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Bo Xichen didn't say it was because of her own reasons. After all, when no one knew about it, she had no reason to say it out by herself to resist all her faults and cause unnecessary trouble.

If Xu Ziye was really so easy to fool, he would not stand out in this era where the strong are respected and become the ruler of the Chinese Empire.

He heard the concealment and clever evasion in Bo Xichen's words, but he didn't press every step of the way, and didn't even continue to press, he just said: "Then let's continue the game."

For those gods and ghosts, there are celestial masters to deal with them, and since Bo Xichen is strong in this area, it's not too late to make arrangements in private after such an important selection competition as the selection competition is over.

While the attention of the whole country was on this side, on the other side, Qing Qing quietly returned to Que Ning Mountain. That night, she saw her adoptive father mysteriously go to a dense forest in the back mountain by himself.

The more he walked into the dense forest, the more he felt a strong sinister aura, and the expression between his brows and eyes gradually became more dignified.

Some time ago, after Bo Xichen pointedly told him about the puppet ghost, he found time to come back and investigate, but he was a little cautious in his practice, and if it was really the puppet ghost he refined, he could Avoiding the eyes and ears of the senior uncles is enough to show how careful he is, and naturally he won't be able to find out just by coming back casually.

However, Qingqing still took a closer look at the seal and face of the Taoist cultivator. His face was ruddy and bright, but there seemed to be a hint of evil spirit lingering between his brows and eyes. This was all he brought Shi Hao to see.

In the entire Que Ning Mountain, only Shi Hao is the most proficient in feng shui divination and face, others may not be able to see it, even he can't tell that something is wrong with his practice just by his face.

Seeing that Xiuxiu disappeared into the darkness, Qing Qing restrained her mind, and hurriedly followed cautiously.

After passing through the dense and dark forest, Qingqing realized that the person had disappeared!

Qingqing frowned, looked around in the mist and darkness, listened carefully, there was no sound, there was indeed no other person here.

Knowing that he was lost, Qingqing felt the cold and strong evil spirit around him, so he simply took out the gossip plate and started to find the source of the ordinary evil spirit.

But just as he took out the compass, a voice sounded from behind him.

"You have been with foster father for so long, just want to pry into the secrets here?"

Qing Qing paused for a while, then turned around and looked at Xiu Xiu who was vaguely shrouded in the darkness and couldn't see his face clearly.

He was dressed in a gray and black Tang suit, his shiny head exuded a faint mysterious and spooky light in the dark night, and his whole person gave off a quiet and gloomy sense of terror.

Qingqing became vigilant subconsciously, probably because she had been working outside for too many years and encountered dangers of all sizes. The vigilance had nothing to do with the person, even if the other party was the adoptive father who raised him since childhood.

"Father, did you refine the puppet ghosts that appeared in the powerful clan of Shangjing?"

Qingqing looked at Xiuxiu, without beating around the bush, and directly asked the doubts in his heart, even though he already had the answer in his heart, he still wanted to confirm it himself.

"Don't you have the answer in your heart?" Xiuxiu said calmly: "Now that you know everything, then come and help the foster father. The foster father raised you up so much, and it's time for you to repay the foster father."

Qingqing frowned, with a solemn expression: "Father, evil cultivation will not have good results. After a long time, the spirit will become weaker and weaker. In the end, if you want to turn around, you will have no chance. Stop it, take advantage of it." It hasn't been a disaster yet."

"Big calamity? What catastrophe will there be? Isn't foster father fine now?" Xiu Zhi laughed slowly, and said in a tone like treating an ignorant child.

"I just made some puppets and ghosts to make money. In the past one or two years, my business has not been good, and the big bills have been snatched by that girl Bo Xichen. If my adoptive father doesn't find another way to make a living, what will the people on Quining Mountain do? ?”

Qingqing really knows her adoptive father too well, and she is not at all moved by his current Xiaozhi's emotion and reason, and looks at the practice calmly.

"Father, stop it. Bo Xichen already knew that you did the puppet ghost thing. She left it to me to handle it. Father knows how strong she is. If you continue, it will be me." I can't protect you either."

Although Qingqing's tone was cold, there was an imperceptible concern in his words.

He still cares about Xiuxiu, the adoptive father who raised him since he was a child. Although he treats people and things very coldly on weekdays, it doesn't mean he really has no feelings.

He didn't want his practice to go down a road of no return, from which he would never recover.

Bo Xichen had come into contact with Bo Xichen occasionally when he asked her to help him complete a task. Now that he was handed over to him, it was natural for him to make a choice, and it was also for his sake to save the life of the practitioner.

But if the practice continues like this, Bo Xichen will definitely take action himself.

After hearing this, Xiuji's face gradually turned cold, and he looked at Qingqing with a bit of anger.

"I raised you to help me inherit my mantle, not to let you help outsiders. Do you just hope that something will happen to me, so that you can turn to Bo Xichen's family?!"

(End of this chapter)

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