woman turned out to be his brother, but he soon felt relieved. In his heart, his brother was the most powerful.

There was just one thing he couldn't figure out, "If she did it, does that mean she is a mystic?"

"Well, she knows how to curse, and she hides it quite deeply. Even if she is not a magician, it has something to do with it."

Qiao Qingyi paused and said, "She doesn't have a family. Her father brought her back from outside. We don't know the true past of her, so she may have been hiding her identity."

"Brother, that woman dared to harm you like this. We have to give her and Qiao some trouble so that they can't survive." Qiao Qingning's eyes were full of coldness.

The hatred for persecuting his brother is irreconcilable, and he must take revenge.

Qiao Qingyi said: "Don't touch her for the time being. I want to carefully check whether she is related to any family behind her. I want to get rid of the roots."

"You don't have to worry about her and the family's affairs, I will take care of them." Just let him do the bloody things.

Seeing her brother's unwavering look and tone, Qiao Qingning could only compromise, "Okay!"

In the following time, Qiao Qingning released the formation disk for purifying spiritual stones, threw out several piles of spiritual stones, and the two started practicing.

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In the evening, after Su Haoran took the weight loss pills, he took out the two formation disks and placed them around to activate them and start practicing.

His talent is not bad, but he has not experienced any battles. The reason why he was promoted to Nascent Soul so quickly is because of taking drugs. His spiritual power is not actually deep, and he is at the bottom among the Nascent Soul monks.

Now under the influence of Ning Xi and Qiao Qingning, he was very motivated and wanted to do something big, so he also started to practice hard.

After practicing for about an hour, there was a knock on the door.

Being interrupted from practicing, Su Haoran didn't bother to pay attention at first, but the knocking on the door didn't stop. He opened the door very impatiently, "Why are you knocking at night, Master..."

Just after saying the word "ye", he saw clearly the young man standing outside.

Wearing a dark military uniform, he has a tall and straight figure and a handsome appearance. He leans lazily against the door, exuding a kind of arrogance and publicity that looks down on the world.

"Little Fatty, whose father are you?" The man's voice was very nice and masculine.

Su Haoran's impatient expression immediately calmed down and turned into a flattering smile very quickly. He stepped forward and hugged the other person, shouting in surprise: "Brother, why are you here? You miss me so much!"

Su Haoyang stretched out his hand and pinched his brother's face, "Don't tell me, little fat boy, you have really lost a lot of weight."

"Don't be too old or young anymore. If grandpa knows that you call yourself grandpa all day long, I will break your dog legs." He tore his clingy brother off his body and stepped into the room with his legs. .

The fat man followed closely and said, "I didn't know it was you outside the door, so I thought it was some little jerk who was disturbing my practice."

"Brother, you want to see me, why don't you say hello!"

Su Haoyang explained with a smile, "I happened to be passing by the Beizhou border on a mission, so I made a temporary detour to see you."

"I heard that you are in good health and have lost a lot of weight. Let me test the results."

The fat man shook his chest proudly, "So what are the results of your examination? Are you satisfied?"

"Not bad. If you continue like this, you will become a handsome guy."

Su Haoyang walked straight towards the living room, "Of course, it's still much worse than me."

The fat man rolled his eyes several times in succession, "Narcissist!"