Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Big Shot
Chapter 1753

The Big Shot Is Causing Trouble Again (64)

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And if she leaves, he probably won't stay in this plane anymore and will definitely chase her.

Therefore, there is probably no chance of transcending the tribulation and ascending to heaven.

"You just need to understand. As a father, I don't want you to get hurt."

Su Chengde It's not a matter of persuading, it's also not a matter of not persuading.

Please advise. Seeing his daughter like this, she won't listen to him, and he is also afraid that her daughter will be sad.

I don't want to persuade her, because I'm worried that my daughter will be hurt again.

"Dad is leaving first. Think about it carefully and protect yourself."

Su Chengde was so entangled in his heart that he had no interest in telling his daughter any more. He waved his hands feebly and turned around to leave.

After watching his leaving figure for a while, Su Qiao turned to look at Zhong Lihan: "Did you hear that?"

Zhong Lihan hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

"That guy is indeed practicing Heartless Art and cannot be emotional, so you should choose me!"

"I won't be in such trouble. I will accompany you to whatever you want to do. I will accompany you wherever you want to go. I have no idea of overcoming the disaster and becoming an immortal. I just want to hang out with you."

"You are too unmotivated."

Su Qiao glanced at him and walked towards Purple Bamboo House, who was ugly to a certain extent.

Zhong Lihan hurriedly caught up, angrily Underground Passage said, "Why am I not motivated anymore? We just have different goals."

"Oh? What is your goal? To stir up trouble and turn Cultivation World upside down?"

Su Qiao sarcasm.

Zhong Lihan blushed slightly. "I was too boring before, but it's different now. I have a real goal now."

Su Qiao sat down at the wooden table, picked up the chopsticks and started to taste the food.

Zhong Lihan helped her pack a bowl of rice cooked by Lingmi, and then sat down opposite her depressedly. "Why don't you ask me what my current goal is?"

"Would you still be able to tell me if I didn't ask?"

This dish tastes pretty good.

Su Qiao was quite satisfied with the meal.

"You've got me, right?"

Zhong Lihan stared at her.

After a while, he finally said seriously Underground Passage: "My target now is only you."

"Come with me!"

Su Qiao swallowed the tender and smooth braised pork in his mouth and was a little curious. "Where are you going?"

Zhong Lihan immediately said, "We will go wherever you want to go."

Anyway, as long as you don't stay at the Qingtian Sect and don't get too close to that guy Baili Jing.

Su Qiao didn't speak for a long time. Zhong Lihan waited a little anxiously. "Do you agree or not? Why don't you answer?"

Su Qiao took a sip of Three Delicacies Soup leisurely, and then said, "I want to go to the Qingtian Sect, I want to go to Clear Lotus Peak."

Zhong Lihan: "..."

Isn't this Qingtian Sect?

Aren't they at Clear Lotus Peak now?

Zhong Lihan dropped his shoulders.

Still not working?

At this moment, Xiaosi's voice suddenly sounded in Su Qiao's mind.

[Host, we are in trouble. Gu Nanyi spread the news that Zhong Lihan is the clone of Baili Jing. Now many people are coming to the Qingtian Sect.]

Su Qiao looked cold.

Gu Nanyi really knows about this.

Seeing her bad expression, Zhong Lihan, who was helping her pick up the food, stopped using his chopsticks and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Qiao glanced at him. "Your identity has been exposed."

"Exposure is exposure. Am I still afraid of those people?"

Zhong Lihan didn't pay attention at all and continued to serve her food.

"Two fists are no match for four hands."

Others are not afraid, Su Qiao is afraid of attracting those old monsters from other Six Great Sects.

And she didn't want to involve Qingtian Sect and her Sect Master father.

The original wish was to protect her father and keep Qingtian Sect.

"Where did Baili Jing go?"

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