Chapter 741

Hearing the sound, Wang Haoran stopped, opened the folding fan in his hand, and looked back slowly.

In order to meet Jiang Qingkui for the first time, Wang Haoran also took great pains.

He deliberately used spiritual energy to grow his hair, and now he has long hair, dressed in white, and holding a folding fan.

This image, temperament, and attire are not enough to describe it with the phrase 'Young Master Shi Wushuang'.

The moment Wang Haoran turned his head, the communication system.

At the same time, news came immediately.

[Ding, the host successfully used the charm halo on the heroine Jiang Qingkui, causing Jiang Qingkui to move on. Jiang Qingkui's favorability with the host has increased to 80 (deep and unswerving love)]

[Ding, the host affects the direction of the plot, gets 18,000 villain points, Su Xuan protagonist halo -900, host villain halo +900! 】

The subordinate of Jiang Qingkui who asked Wang Haoran was stunned when he saw Wang Haoran's appearance.

However, he is a man with a normal orientation, so it is naturally impossible for him to be dazed.

After being dazed for a while, he quickly came back to his senses, wanting to keep shouting to make Wang Haoran get out of the way.

"Boy, give it to me..."

"Don't be rude."

Before Jiang Qingkui's subordinate could finish speaking, Jiang Qingkui interrupted him.

The subordinates looked astonished.

Isn't the young master rushing to Qingzhou Mansion in a hurry? It looks like who is blocking and killing whom, what is going on now?

Does the young master know this person?

Not only he was puzzled, but Jiang Qingkui's other subordinates also felt strange.

Everyone looked at Jiang Qingkui.

Jiang Qingkui looked at Wang Haoran, and wanted to know Wang Haoran very much, but she was not good at dealing with people, and she didn't know what to say to strike up a conversation, so she just said to Wang Haoran's men who asked Wang Haoran just now:

"This road is not yours. We can walk, but others can't? Just take a detour."

"Yes, young master." The subordinate nodded strangely.

Jiang Qingkui paused for a while, glanced at Wang Haoran, and left reluctantly.

Seeing Jiang Qingkui's reaction, Wang Haoran can probably guess that she is a shy and introverted girl.

If Jiang Qingkui doesn't strike up a conversation with herself, then she can only strike up a conversation with her.

"Girl, where are you going?" Wang Haoran asked.

"We are going to Tianhuo City in Qingzhou Prefecture." Jiang Qingkui made no secrets.

Wang Haoran had expected Jiang Qingkui's answer.

Because the Spirit Pagoda is in the Skyfire City, Jiang Qingkui must go to the Skyfire City if she wants to help Su Xuan.

"That's really a coincidence, so we went the same way, and I went to Tianhuo City." Wang Haoran laughed.

When Jiang Qingkui heard this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she wanted to say, why not walk together, but she was too shy to say it.

Wang Haoran could only say: "Meeting is fate, if the girl is willing, why not go together?"

"Boy, do you know who our young master is, how dare..." The subordinate wanted to stop Wang Haoran.

"Don't be rude." Jiang Qingkui interrupted this subordinate again.

"Yes, young master." The subordinate responded aggrievedly.

"Young master, we need to fly to Skyfire City immediately, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to take you with us." Jiang Qingkui said regretfully.

"Although my cultivation base is not high, I shouldn't be much behind." Wang Haoran smiled, revealing some aura fluctuations on purpose.

Jiang Qingkui and her men sensed it immediately.

"The twentieth level of the Holy Realm!" Jiang Qingkui's subordinate, who had asked Wang Haoran before, lost his voice in shock.

The realm of cultivating immortals corresponding to the twentieth stage of the holy realm is the Dzogchen of the foundation-building period.

A small realm higher than Jiang Qingkui.

Everyone in the Jiang Clan thought that Jiang Qingkui was the number one member of the younger generation of the Nine Clans. After realizing Wang Haoran's cultivation, they were naturally astonished.

And after Jiang Qingkui noticed Wang Haoran's cultivation, she didn't feel jealous at all, and her gaze towards Wang Haoran became softer.

"Which one of the nine clans does the young master come from?" Jiang Qingkui asked.

"Oh, I'm not from the Nine Clans." Wang Haoran replied.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingkui and his men were even more surprised.

The members of the Nine Clans occupy the most cultivation resources, and the cultivation environment is also the best.

The person in front of him is not from the Nine Clans, and his cultivation level is so high. If he is in the Nine Clans, what would happen?

"Excuse me, sir..." Jiang Qingkui asked curiously.

"Young master, it's not too late, we still have to go to Tianhuo City to save Mr. Su Xuan." Someone reminded.

Jiang Qingkui suddenly realized this, but for some reason, she found that she was not so worried about Su Xuan.

Of course, Jiang Qingkui still wanted to help Su Xuan.

It's just that the motive that drove her to help Su Xuan was no longer love, but friendship.

After being reminded by his subordinates, the group set off immediately.

Wang Haoran walked with Jiang Qingkui and others.

In the air, Wang Haoran pretended to be puzzled and asked: "What is the relationship between the girl and that Su Xuan?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Qingkui was a little speechless, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Su Xuan belongs to our young master..." One of Jiang Qingkui's subordinates was talkative, wanting to tell the truth.

Jiang Qingkui suddenly became anxious, and answered in a strange manner: "Friend! Su Xuan is...my friend."

When these words fell into the ears of these subordinates, they were so startled that they could not function their auras normally and almost fell from the sky.

Jiang Qingkui was in the clan, facing the obstruction of the elders, her resolute look was still in front of her eyes.

That attitude, it seems that whoever wants to block her from helping Su Xuan will fight desperately.

Everyone can see how much Jiang Qingkui cares about Su Xuan.

But what is the situation now?

Jiang Qingkui's subordinates looked at Wang Haoran strangely, and soon became a little bit stunned.

It seems that the young master... has empathized with another, and the speed of this empathy is frighteningly fast.

Sure enough, women are fickle, even girls are no exception.

But Jiang Qingkui's subordinates think this is a good thing.

Su Xuan came from a humble background, and his cultivation was not high, and when he was with Jiang Qingkui, it was like a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

But Wang Haoran is different, at a young age, his cultivation base is higher than Jiang Qingkui.

As for Wang Haoran's background, we don't know for the time being, but judging by his noble temperament, his background is absolutely extraordinary.

If Jiang Qingkui and Wang Haoran came together, the elders in the clan would not only not object, but might still agree with it.

After all, among the younger generation of the Nine Clans, whose cultivation is as high as the 20th Saint Realm?

Jiang Qingkui can have such a partner, it is still a great thing for the Jiang family.

It can be said that everyone is happy.

On the way to Tianhuo City, Wang Haoran and Jiang Qingkui found a topic to chat with Jiang Qingkui, and they had a good chat.

But Su Xuan in Skyfire City is in dire straits right now.

The other three forces in Qingzhou Mansion joined forces to cancel Su Xuan's quota and prevent Su Xuan from entering the spiritual pagoda to exercise.

Of course Su Xuan was not convinced, he reasoned with them, and after arguing with them, he even fought.

And the result is obvious.

Su Xuan vomited blood, but he still secretly gritted his teeth and held on, not letting himself fall down.

"Master disappeared, and Qingkui didn't come, what's going on?!" Su Xuan roared in his heart.

"Su Xuan, are you still not convinced?"

In the open space in front of the pagoda, one of the power masters of Qingzhou Mansion looked at Su Xuan with a sneer on his face.