there-

The distance from the magic coffin is about 10 meters.

There was a line of text that only Shi Qi could understand. It seemed to be written by hand, and the handwriting was still very sloppy. But when it hit Shi Qi's eyes, it shocked him half out of his mind.

Those four words are:

【Soul Return】

He said so!

How could Quan Jin cause more than one hundred and seventy people to die inexplicably with just one word? The young master of Fengjiang cannot use such a secret method in his body.

turn out to be!

It's the soul that has returned...

"No... who wrote this?" Shi Qi was so nervous that his palms broke into cold sweat. He looked around and looked at everyone, but found that no one was strange.

"Is there someone in the dark helping me deal with the Queen of the Quan family?"

"Who is this?"

Shi Qi still wanted to meditate and immediately realized the current situation.

He looked up.

Then he saw Quan Hong rushing towards Quan Jin, and Quan Jin had a strategizing and calm look on his face.

"grown ups."

Seventeen cried out in horror: "Attention, sir, she has a prophecy. She is the one who stole the Queen's prophecy."

"What?" Everyone in the audience looked at him in surprise.

Quan Hong had heard about it a long time ago.

Someone stole the queen's prophetic ability.

But I never thought that this was real! And it was right before my eyes.

"Okay, so it's yours that stole it!"

"If the Queen is still alive, she will definitely not let you go. If you dare to snatch her things, you are going against the entire Quan family!" Quan Hong's eyes showed strong murderous intent.

When I think about the Queen's death.

Even the corpse couldn't be returned to Quan's house, and it was still being treated like this.

Extreme anger arose in Quan Hong's heart. He stared at Quan Jin, and all the blood vessels in his body began to burst.

"He...he wants to die with Quan Jin!"

"Run quickly, the master is going to blow himself up and drag Quan Jin to death with him." Those frightened voices filled the surrounding area.

Seventeen swallowed several times.

Quan Hong blew himself up.

I'm afraid even the entire assassin organization will be wiped out.

Quan Jin definitely does not have the memory of the Queen now, and her strength has definitely not recovered. I am afraid that it has not even reached one thousandth. If Quan Hong self-destructs, she will be injured even if she does not die.

"Yes, blow yourself up." Shi Qi was so excited that his whole body trembled.

I shouted in my heart: "As long as Quan Jin is injured, the master can find an opportunity to control her."

"The body and the prophecy were taken together!"

"...."

Shi Qi raised his heart little by little, expecting things to develop as he expected, but half way through! Just...

At this time of crisis.

"Quan Hong." Who is speaking?

Under Quan Jin's calm gaze.

There was a shadow that appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Quan Hong for an instant.

If I had to describe it, it would be like a movie portrait that was suddenly projected when technology was advanced.

The phantom stood with its back to Quan Hong. Judging from the back, he should be a man in his twenties or eighties. He looked indifferent to the world, wore a white gown, and had a cold temperament, as if he was a banished immortal descending to the earth.

"My lord!"

Quan Hong immediately stopped, his eyes full of anger. He raised his head angrily, and the anger in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He knelt down and saluted without saying a word.

His tone was full of awe and panic: "This subordinate is incompetent."

"Please give me another hour. I will definitely kill this person who stole the Queen's prophecy..."

"No, just come back." The man interrupted Quan Hong calmly.

Quan Hong looked at Quan Jin and Shangjue and asked in surprise: "Why?"
Chapter completed!