The doctor said countless heartbreaking words and tried his best, but he couldn't get the slightest reaction from the Lord.

But only...

Quan Jin's calm tone contained a hint of a unique chuckle.

Those short six words.

The Lord was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"She is not Quan Jin! Don't listen to her nonsense. XZ of Fengjiang is in our hands, she just has the same name as the Quan family princess!" Shi Qi stopped when he saw the Lord.

Everyone is feeling bad.

He never expected it.

This girl pretending to be a cripple is so scheming. She actually said that she was the princess of the Quan family in front of the Lord?!

"Give me a hand."

"I order you to do something for me." Seventeen's anger surged upward.

The Lord stood quietly where he was.

His dull eyes reflected the light, and there was no wave or anything in them. No! There was... there was a person with a happy heart hidden deep in his eyes.

Seventeen's vicious words continued to attack.

The only trace of reason in the Lord's eyes was shattered. He raised his hand and followed Qi Qi's order to strangle Quan Jin's neck.

But at this moment——

【QJ】

In the palm of his hand, these two English letters composed of scars suddenly burst into the Lord's eyes.

"Your Majesty."

When the doctor saw the Lord's action, he immediately woke up and called to the Lord over and over again: "Those two letters are Quan Jin!"

"Don't forget her."

"You said that she is your life..."

Is that his life?

The Lord slowly raised his head and met Quan Jin's eyes that looked unfamiliar but made him unable to do anything.

Quan Jin stood opposite him.

His voice was not loud, but he repeated it several times: "Sir, I am Quan Jin."

"I'm not dead."

"Can I take you back to Fengjiang?"

Those long, slender, white hands were hanging in front of the Lord's eyes, and he could touch them as long as he raised his hand.

People infected by the demon coffin, whether they are ordinary people or cultivators, from ancient times to the present, no one can escape the control of the master of the demon coffin, let alone have any sense!

All the cultivators of immortality.

Seeing Quan Jin actually extending his hand towards the Lord, he laughed on the spot: "Pfft!"

"Is she crazy?"

"I don't know that people infected by the demon coffin will never regain their sanity and will become puppets forever! Who does she think she is? She said that she is the Lord's sweetheart."

"Can you wake up the Lord? It's ridiculous!"

When everyone said this.

Not only did Shiqi's complexion not ease, but it became extremely ugly.

yes!

What everyone said is indeed correct.

Not to mention immortal cultivators, even the seven ambassadors on the spot could not escape the control of the demon coffin! But the Lord... Shiqi was really not sure, because it was his destiny to seal the XZ.

"Quan Jin."

"I advise you to surrender as soon as possible and die."

Shi Qi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, thinking that the young master of Fengjiang was not Quan Jin, but the princess of the Quan family, so he felt relieved and provoked: "If Fengjiang XZ stands in front of the Lord."

"There is still a chance of survival!"

"But you?"

"Ha! Do you really think that the Lord is so easily deceived? He would recognize the person he likes even if he changes his name, let alone turns to ashes. You are simply looking for death!"

If we talk about this world.

There is a person who can survive from the hands of the demonized Lord.

That must be XZ! Not Quan Jin, who has the same name as XZ!

"Sir, come here." The hand did not retreat or advance, and landed half a meter away from the man. The voice was extremely soft, but it was like spring water that cleansed the soul and entered the Lord's mind little by little.

Under Shi Qi's solemn gaze.
Chapter completed!