Too.

After all, fortune tellers have all kinds of strange things, and now Qiao Jin is also used to it.

In the old days, there was no concept of strange flowers.

"Now that you think Duan Roulan is a demonized array mage, and you have been here a long time ago, if you want to know why, you should dig out her secrets?"

Qiao Jin: "...not necessarily, I can use some means, but I think there are others behind her."

Just divide the people.

Sometimes, Qiao Jin will use some methods to directly achieve his goals, even though the other party is a demonized spiritual master.

However, Duan Rouyan gave her a different feeling.

There is a feeling of loss in her, like someone who has been lost in the long river of time and can't find her way back.

If she has really been here, then she is close to Yao Hongyin for other reasons.

Qiao Jin: "I will look at the rest of the matter first."

Song Yanqing: "Okay."

When she hung up the phone, Qiao Jin keenly sensed that someone was approaching quickly behind her, but she didn't have any malicious intentions, so she didn't act directly.

"Hi!"

Turning around, he was a tall, handsome foreign boy.

He has curly brown linen hair and smiles particularly charmingly: "I heard your name is Qiao Jin?"

He was talking about Chinese, and it was unexpectedly standard.

Of course, the students here are all top students from prestigious schools, and it is not surprising that the Chinese is good.

This person is the foreign spiritual master who spoke to the brothers and sisters Zhongli and Panying.

Qiao Jin just said indifferently: "Yes."

"Hello, my name is Gerson."

He stretched out his hand, showing a row of large white teeth, and the sun was shining brightly: "Can we make friends?"

Qiao Jin stared at his outstretched hand for about three seconds: "No."

Gerson: "..."

Qiao Jin refused altogether and frankly, making him stunned for a moment, but then he laughed again: "It's okay, maybe you are Chinese, and I think I am too abrupt."

Huaxia people seem to be like this, they are rather shy, maybe they can't accept what he came up to say about making friends.

In fact, in Qiao Jin's concept, only Song Yanqing can be regarded as a friend, and friends can only be together after verification.

Like Gerson, who came up to make friends, it was too casual, and she didn't like making friends very much.

Even less interested in foreigners like Gelson.

She turned her head and was about to leave. Gerson thought to herself that she was not ugly?

Although there are big differences in aesthetics between the East and the West, he is recognized as handsome. Even the Asians say that he is handsome. Is he not handsome anymore?

Gerson felt this was unlikely.

Probably need some buffering agent-

Gerson thought of this, and there was a nasty smell in his eyes. He was staring at the ground Qiao Jin had walked on, suddenly as if something had burst out and was about to rise.

The floor seemed to be lifted up. If it were to follow the normal angle, Qiao Jin would have slipped on a corner and then fell down. His hand even made the appearance of catching it.

However, the floor that was about to jump up was pushed down with a kick. In an instant, Qiao Jin turned around. Under the calmness of his beautiful and deep pupils, there seemed to be a sharp edge hidden in his eyes——

"I don't like people who have no sense of measure. The next time I have to pay the price!"

Gelson had never seen such gazes. Those eyes were bright and beautiful, and the bright eyes felt flat and watery, but there was a turbulent trend hidden.

Gerson felt the creeps.