Chapter 1430 (2/2)

Sure enough, he saw the woman and was quietly looking at the direction of his coming.

Jiang Hao's steps stopped immediately.

In fact, in the final analysis, two people are also strangers, so inexplicably chased over, in fact, it seems that they are not what kind of good people.

”What a coincidence.” The woman said with a smile to Jiang Hao.

Just hearing this, Jiang Hao's complex mood at the bottom of his heart suddenly dissipated. The other party regarded himself as a friend. Of course, he was just a friend who had just become a friend and didn't even know his name.

”Not coincidentally, I came after you.” Jiang Hao also reported a smile.

There is still a distance of ten steps between the two people. If the monk wants to speak, this distance is nothing. Although it looks strange, it is an unwritten habit of the spiritual world.

For two monks who have just known each other for a short time, it's better to have a distance. This distance can also give you some time to reflect when the other side is shooting.

Even if it is to deal with the person who regards himself as a friend, even if he also treats the other party as a friend.

Friendship also needs a little bit of building.

”I was curious to see a few people chasing you, so I came to have a look.” Jiang Hao simply said the reason, of course, he would not say it was because he was worried.

The woman nodded and showed a smiling face. In a moment, all the scenery around her faded.

”You didn't lie to me, but were you worried that those people would hurt me?”

Facing this problem, Jiang Hao quickly shook his head and said: ”of course not. I just want to see the tragic end of those people. I want to be more interested in your magic.”

The woman laughed more happily, so everything around her was not as good as her smile.

Then she whispered, ”my magic is really interesting, but you're late.”

At this time, the seven friars came out one by one, and each of them pinched the Dharma to cast a spell. As for who the target was, there was no need to say more.

”This is my friend.” Said the woman.

”Yes.” Seven friars said, neat and unified.

The expressions were dull, obviously puppets.