Qi Qingxing didn't go because Jiang Wanbai was standing in the same place and didn't move. "Late, what's the matter?" Qi Qingxing looks at her with concern in her eyes.
"It's a little bad." Jiang Wanbai's forehead twitched. She lowered her head and lifted her left hand up. Her sleeve slipped slightly, revealing her wrists that were frosty. On her wrist, the bloodstain was dazzling.
As soon as Qi Qingxing saw the bloodstain, his pupils shrank violently. Before, Jiang Wanbai had a very similar bloodstain on his wrist, which was left on Jiang Wanbai's hand before his death.
At first, Jiang Wanbai thought it was a mark of resentment, but later it was determined that it was not. He asked little situ to check it. Finally, he learned that it might be a magic mark. But at that time, the blood mark on Jiang Wanbai's hand had disappeared and disappeared, and now it appears again.
Qi Qingxing at first glance thought it was the magic mark that appeared before, but when he looked at it carefully, he found that the bloodstain was not the same as before.
Sure enough, Jiang Wanbai said: "this is the trace of resentment."
"How can there be a trace of resentment?" When he heard Jiang Wanbai's words, he was shocked. Although he had not seen the complaint mark, he had heard of it. When he knew that there was a complaint mark on Jiang Wanbai's hand, he became anxious.
Qi Qingxing looked coldly at the tree and the position of the old witch who was burned to death.
Jiang Wanbai said: "it's the old witch. I blame myself for my carelessness. I didn't notice that she even made a complaint on me. It would be troublesome to remove the complaint mark."
"What's the difference between the marks?" Qi Qingxing remembered that Jiang Wanbai had said before that if he had been left with a trace of resentment, he asked in a voice.
Jiang evening white shakes his head, "I just killed that old witch, didn't let her go to pieces, left her a chance to reincarnate."
However, before she died, the old witch woman even complained about her. Jiang Wan's white eyes showed a sneer. Seeing that Qi Qingxing had worries in his eyes, he gave him a soothing smile and said, "don't worry. Even if she dares to come, if I can kill her once, then I can kill her twice. She has no chance of reincarnation. She has to turn into a devil to come to me, so don't blame me for being cruel It's hot. "
With the words of Qi Jiang's death, the meaning of Qingdi emerges.
When Jiang Wanbai and others left here, Jiang Wanbai directly waved his sleeve and threw a magic power to shoot down the rocks around the cave and completely buried the cave.
Although the old demon woman was on the verge of death to the next trace of resentment, let Jiang Wanbai heart angry, but also not worried.
Therefore, after returning to Yaocheng, she waved to the green bamboo and the little master of the temple, saying, "arrange a room for the prisoner. Ah Xing and I will go to have a rest first."
Although Qijiang was not tired from the burning pot last night, she always felt tired from the burning pot.
After returning to the room, Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing took a nap. When they woke up, it was the afternoon. It was also the time for Jiang Wanbai to wake up after a nap.
Qingzhu and others are sitting in the lobby on the first floor. It's hot at the moment, and it's not a place to eat. There's no one in the lobby. When Qingzhu sees Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing coming down, Qingzhu immediately asks the waiter to deliver food.
"Have you all eaten?" Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing sat down together and asked the prisoner water.
Both prisoner water and Ya Ya nod together. One man and one dog look at Jiang Wanbai in the same way. They are obviously looking forward to Jiang Wanbai taking out the evil pupil.