The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

"So?" Bo Jin looked calm and seemed unmoved.

The Holy Aunt thought she didn't believe it, so she pulled Wan Yuzhi out and gave an example, "You also saw the husband of the fox demon Wan Yuzhi.

Mortal bodies are fragile. "

"You are sure that I will promise you." Bo Jin looked at her calmly, his emotions seemingly unwavering.

"I always have other ways. It doesn't really matter whether you nod or not. Of course, it's best if you can cooperate." She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked directly at Bo Jin.

As a shepherd of the God Clan, her methods are naturally not low.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Zixuan is too disappointing.

When she thought of this, anger flashed across the saint's face.

Bo Jin lowered her eyes, and her long crow-colored eyelashes were refracted by the moonlight and cast a small shadow, covering up the expression in her eyes.

The Holy Aunt waited patiently for her to speak.

She was sure that Bo Jin would not refuse.

Because of the influence of demons on people, being a demon itself cannot solve it.

The only remaining methods in the records of the gods are also very harsh.

What's more, her situation is extremely special.

"Your Excellency, why don't you tell me the conditions first." The girl raised her eyes slightly, her expression still as indifferent as before, as calm as a pool of water without splashing waves.

It's like a casual question without any control.

Saint Aunt couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so she simply didn't plan to reveal all of her plans, "After tomorrow morning, you can no longer appear in front of Zixuan.

At that time, someone will solve the problem for you. "

"You want to use me to make Nuwa's descendants give up on Xu Changqing?" She glanced at the holy aunt and squeezed 66 in her hand.

The little bastard was so well-behaved that he yawned lazily.

"Zixuan has her own path to take." Saint Aunt acquiesced.

Bo Jin said: "You can't do this. Sometimes, blocking will only make her more persistent."

The Holy Aunt didn't want to say more, "This has nothing to do with you. Do what you should do, and I will naturally grant you what you want."

Bai Jin paused and said with a sneer: "As expected of a superior shepherd of the divine tribe, I and my brother should not worry about the shepherd. You should find someone else to take care of your affairs."

The gods have always had eyes on the top of their heads. If you look down on demons, don’t seek them out. You’re crazy!

"You!" Saint Aunt was angry and wanted to give Bo Jin a warning.

Bo Jin held 66 in his arms and flashed past lightly, turned around and moved his bare hands slightly, condensing a magic sword and stabbing the holy aunt.

The Holy Aunt hurriedly resisted, but was unable to resist the power of the magic sword, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Shenggu, an elder of the Bai Miao tribe, is best at medicine, poison, and witchcraft.

The greatest fighting power is the poison he has kept in captivity. The blow just now was just a warning to Bai Jin.

But she didn't expect that a sword that had been practiced for thousands of years could grow to this extent.

"Is the shepherd planning to force me?" She glanced at the holy aunt and said impatiently.

Before the Holy Aunt could speak, she held the magic sword in her hand and placed it casually on the Holy Aunt's neck. Then she yawned lazily and said, "It's getting late. You've wasted a lot of my time. How much should I pay? I hope you have some understanding in your mind." Points, if I take action..."

Bo Jin looked her up and down and smiled maliciously.

Saint Aunt: "..."

"presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous? I'm still letting my horse go!" She patted the saint's face impatiently, "Hurry up, don't waste my time. How can you leave without leaving anything behind today?"

The Holy Aunt obviously didn't recognize her. She had always been respectfully called "Senior", so how had she ever encountered such a rogue.

Originally, Bo Jin didn't want to rob her, so who asked her to do it first?

Just think of it as making extra money.

The boss thought quietly.

Even though she just struck casually, it was not something that the Holy Aunt could easily resist.

Those old men from Shushan may not be able to come next.

"Aren't you afraid that Jingtian will find out?" Shenggu sneered, without any panic on her face.