375. You are not allowed to come to our house from now on.
Early in the morning, Qiao Jing got up, got ready to go out, and glanced into the courtyard, whereupon he froze.
The outside was foggy, with very low visibility. The deciduous trees in the courtyard were already bare at this time of year, and in the dense fog, only the dark lines of their twisted branches could be seen.
At this moment, however, there were not only lines on the trees but also "black balls" that drifted lightly in the wind, creating a very eerie shape.
Any outsider who saw this would probably be terrified.
Qiao Jing was just speechless because he knew what those "black balls" were - the heads of the masters who had recently come to claim the reward offered by Situ Xie, all flocking from all directions to kill him.
And this "human head tree" was Qiao Cong's perverse taste.
"How is it?" Qiao Cong appeared behind Qiao Jing, his tone marked with a mix of satisfaction and disdain, "They're all trash, the more they come, the better!"