Qiao Jin hung up Qiao Fei's phone and walked outside.

She didn't go to the street this time. The incident happened suddenly last time. This time she was prepared, so she ran directly to the outskirts.

Get on the bus and ride directly to the place farthest from the imperial capital.

When the driver saw her alone, he kindly reminded her to pick up the shuttle bus at 11:30 and ask her to be careful about the time.

Qiao Jin nodded and walked away, gradually disappearing into the dark shadow that the dim light could not shine.

In the middle of the night, there were not many people in the suburbs, but there was an inexplicable atmosphere of danger.

The five senses began to blur again, and she couldn't perceive the direction of the danger.

This time seemed to be different, because she felt the breath of someone following.

Feng family still not give up?

She looked down, no, it was not Feng's family.

Last time three Lingnian Masters died, the Feng Family couldn't find out why they would never do such stupid things again.

The asphalt road in the outskirts is surrounded by low bushes full of weeds. There are usually few people here, and basically only cars or few people live in the city.

There are not many surveillances on the roadside.

She walked slowly by herself, and suddenly heard the sound of a fine string, as if something was moving under her feet.

She only lowered her eyes and saw a few vines coming out of the bushes, quickly wrapping around her ankles, and then slammed--

Qiao Jin was pulled down.

She fell heavily to the ground, and the low grass and gravel on the ground rubbed her delicate skin, and a huge force dragged her back.

Suddenly, thin blood stains were drawn on his body, and the white T-shirt he was wearing was also damaged.

It was supposed to be a panic-stricken scene, but I didn't hear an unusual hum.

Qiao Jin was dragged into the dense forest and hung up by a few vines.

At this time, apart from her face, there were blood stains on her body, but her eyes were still so peaceful, which made people feel a little surprised.

Someone walked out from under the shade of the trees and looked at Qiao Jin with their heads up, quite interesting: "You are not as good as you thought."

This person is a foreign man with brown hair and black eyes, but he speaks an authentic Chinese language without a trace of accent.

He still has a few sprawling vines in his hand, which contrast with the vines hanging from Qiao Jin. He looked at Qiao Jin and licked his lips, his smile changed a little: "You taste more than I thought. "

Qiao Jin didn't say a word, just looked at him for a long time, but he was laughing in his heart.

She was really lucky.

Every time someone rushed to help her die.

Also sent back the spirit seed.

"Hey, Bruce, don't you have a special thought?"

Another person walked out under the shade of the tree. This was a girl. She was a mixed-race, white and beautiful, with a tall nose. She was a special mixed-race, extremely beautiful.

Even if she wears heavy makeup without compromising her charm, she adds more gorgeous colors, looking at Qiao Jin hanging from a tree, her eyes are awkward: "China's spiritualist, a wizard who can predict, just makes them worry. , Look, but so."

The previous man looked at the mixed-race girl with a smile on his face: "Lucia, of course I have thoughts, don't you think she has a special taste?"

As a woman, Lucia looked at Qiao Jin and curled her lips: "But so, Bruce, she's not pretty."

Bruce shook his head: "No, no, no, I think she's so pretty."