She could see that Qi Huan had become very different from before.
Even if I deny it, it doesn't seem to make much sense.
"If the Sword God is Brother Fan..."
Qi Huan scratched his head: "Then the Fist Saint should be one of yours, right?"
"Let me think about it, Brother Hui definitely doesn't do that. In my impression, Brother Hui uses a dagger."
"It shouldn't be Brother Da Ben either. Brother Da Ben carries a giant crossbow all day long, and he doesn't seem to be very good at swinging his fists..."
As he spoke, Qi Huan looked at Lu Li and slapped his head.
"Is he new?"
Both Lu Li and Qiao Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
In any case, Xu Ben's identity was concealed.
Although they didn't know what the meaning of this concealment was, at least they didn't want the "Wild Dog House" to be exposed so clearly in front of Qi Huan.
"Sister Fei, it seems you are really wary of me."
Qi Huan sighed.
"You've changed a lot." Qiao Fei finally responded, "You're not the Qi Huan I remembered."
"hehe."
Qi Huan laughed: "What is Sister Fei's impression of me?"
"Kneeling before you, begging for my life, living under your gaze, fearing that you would cut my throat with a knife if I said the wrong thing?"
Qiao Fei narrowed his eyes.
Although her hand was not on the Tang sword, she could ensure that she would touch the hilt first if a conflict occurred!
"That Qi Huan is dead."
Qi Huan's smile became strange.
"He died with Yueyue."
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