After the body double failed, he became a fan of the world of comprehension

Chapter 37 The Damn Cat
"My face!" Yun Miaomiao exclaimed, and quickly concentrated all her spiritual power on her fingertips, gently repairing her injuries.

Seeing this, Qiao Wan clicked her tongue lightly.

I almost forgot, this little green tea is a doctor.

"It's useless." Guan Mingyue leaned against Qiao Wan's ear and murmured softly, "I can tell with my eyes that her cultivation is in the early stage of foundation establishment. Although the injury can be repaired, scars are certain."

Yun Miaomiao's injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood stains also coagulated on her face.

"Qiao Wan, how dare you allow your cat to hurt Miao Miao!" Qin Song was furious, drew his sword and pointed at Qiao Wan Yintang, and shouted, "If I don't teach you some lessons today, I'm afraid you won't take Chongyun Zong is serious!"

"Qin Song."

Jiang Haochuan's voice sounded slowly, pouring cold water on Qin Song who was in a rage, and forced him to stop his movements.

"Qiao Wan, I remember you have the beauty cream." Jiang Haochuan's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Qiao Wan with disgust, "Your cat hurt Junior Sister Yun, and you use the beauty cream in exchange, isn't it too much?"

"It's not too much, it's not too much." Qiao Wan raised one eyebrow, a look of interest flashed in her eyes, "Huanyan cream is a top-notch product. I spent all my efforts to exchange it with treasures of heaven and earth. Also worthy?"

Jiang Haochuan's face became even colder, and he said in a deep voice, "But your cat hurt her, so why don't you do nothing?"

"Who can prove that it is my cat?" Qiao Wan spread her hands and began to smash it. "It doesn't have my name engraved on it either."

"Early this morning, it was still sitting on your shoulder. How dare you say it's not your cat?" Qin Song was so angry that veins popped out of his palms, "You guys are very familiar with each other!"

"Familiar?" Qiao Wan turned her head to look at the little black cat sitting obediently on one side, and called out, "Hey, old cat!"

The little black cat didn't move, and didn't even turn its ears in Qiao Wan's direction.

"Look, I can't even call it, how could it be my cat." Qiao Wan shrugged her shoulders with a casual expression.

"My face my face!"

After Yun Miaomiao's repair was completed, she withdrew her spiritual power, touched her cheek with her fingertips, and touched a slightly raised scar, her heart collapsed and she whimpered softly.

Seeing Yun Miaomiao's miserable state, Qin Song felt distressed, Jiang Haochuan also pursed his thin lips, and the breath around him became colder and colder.

Just as Jiang Haochuan was thinking about how to slaughter the cat on the spot to vent his anger to Yun Miaomiao, Qiao Wan spoke quietly.

"If you want me to give you the Huanyan Ointment, it's okay." Qiao Wan raised her chin towards Jiang Haochuan, with a clear smile on her face, and the little dimple was faintly visible, "Two cards in hand for exchange."

"Qiao Wan, is your heart dark?" Qin Song asked in a deep voice with trembling hand holding the long sword.

"Then it's none of your business." Qiao Wan felt amused, crossed her arms, and looked like she was waiting for the three of them to make up their minds, "Whether my heart is the beauty of colorful glass or the colorful black, this balm , do you want to change or not?"

"We only won three hands." Jiang Haochuan looked at her quietly, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Qiao Wan, don't go too far."

"Change, or not?" Qiao Wan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, squatted down and flipped the roast chicken on the rack, and the smell of meat overflowed, pouring into the tip of her nose.

"Brother Jiang" Yun Miaomiao carefully tugged at the corner of Jiang Haochuan's clothes, sobbing softly.

Jiang Haochuan's brows became tighter and tighter, as if he squeezed out a word from between his teeth, "Change."

"Success." Qiao Wan rummaged through the storage bag, took out a porcelain jar with a seasonal pattern after a while, and said softly, "Three hands."

"Aren't there two just now?" Qin Song gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Wan, wishing to tear her apart.

"Who told you not to agree just now?" Qiao Wan weighed the small porcelain pot in her hand, with a slight smile on her face, "If the opportunity is missed, it will naturally disappear."

"Qin Song, take out the sign." Jiang Haochuan's face was gloomy, and Qiao Wan's pretty little face was reflected in his eyes.

Qin Song gouged out Qiao Wan's eyes, lowered his head silently, untied the storage bag at his waist, and threw the cards in the bag towards Qiao Wan.

The wooden sign fell to the ground, making a slight sound.

Qiao Wan raised one eyebrow, chuckled, and bent down to pick up three cards in hand.

Looking at Qiao Wan's bent body, Qin Song felt better.

The next moment, a crisp sound rang in my ears.

Qin Song lowered his eyes and saw the fragments of the porcelain jar on the ground, and the white cream inside flowed all over the floor.

And the instigator was looking at him with a contemptuous smile at this moment.

"Qiao Wan!" Qin Song yelled angrily, the strings in his brain snapped, and he rushed towards Qiao Wan with his sword without waiting for Jiang Haochuan to stop him.

Qiao Wan was already vigilant, but now that Qin Song was in trouble, she also held the sword and went up, the mighty sword energy was released from her body, and the sword flower was wrapped up in her plain hand, and she approached Qin Song's chest.

Qin Song injected spiritual power into the sword, but the sword was very weak.

When Qin Song's sword tip was only three inches away from her, Qiao Wan suddenly bent down, flipped into the air, and kicked Qin Song's wrist with her toe.

His hands were not idle, and he pulled off the hand card from Qin Song's waist.

That was Chong Yunzong's hand card.

Qiao Wan is petite, and compared to the tall and burly Qin Song, her body is more than a little flexible.

When Qin Song was in a daze, Qiao Wan's Yueyuan sword was already lying beside his neck.

"You really haven't made any progress." Qiao Wan looked at Qin Song's blank eyes, sneered, and said softly, "If the Brightening Cream is exposed to the air for too long, it will lose its effect."

Qin Song came back to his senses suddenly, pushed Qiao Wan away, turned around and knelt on one knee, and gently scraped off the top layer of cream with a very serious look.

Qiao Wan took time to look at Yun Miaomiao, and when she found that the latter's gaze had been focused on Jiang Haochuan, she sighed faintly.

Although Qin Song said he was stupid, he was really happy.

Not like Jiang Haochuan.
"Jojo!"

With Guan Mingyue's exclamation, Qiao Wan suddenly looked back and found that Jiang Haochuan had already come to her.

The next moment, a black shadow quickly jumped up and landed on Jiang Haochuan's face.

"Xiao Hei!" Qiao Wan exclaimed, for fear that Jiang Haochuan would attack Xiao Hei.

The little black cat opened its mouth and bit Jiang Haochuan's nose.

Jiang Haochuan took a breath, and was about to choke the damned cat, but found that the black shadow jumped off his face early, and Qiao Wan also took advantage of this gap to come to him.

damn cat!

It was deliberately delaying Qiao Wan's time!

Xie Muchen landed on all fours, his left foreleg trembled unnaturally, watching Qiao Wan's smooth handling of the sword, the waves in his heart gradually calmed down.

She has already mastered the virtual snake sword technique, so it shouldn't be a problem to deal with a Jindanqi.

The left front leg began to become uncontrollable, trembling non-stop, not listening to his orders at all, Xie Muchen blinked and forced himself to calm down.

(End of this chapter)