Rebirth of the supreme daughter

Behind her, a figure appeared and caught her easily.

Jiang Shuxuan bowed his head. In the cold moonlight, he only saw the girl in his hand. Her skin was brighter than snow, her eyes were light closed, her long eyelashes were like butterflies, and there was a bright red stain on her lips. It was so red that it was dazzling. He had raised her for many days and saw a trace of blood on her face. At this time, she was as pale as a piece of white paper.

He reached out and slowly wiped the blood on her lips. His cold eyes suddenly narrowed. He turned and looked at the empty space. There was no one there. However, he stretched out an empty hand and drew a strange symbol in the void, which distorted the space.

The figure of eight people in the open space reappeared. This is the eight people sent to different space by Guxi bridge!

Looking at these people, Jiang Shuxuan's dark eyes were deep and cold. He was different from Gu Xiqiao. If she still had some pity for these people, his cold heart could not afford a ripple and broke a dead branch.

His technique of painting the array across the air was extremely overbearing. Eight people instantly fell into the center of the array, and their vitality was removed from them. These people did not understand the array, and even a Qingming normal person would never go out. Not to mention Jiang Shuxuan's ruthless hand and set the kill array in the small gossip array. The very thin branch was the eye of the array.

He looked at the eight people trapped in the array. His eyes were light. Finally, his eyes stopped on the Guxi bridge he held, and suddenly he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"The protection of the dragon heaven corresponds to the Dharma. It has profound merits and virtues, and all evils disperse... No wonder, no wonder." Jiang Shuxuan looked at her snow-white face. No wonder evil spirits didn't invade. This merit and virtue, ordinary evil demons, I'm afraid, can't even get close. Qingyue's laughter echoed in the woods.

What's more surprising is... She also has a very faint smell of ancient martial arts.

The air fluctuated slowly, and their figures disappeared into the woods.

On the other side of the city, the middle-aged man in Taoist clothes in the confined space suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with fine organs. He didn't care to wipe his lips, but looked at the southwest in horror. He sat cross legged, with several jades in front. At this time, the fluorescent jades turned into a pile of smoke powder.

The bright sunshine was reflected on the floor through the curtains. A petite figure lay in the white quilt. Her long eyelashes suddenly shook. She opened her eyes and showed a pair of magnificent eyes. Then she got up vigilantly. Once again, it was a familiar room, and the precautions between her eyebrows were lost.

Gu Xiqiao rubbed her temples, took the mobile phone on the cabinet and took a look. It was already more than eight o'clock. She rarely got up until such a late night. I don't know if the grandpa waited for her to fight today.

She remembered the incident last night vaguely. She didn't even know how she came back. Gu Xiqiao frowned. It seemed that she fainted after the array. As for the reason why she fainted——

Unknown!

At dinner, she asked. Jiang Shuxuan glanced at her and turned a page of paper slowly. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and his voice was gentle. "I received a call from your friend the night before yesterday, so I located your mobile phone, and then found you on a small hillside. You were asleep."

the night before last? Still asleep... Gu Xiqiao took a puff at the corner of his mouth.

In other words, she slept day and night. How sleepy was she to sleep day and night without feeling at all?

After dinner, Gu Xiqiao called Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun was surprised to receive her call, but his voice was a little hoarse. Gu Xiqiao frowned, "well, don't talk. I have a headache. Have a good rest. Don't worry about it."

The things in Xiao Yun's family are annoying enough. She can't intervene in this matter again.