This is sarcastic and it is obvious who it refers to.

Zhao Yuandan immediately glanced at Qiao Jin awkwardly.

Qiao Jin didn't care at all, and didn't even blink his eyes.

Seeing her calm appearance, Zhi Mengmeng glanced at her, then at the person who was talking, and made a sound of music: "Lu Ren, don't be sarcastic when speaking. Look at her, she has the style of a great god, and you just look like a horsewoman next to her."

Lu Ren's face stiffened a little.

He sneered and said nothing.

Zhao Yuandan whispered to Qiao Jin again: "It's just like others, don't care."

Qiao Jin probably understood.

Maybe these people knew that she was not convinced to take the formation point, but why did she agree?

She hooked her lips, nodded and said nothing.

Qiao Jin's name in the imperial capital is a little bit, but it is not obvious.

The Feng family is in a strange situation, but not many people will directly suspect Qiao Jin. After all, a family will be finished. Who knows what's going on?

They prefer that several formation masters united to target the Feng family, and the Feng family itself has committed a great death, which makes them so miserable.

As for Qiao Jin, he is just a somewhat strange formation master.

This time the spirit team invited her to be a foreign aid, which may not be because she still wanted to win over her. But these formation masters who have been organizing are not very convinced.

The distance to southern Xinjiang is very long, and the plane took three hours to reach this legendary land.

Nanjiang City still has its main city, surrounded by mountains, and the center of the city is surrounded by mountains, which can be said to be a natural and closed place.

However, the country does not believe in ghosts and gods now, and the development here is very good. The modern metropolis in southern Xinjiang no longer have the mysterious smell at the beginning.

Perhaps only by seeing the ancient villages still enclosed in the mountains can we appreciate the mysterious legends at that time.

As the plane landed, it began to drizzle in Nanjiang City. A continuous stream of coldness spread into people's bones along the wet and cold air, making people feel so frozen that they can't open their bodies.

Now that October is approaching, the weather is getting colder.

The spirit group arranged the hotel they stayed for. When they arrived at the local area, there were only Zhi Mengmeng, Zhao Yuandan and Qiao Jin checking in. The other three went directly to meet the local spirit group to know the situation.

Zhi Mengmeng and Zhao Yuandan were both here, so Qiao Jin didn't ask much.

She doesn't need to ask anything.

When the person comes back, she will know naturally.

Qiao Jin was lying on the sofa in the room, calling Song Yanqing relaxed and leisurely: "I'm here in Nanjiang City."

The girl's well-behaved report came into his ears, as if it had dissipated his fatigue for the whole day. Song Yanqing outlined his gentle eyebrows and eyes: "How is it over there?"

Qiao Jin looked out the window: "It's pretty good, it's raining here, where is the imperial capital?"

Song Yanqing: "It's sunny, you can wear more clothes and don't catch a cold."

Qiao Jin said: "I won't catch a cold."

She has good physical fitness and never has such a minor problem.

Song Yanqing paused for a moment and laughed: "I forgot."

He is not sick now, let alone someone like Qiao Jin.
Chapter completed!