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

Chapter 79 You Are Not Qiao Wan

Everyone dropped their chopsticks one after another, and there was only some soup left on the plate.

Dong Lingruo wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, with a satisfied expression on her face, "Qiao Xiaoyou's cooking skills are really as good as the rumors, so I don't know how to accept bigu in the future."

Qiao Wan bent her lips and smiled, and said softly, "If you want to eat, I will send a letter to call you over when my vegetable garden is mature."

"Wangyuezong still has a vegetable garden?" Jinhua held her chubby belly, her eyes widened, and she asked crisply, "Could it be Xiao Qiao who made it?"

"Of course everyone has helped." Qiao Wan pursed her pink lips and said softly.

They chatted happily, and even agreed to form a team together during the trial.

With a smile on her face, Qiao Wan sent Yinshan and the others to the gate of Nanyuan, and watched them leave. Just as the door was about to close, she caught a glimpse of a black color not far away.

There was not much expression on Jiang Haochuan's face, his eyes were full of inquiry, his eyes fell on Qiao Wan, and he asked in a low voice, "Who the hell are you?"

Qiao Wanxiu frowned, with an inexplicable expression on her face, "You go to take medicine when you are sick, why are you crazy here?"

"You're not Qiao Wan." Jiang Haochuan's eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder, "Qiao Wan never cooks, let alone a vegetable garden."

"I'm not Qiao Wan, could it be that you are?" Qiao Wan rolled her eyes and muttered, "It's a good thing I met you after the meal, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to eat."

"Monster, where did you get Qiao Wan?" Jiang Haochuan held the hilt of his sword with undisguised hatred in his eyes.

Qiao Wan looked at his middle school appearance, snorted coldly, leaned on the door frame with her slender waist, and said crisply, "I said, my dear, don't you feel resentful because you see me not chasing after your ass?" right?"

"But you have to make up a better reason, right?" Qiao Wan twisted her fingertips around the end of her hair, a trace of sarcasm flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Before, you never wanted to look at me more than once, but now you pretend to be something Know what I look like, question my identity."

"Jiang Haochuan, are you okay?" Qiao Wan untied the storage bag, took out a plum from the bag, and threw it at Jiang Haochuan's feet, "If you're okay, eat more plums."

The veins in Jiang Haochuan's neck were throbbing, the more Qiao Wan was like this, the more he could think of the previous time, the hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly.

Yun Miaomiao was wronged in Moonwatching Sect, and now she is crying a lot in Beiyuan. He came here today to seek justice for Yun Miaomiao.

But right now, he didn't even remember his original intention for a second.

"Qiao Wan in the past was all about me." Jiang Haochuan stood not far away, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, "Now that you treat me like this, how can you not make me suspicious of your identity?"

Qiao Wan chuckled immediately, her face full of disdain, "At first I thought you were a simple scum, but now I realize that you are pure cerebral palsy."

"Jiang Haochuan, you really make me look down on you."

Qiao Wan's last sentence was like a sharp knife, cutting a string in Jiang Haochuan's mind.

The next moment, Jiang Haochuan drew his sword and shouted angrily, "Monster, hand over Qiao Wan!"

As long as the monster can be beaten back to its original form, will Qiao Wan come back?

Everything will be back to how it was before.

It's a pity that before Jiang Haochuan touched the corner of Qiao Wan's clothes, he was shocked by a mighty sword energy.

The tip of the sword drew a trace on the bluestone floor tiles, making a piercing sound, and Jiang Haochuan mobilized his spiritual power to stabilize his figure.

Jiang Haochuan clenched his back molars tightly, looked up, and saw two red spots at the gate of Nanyuan.

"You really don't cry when you see the coffin." Xie Muchen played with the jade pendant with one hand on his hips and the other, with a tired face and a loud voice.

This doesn't look like a demon cultivator, but like a rich young man in the capital.

Jiang Haochuan's eyes fell on Xie Muchen's waist, and his eyes trembled slightly.

He didn't even draw his sword.

"I warned you." Xie Muchen's golden eyes reflected Jiang Haochuan's miserable appearance, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister arc, "but you still dare to show up, and even try to attack her in vain."

"You really don't take me seriously." Xie Muchen lowered his eyes and chuckled, the laughter escaped from his lips, the nails on his right hand gradually grew longer, "If you let you continue to live, it would be my fault."

As soon as Xie Muchen finished speaking, his body shook violently, and the long armor that had just grown back shrank back.

There was no other reason, but a soft little hand was stuffed into the heart of his crippled left hand.

"Senior Brother Xie, what are you fussing about with him?" Qiao Wan raised the corners of her mouth, smiled sweetly, and her voice softened a bit, "Master once told me that Qinghai Shanju does not allow disciples from various families to fight."

Qiao Wan stood on tiptoe, leaned into Xie Muchen's ear, and whispered, "Even if it's for our sect, I have to endure it."

"After leaving the Qinghai mountain residence, no matter how senior brother beats him, I will applaud him, okay?"

The word "good or bad" slowly entered Xie Muchen's ears, and Qiao Wan's coaxing tone made Xie Muchen's anger lingering in his chest disappear instantly.

He could even feel a little black cat rolling in place in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He was happy because of a word from his little junior sister.

"Listen to you." Xie Muchen lowered his voice, unable to hide his joy.

Qiao Wan nodded, and led Xie Muchen back to the yard.

Xie Muchen, who was one and a half taller than Qiao Wan, was so obediently led back by her, without even a hint of reluctance.

From the beginning to the end, the two of them never looked at Jiang Haochuan again, as if he didn't exist at all.
Jiang Haochuan suppressed the fishy smell in his throat, his breathing became heavier and heavier, his eyes were full of hostility.

That man, he really wanted to kill himself just now!
Sensing Xie Muchen's murderous intent and his concern for Qiao Wan, Jiang Haochuan's eyes flashed an inexplicable emotion.

Xie Muchen seems to care about Qiao Wan very much.

Thinking of the previous teaching of the head of the sect in his mind, the corners of Jiang Haochuan's mouth slowly curled up, his eyes were full of the inevitable.

It's just Qiao Wan, as long as he wants to-
Nanyuan
"Qiao Qiao, I just received a message that the first round of trials has begun." Guan Mingyue walked out of the room quickly, just in time to see the senior brother and junior junior sister at the gate of the courtyard, and said hastily.

"So fast?" Qiao Wan was startled, and frowned beautifully, "We have been exhausted all the way, and we haven't rested yet."

"I can't help it." Guan Mingyue also looked tired, and said softly, "The letter specifically stated that the ten-day trial was extraordinary, and even distributed the Orb of Passing Position according to the number of people in each sect. Keep us safe."

"Why are you using the Orb of Orbs?" Xie Muchen lowered his eyes to hide the suspicion in his eyes, "Did you say what kind of trial it is?"

"No." Guan Mingyue shook her head obediently, and said softly, "Just talk about a quarter of an hour later and gather in the hall."

Xie Muchen and Qiao Wan looked at each other, speechless.

For some reason, they actually had a bad feeling.

(End of this chapter)