"There are still half an hour before the newcomers dismiss get out of class? She is absent from class, which rudder? So arrogant."

"Did she come out of White God's house just now? Isn't she?"

"Damn, it's really true. Look at the red wine in her hand, isn't that the precious wine that White God has in her hand? She actually took two bottles out!"

"Go up and ask."

Suddenly, men and women, a group of people gathered towards Qian Mian.

Everyone asked similar questions, as if they were interrogating prisoners.

Someone even started to take care of her.

Qianmiao curled his eyebrows in an attempt to squeeze out between them, not wanting to start a dispute.

Furthermore, if the two bottles of wine in her hand were to fall, the old lady would have to mess around again.

Suddenly, the crowd gradually calmed down, and someone consciously stepped aside.

Qianmiao turned his head to look, and saw a man with a crescent mask standing there.

"White God's order, she can come and go here freely in the future, let her leave."

Suddenly, those people dispersed, no one dared to stop Qian Mian.

Qian Mian glanced at the man, not knowing who he was.

The man waved and let her go.

She only took two steps, and she heard the person next to her say: "This newcomer is not easy. He actually has a relationship with White God."

"Will it be fake?"

"Yuejian has already come forward, can there be any fakes? He is the closest person to Baishen. I heard that Baishen is withdrawing this time, so he will also follow along."

The voice faded away.

Qianmiao was quite curious about Baiju's withdrawal.

What kind of task is it to make a **** of war voluntarily give up?

Random thinking returned to the old lady's side, she didn't see the old lady at the door.

The gate of Unmanned Valley has also been closed.

She put the red wine on the table, then turned her head and looked at it.

Hearing a small fighting sound, she searched for it.

After walking for a while, I saw the old lady in a small garden.

Surprised her.

Under the moonlight, the old lady held a long sword in her hand, like a martial arts master, constantly raising her arms, sometimes the sword pointed at the sky, sometimes jumped up, jumping back and forth between the trees flexibly.

The leaves fell one after another and became her setting.

In a short while, her eyes were sharp, and she turned her head and stabbed fiercely towards Qian Mian.

Qianmiao stepped back, holding her sword subconsciously with her fingers, and holding it on.

The old lady laughed, and suddenly retracted the sword.

Such a spirited look didn't seem to be sick at all.

Qian Miao stared at her for two seconds, then sign language: The wine is on your table, I'm going back.

The old lady jumped in front of her step by step, looked up at her, smiled, and smiled a very wretched smile: "I've been there for so long, hasn't it been my good boy? He is in good shape, right?"

Qianmiao's cheeks were slightly hot, and she didn't want to care about her.

Keep going.

"Nothing?" The old lady blocked her way again.

Qian Mian indifferent: No.

The old lady disappeared with a look of interest, and said disappointingly: "I know you are a little dumb dumb, and you won't cherish the opportunity to bring it in front of you!"

As he said, his eyes were fierce, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took off Qianmen's mask.

Qian Mian noticed it, but he was still a step too late and couldn't stop the old lady.

The old lady's ability is above her.

Under the bright moonlight, the old lady could see the girl's face clearly.

I thought it was a cold lizard, at least it was a pretty and pleasant person.

Unexpectedly, the eyes are red and swollen, the nose is colored, and the corners of the mouth are "ugly."

After being beaten like this, he can no longer see his original face.