Eighty-first bowl of soup (eight)

Bo Xizhi hadn't heard his wife say the words "Our Mr." in a proud tone for a long time. His eyes became very gentle, and he seemed to see her from his current wife again. He stepped forward and took Mo Ze into his arms. Although the little guy was not big, he was not light. Holding him in his arms for a while would be exhausted. "Then it's better to obey your orders than respect."

Qinghuan turned his head to look at Bo Youan and asked the young man again: "Sorry, can we bring one more person? Today my son also brought his girlfriend here."

As soon as she said this, Yi Xiaodie's eyes lit up! When she was sleepy, someone gave her a pillow and immediately her impression of Qinghuan improved. She also looked at her with gratitude. Qinghuan felt so relieved that she was not embarrassed.

She didn't want to help Yi Xiaodie hold the handsome man, she wanted to observe with a close distance, openly and confidently how this Yanxiu controlled the man.

The young man said that eating a simple meal was really worthy of his name. Qinghuan thought at first that the other party was treating a restaurant, but the person took them home directly and asked the chef to start to take action and have a simple meal!

Although Qinghuan was talking with Bo Xizhi and looking at Mo Ze in a mess, her attention was always on Yi Xiaodie. Perhaps because of the shift in the goal, when Yi Xiaodie was staring at the young man, Bo Youan seemed much more normal. The Bo Youan, who was controlled by ** and the woman in the bathroom, was not Xie Man's son.

This Yi Xiaodie is too tricky.

Mo Ze ran around the living room in small slippers, Bo Xizhi sat on the sofa and talked to the young man. While talking, he learned that although the other party looked like a Chinese, he was actually a foreigner, and his family was stationed overseas. This time he came to their country to find a suitable partner and investigate the candidates for cooperation. The two of them chatted, hey, they thought the other party was okay, and they talked about work again - that was even more coincidental, it seemed to be just right. Bo You'an asked smoothly, "Why should we both try it?"

The young man nodded immediately, yes.

So this determines?

Qinghuan looked at this and that, and thought they were really superficial.

At this time, Yi Xiaodie began to look at the young man with her look again, and probably started again after rest. Qinghuan lowered her head and thought about it, blinked at Mo Ze. The clever little guy immediately understood what she meant, and immediately began to attract the attention of the men loudly. He also laughed and took out a piece of paper from his pocket and took it on the coffee table in front of the men: "I don't recognize words! What is it on it!"

What can it be? It is the Qingxin Mantra written in ancient Chinese. People in the modern world do not recognize this text, but Qinghuan knows it, Yi Xiaodie also knows it.

At this time, Qing Huan waved: "Take it to me."

Yi Xiaodie stood up: "What is that?"

"I won't give it to you!" Mo Ze was afraid that she would come to rob it, so he immediately grabbed it and hid it in his arms, "This is for my mother!" While speaking, he moved to Qinghuan's side, his big eyes full of warning.

Yi Xiaodie glanced at it just now, of course she knew what it was written on it. In the world of monks, there are evil people, and naturally there are good people. For evil monks, they always want to pull monks who are dedicated to practicing into the fire pit. The monks have developed a clear heart mantra, which is most effective for dealing with beautiful cultivators who can bewitch people's hearts. Yi Xiaodie was of course anxious when she saw it. She never dreamed that there would be such things in the modern world. She could not see the righteous monks, and it felt great that she was the only one in the world, and of course she didn't want the clear heart mantra to appear!

Fortunately, no one understood it. Yi Xiaodie comforted herself like this. But before she could feel relieved, she heard Qinghuan translate the words above into Mandarin in a gentle voice!

"Manman, can you understand this?" Bo Xizhi asked in surprise.

Qinghuan covered her mouth and smiled: "Of course I can't understand it. It was the picture I saw accidentally when I was playing online. I thought the font on it looked very good, so I printed a few pictures. Who knew that this picture was brought by Mo Ze. It's true. Mom told you several times that you can't take my mother's things randomly."

Mo Ze cooperated very well and showed a pitiful expression: "I was wrong, I won't even know anything in the future. Mom, don't be angry."

When the Qingxin Mantra was recited, the three men present felt that they were wise and clear. In the world of monks, in order to quickly restrain the inner demons or seduce them, the Qingxin Mantra was not long, only a few dozen words, but the effect was different, especially when chanting it from Qinghuan, it was even more effective with half the effort.

Yi Xiaodie felt that the sound was extremely unpleasant! She didn't believe what Qinghuan said and said that he agreed to the lies that he saw on the Internet. This woman must have any secrets that cannot be told! She was very distressed. Bo Xizhi had not been able to touch her for many days. I was really afraid that he would not recognize her at all. Bo Youan's eyes just now also changed. If his charming skills were washed away, it would be bad!

Really, what is this woman from? She is really just the wife of the Bo family?

Yi Xiaodie is cunning and suspicious by nature. She doesn't believe in any man in this world, so she has to use external forces to control them firmly to be at ease. At the same time, she also hates women because she thinks that men will lose their loyalty only if they have women. Qinghuan doesn't know what stories she has experienced before, nor does she want to know. She only knows that Yi Xiaodie is doing something wrong now. Whether it is taking over a 16-year-old girl or destroying Xieman's family, these things should not be done.

While Qinghuan went to the bathroom, Yi Xiaodie followed her in. She had thought that this woman was a good old man, and she actually brought her to the youth's house, thinking that she wanted to create opportunities for herself so that she could leave her husband and son. Of course, Yi Xiaodie wanted to laugh, and was a joke. There was never a man she had to give up, only she was tired of playing with. Bo Xizhi and An An and his son are the best among men. Even if she didn't like them one day, she wouldn't throw them away. Isn't it good to keep controlling them as a collectible?

But now she doesn't think so anymore. Yi Xiaodie now thinks Qinghuan has ulterior motives! Therefore, when she heard Qinghuan say she wanted to go to the bathroom, she volunteered to go with her. After Qinghuan went out to wash her hands after going to the bathroom, Yi Xiaodie leaned against the door frame and stared at her in the mirror, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

Qinghuan smiled slightly and turned around: "I don't know what you are talking about." His expression was natural, innocent and gentle, as if he really couldn't understand.

Yi Xiaodie sneered: "There are only you and me here, why pretend to behave? Since I can come to this world, of course you can come too, right? Ruoshui?"

Qinghuan keenly realized that the other party seemed to treat her as a person named Ruoshui. Of course she was not Ruoshui, but she did not intend to tell Yi Xiaodie. Moreover, judging from the current situation, Yi Xiaodie seemed to be very afraid and disgusted with this girl named Ruoshui. She immediately took the plan and smiled softly, "Since you know, I won't hide it from you, long time no see you."

"Long time no see who has been with you?" Yi Xiaodie wrapped her arms around her chest, "When are you going to go to me? I said that I will never change my life in my life. I just like this kind of life. Don't think that you are my sister who is related to me and just point fingers at me. From the time you and I have become disciples, you should know that I am not qualified to be the sister of you, the senior sister!"

Qinghuan quickly clarified his thoughts. This sentence was too informative, but it was also very useful to her: "Are you and me sisters? Can you deny this?"

"Don't you think you are a good person? Your junior brother retaliated and became a demon. All the monks tried their best but could not stop it. Our world had already perished. But I didn't expect that you were so gloomy and still alive. Why are you not afraid that your junior brother would seek revenge on you?"

...There are more and more people. Qinghuan doesn't understand who this junior brother is. She dare not speak rashly, for fear that Yi Xiaodie will see through it, so she simply changed the topic: "No matter what, that's the thing you do now, what's your life? You think this is the world of immortal cultivation, and you'll snatch it if you like a man? Look at what you have done!"

"Hahahahahaha, senior sister, senior sister, everyone calls you " Senior sister, you really treat yourself as a character? You don't even look at it, how good are you? Is there no reason why our world is destroyed? If it weren't for you..." Yi Xiaodie said halfway, gritting her teeth and stopping. "How can this world be compared to the original one!" Here, her power was greatly weakened, and many things could not be done. The most annoying thing is that she can't kill people at will, because there is something called a policeman in this world, and a bunch of high-tech that she can't understand.

When she first came to this world, Yi Xiaodie was very confused. Once she was targeted by a scoundrel on the way, and the other party wanted to make a mistake. She had seen such a lot of people, so she would naturally not be polite.

As for killing people, it is not the first time she has done such a thing. Besides, in the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected, so what is the killing of someone?

But she had no idea why the police came to her door and listed a lot of evidence that she couldn't understand at all. In short, those things seemed to prove that she killed someone - what could she do if she killed them?

That was the first time, she realized the terribleness of something besides her cultivation. It hurts when the bullet hit her body. She finally took a new body and was really reluctant to lose it.

If it weren't for the critical moment, her strength had been restored to wash away the fact of killing people, maybe she was still squatting in prison now.

In this world, she is no longer a jealous cultivator who everyone is terrified of. Apart from charming skills, she has nothing left.

So, how much power can the senior sister, who used to be very powerful, now have?
Chapter completed!