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0142 Children's message

Because he blocked Song Yanqing, the demons are now chasing here in a furious manner.
Qiao Jin has demonized spirit seeds on his body, so they have ways to let Qiao Jin see them.
Qiao Jin lowered his eyes: "Actually, I don't want to see you very much. It's too ugly, bad."
Her voice cannot be transmitted to the Rakshasa realm, but she has a powerful ability to communicate directly. In other words, her strength is not enough and there is no channel for communication.
What they pursue is very straightforward in everything.
Knowing that Qiao Jin had ruined them, he was full of malice towards Qiao Jin.
However, seeing the powerful formations on her body, I knew that she was not easy to mess with. Even if she was just an ordinary spiritual thought master, she still needed to tempt his mind. There was basically no chance for the other party to be stronger, otherwise how could there be a difference between a decent spiritual thought master and a demonized spiritual thought master?
If they want to attack Qiao Jin, they can't do it with their ability.
However, they were so angry that they aroused some interest from Qiao Jin.
She pulled a stool and sat by the window, facing the demon, scratching her chin and thinking: "I just made him unable to see you. This is a good thing for the benefit of society. Why are you so angry?"
Most people are not worthy of this level of attention from the Rakshasa world. Is it really what she thought?
The demon just flapped his wings and stood outside the window, looking at her with a cold look.
After a while, it suddenly approached the window, and for a moment, it seemed to be coming directly into the window.
But it was just standing there, allowing Qiao Jin to see every gully on his face and the cruel black eyes.
A sound that comes from hell and can lead to depravity.
Only three words were expressed.
‘You will die’.
The voice of the demon will directly lead to depravity, which is completely different from the temptation of the mind.
However, it takes a huge price to pass the voice from the Rakshasa realm to this world. The price is just to say these three words. Qiao Jin can hear the gritting meaning in it without analysis, as if Qiao Jin killed his whole family.
She touched the important interests of the Rakshasa world.
This benefit lies with Song Yanqing.
Qiao Jin suddenly said to himself: "I'm not happy when you say this. In order not to disappoint you, I decided to check in in front of him every day to let me know if it's what I think."
She paused, waved her hand to the demon outside the window, and smiled: "Goodbye."
In an instant, the demon was like a bubble, disappearing without a trace.
The world returned to normal. Qiao Jin touched his chin and took the initiative to send a WeChat message to Song Yanqing: Will Mr. Song be free tomorrow?
It's only nine o'clock in the evening now. During normal times, Song Yanqing shouldn't have been asleep.
However, she thought it was a bit wrong.
Due to Song Yanqing's health, she slept very early every day.
He rested on time at 8 o'clock, which is a modern model. He can't bother him even if he has business.
So he saw Qiao Jin's message when he got up at six o'clock the next day.
Song Yanqing: “…”
He laughed at the corner of his lips. The child's schedule seemed not very good, and he didn't see it, and he didn't know if she would think of anything else in her heart.
Song Yanqing: Sorry, I will rest at 8 o'clock every day. If you have any questions in the future, you can call directly.
Chapter completed!
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