Chapter 474: A Strange Country 1

But for the first time, in a different way, it was deeply imprinted in the hearts of those who had deep roots in Xiao Qiao.

"One shot to death is indeed my ultimate goddess method." Gu Xiaowu tilted his head and thought for a while, "But why did Wuyoumen clean up the door? I always feel that it is too sudden, it must be related to Qiao Xia, I think Qiao Xia is not dead."

Lu Bai raised his eyebrows, and Gu Xiaowu suddenly smiled brightly, "Brother Xiaobai, can you help me ask Xiaojiu sister."

Lu Bai, "..."

Liu Zheng, "..."

Everyone, "..."

The picture is still, Lu Bai's eyes are slightly raised, this posture is the most neurotic, just like just released from a lunatic asylum, Gu Xiaowu can feel a sharp murderous aura across the screen.

Gu Xixi's eyes did not change, and he sneered in his heart.

"I have cut off contact with her a long time ago." Lu Bai had a blank expression on his face, lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of cold sharpness in his loneliness, "Her affairs have nothing to do with me anymore."

Gu Xiaowu, "..."

Lu Bai snapped the video.

"You seem to have stepped on a minefield?" Liu Zheng didn't know Lu Bai, nor did he know who Lu Xiaojiu was. He just felt that Lu Bai's reaction was rather strange, indifferent, and lonely, as if that was someone in his heart that no one could mention.

It was too strange.

"I'm used to it." Gu Xiaowu waved his hand, looking nonchalant, "Anyway, they are all a bunch of lunatics, stepping on minefields at any time, it's a common thing."

"Who would step on someone's minefield when they know where it is? Isn't that looking for death?" Meng Xian said.

Gu Xiaowu turned his head to look at her, snorted, and went back to work.

So arrogant.

Meng Xian rolled her eyes, little submissive! ! ! ! !

Qiao Xia woke up, and several days had passed, and she was not on the boat.

The interior style is magnificent and very European. It is basically based on white, low-key and luxurious. The breeze blows up the layers of curtains, with a bit of mysterious and beautiful colors. Qiao Xia walks barefoot on the soft high-end carpet, walks to the window, and gently brushes open the curtains. The sun is shining outside, and there is an endless garden. At the end is a very quaint city. She can see some towering buildings.

Where is this?

Did you go abroad quietly after sleeping?

This is not a country that she is familiar with.

Qiao Xia put on her shoes, opened the door and went downstairs. The living room is very large, like a banquet hall. It is full of European style, showing European luxury and magnificence. It is very comfortable to the eyes. Servants in tuxedos go up and down, and the maids are all in dresses. There is also an old man in a tuxedo directing them to fiddle with the decorations in the living room.

Where is Fang Manning?

Is this Fang Manning's house?

"Miss, you are awake. Are you hungry? What food do you need?" The old housekeeper smiled and asked her in English with a strong accent. His attitude was very kind and gentle, exuding his kindness. Qiao Xia felt relaxed and not so afraid.

"Hello, where is this?"

"This is Guya City, located on the border of France."

She slept to France.

Qiao Xia was in a complicated mood. She would not be able to leave for a while. When she thought of everything, her mood was also messy. Since she was here, she should make the best of it. There was no need to escape. She was tired.

Her illness was purely psychological.