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Chapter 1175 Nine Uncle Are You Still Alive? 2

The man didn't say much.

He just repeated two words. Although his tone was still elegant and leisurely, and he was aloof from the world, it was more brooking no protest than the previous sentence: "Come back."

Quan Hong looked a little struggling.

Think of what to say.

When it comes to your mouth, it turns into one word of absolute obedience: "Yes."

"No!" Shi Qi shook his head and said.

"You can't let her go, you can't let her go, she must die now..." Shiqi shook his head unwillingly, Quan Jin must die now, if he can't hurt her now.

When she regains her memory, everything will be over!

"She took away the Queen's prophecy, you can't let her go."

"If you don't kill her now, wait until she grows up..."

Before Shi Qi finished speaking in panic, Xu Ying suddenly raised a slender and distinct hand.

Go in the direction of Seventeen.

Throw it around casually.

"Boom!" Shi Qi's eyes became bloodshot in just one second. After another second, his whole body exploded and was completely torn into pieces. The ground was covered with Shi Qi's bones and minced flesh.

at the same time.

The video from Princess Quan's side was cut off immediately, and before the end, one could see the look of the top brass of the Imperial Capital as if they were struck by thunder.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

The man's cruel tactics left everyone speechless.

Qi Qi's strength was not low, but no one appeared in this phantom, and he just raised his finger, and Qi Qi was immediately cut into pieces, as fast as in a dream.

Who is he?

"My lord, you killed someone..." Quan Hong was also shocked by the man's sudden attack.

In Quan Hong’s impression.

The man has always been the kind of person who is indifferent to worldly affairs. He is like a god who does not have the fireworks of the world. He is calm when things happen and has no violent aura. It seems that nothing can arouse his interest.

He killed people himself.

How many years has it passed?

"Deserves to be killed."

The man waved his hand lightly and said calmly: "The envoy will handle the matter of the Ice Pavilion and it has nothing to do with you. Come back!"

Finished talking.

The man turned around and prepared to put away the shadow projected in front of Quan Hong's eyes.

But before he could lift his fingers, he ran into a pair of eyes that were looking at him, looking at him and thinking. They were dark and bright, and could eclipse everything in the world.

"Be bold!"

When Quan Hong saw Quan Jin staring at the man, he suddenly said coldly: "You dare to stare at the Lord, you are looking for death!"

The man raised his hand to signal Quan Hong to shut up.

Quan Hong could only turn around and obey the man's order to return to Quan's house.

Quan Jin was still looking at him with somewhat innocent eyes. Before he could withdraw his shadow, he calmly asked: "Do you want the ice pavilion?"

"Won't you take back your prophecy ability?"

The man took back the phantom's hand and paused slightly.

He seemed to be just surprised that Quan Jin would speak, without any intention of harming Quan Jin. His tone was light and he responded coolly: "The time has not come yet."

Quan Jinoh said.

Then he said: "You are the powerful family member who controls the life and death of the world. Can nothing be difficult for you?"

The man finally looked directly at Quan Jin.

He seemed to be waiting for Quan Jin's next request.

"Of course." The man said very lightly.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

Quan Jin smiled.

Suddenly, even heaven and earth became her foil.

She looked at the man with a pair of dark eyes that could crush the youth in the world.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the phantom. His voice was neither warm nor gentle, but it sounded nice and tight, but it made people's hearts stop immediately: "Then give me back my ninth uncle..."
Chapter completed!
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