"Let's talk about it." Qin Jian did not answer the director's question directly, "I took her back."

"If you have any call me."

"Okay." Qin Jian left the study.

***

When An Yin and Qin Jian left, they immediately called Youbao with consciousness.

Youbao, who was curled up in the bell, heard An Yin's voice and shouted, "Master, you are back, I was scared to death just now."

"What happened just now?"

Youbao told Feng'er what happened after she woke up.

When An Yin heard this, she gasped and couldn't say anything.

If Feng'er really devoured her soul, Qin Jian would definitely kill Feng'er.

Gu Luan has been waiting for Feng'er for thousands of years. When Feng'er was killed by Qin Jian, Gu Luan stripped Qin Jian alive and could not relieve the hatred in his heart.

When this fight begins, either you die or I live, there will never be a third result.

She wanted him to give up and help Feng'er and Gu Luan, but she didn't expect that she would almost become the fuse between Qin Jian and Gu Luan.

An Yin shuddered, unable to say anything scared.

I felt panic in my heart, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in my head that touched her.

Some memories that did not belong to her suddenly surged up, mixed with her own memories, and became a mixed bag. Later, I couldn't tell which memories were hers and which memories were not hers.

Qin Jian came out of the director's study and happened to see An Yin huddling on the sofa in pain. He was surprised and quickly stepped forward, squatted down in front of An Yin, looking at her nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

"My head hurts so much."

"Why did you have a sudden headache?"

"I don't know." An Yin shook her head, beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from her forehead.

It is said that devouring other people's souls is an extremely painful process, and neither the devourer nor the devourer will be able to have a good time.

Before, after An Yin fell asleep in the car, he never left An Yin except for taking a shower.

Moreover, when he was in the bathroom, if there was any strange movement in the bedroom, he would definitely hear it, but from beginning to end, he didn't hear anything moving in the bedroom.

When he came out of the bathroom, An Yin changed her body.

He was still confused for a moment. Could it be that devouring other people's souls can be so silent?

At this time, Qin Jian looked at An Yin's painful expression and suddenly thought of the devouring of his soul, and his face changed.

I didn't care whether she was An Yin or Feng'er. I grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand away, looked at her face, "Look at me."

When the servant saw that something was wrong with An Yin, he hurried to the study to notify the director.

The director rushed over and saw An Yin's situation, so he hurriedly went up to check it out.

Qin Jian glanced at the director, stopped him from coming forward, stared at An Yin, "Look at me." His voice was cold and irresistible.

An Yin looked up and looked into Qin Jian's dark eyes. Her mind was clear for a moment. She inhaled vigorously, trying to straighten out her increasingly messy brain, but the more she wanted to smooth out her brain, the more blurred her brain became.

The face in front of her was obviously very familiar to her. Looking at his eyes, another face appeared in her mind.

Then he saw the wrist being grabbed by Qin Jian, and subconsciously struggled, trying to break free from his hands and "Let me go."

Qin Jian grabbed her hand and said, "Tell me, who are you?"
Chapter completed!