There is a description of the identity of the Queen of the Quan family.

Wrong.

To be precise.

It's the body.

How tall you are, how much you weigh, what you look like, and what characteristics you have are all clearly registered.

Title:【Queen】

Name: [Quan Jin]

Height: [1.68 meters]

"..."

What made Quan Jin stop was not the written description of the Queen of the Quan family. It was! That painting, that portrait of the Queen of the Quan family, could be described in four words.

That is definitely: shocking.

But the most shocking thing, do you know what it is?

It's the woman in this portrait.

Actually with Quan Jin.

Look exactly the same!

"Quan Jin...one sixty-eight..." These heights, features, including many details, are exactly the same as the body she used.

Could it be?

This body of hers.

Is it the body of the Queen that is being searched for by all the major forces in the world of immortality? Is it the corpse that Quan Qingqing has been thinking about for a long time?

"..." Quan Jin was slightly startled.

She stood where she was.

Countless doubts and reasons flashed through my mind.

"No wonder Quan Qingqing, with his identity, would go to China. No wonder Qiyao would become a member of Kyushu to get close to her. No wonder Qingfeng would suddenly change from an editor to one of the seven ambassadors."

"Qi Yao had already budgeted for it. The pill he fed me was not sleeping at all?"

"Just a soul-changer?"

"..."

turn out to be.

There is a reason for all of this! No matter how correct Quan Jin’s guess is, the face in this portrait will never change.

"It's so scary, I have to slow down." Quan Jin leaned back against the wall, staring at the face in the portrait with his dark and shiny eyes, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek.

He was also wearing a mask, and no one else except Qingfeng had seen him.

But why didn't Qingfeng tell her?

"Didi-"

"Tick-"

suddenly-

Then there was a sound of water droplets from the right front.

Quan Jin touched her face in a complicated way. She couldn't tell whether it was surprise or fright. She put her hands in her pockets again and walked to the right with a calm look.

What comes next.

It will be a greater stimulation!

"Tick-"

"Tick!"

From Quan Jin's pupils, he could see that the hall at the end was filled with ice coffins.

right.

one body;

two bodies;

A total of ten tools.

Moreover, half of the ice coffins are empty of people, that is to say, there are no corpses. Half have corpses, and half do not have corpses. Moreover, the ice coffins are soaked in a pool of blood.

A pool watered with blood.

It's not like protecting a corpse, but like raising a corpse!

"Why is it still here?"

"Ten objects?"

"Riding in a pool of blood..." Quan Jin has heard of this secret method. If he uses the blood of a child under three years old, he can make a baby look like what he wants.

Quan Jin had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Step by step, walk towards the ten ice coffins in the blood pool.

"Tick-"

The sound rang in the hall.

Quan Jin's footsteps echoed in the hall bit by bit. Quan Jin stood by the blood pool, looking at the body in the ice coffin.

The next second.

She encountered a terrifying scene.

The bodies lying in ice coffins.

Know who it is?

What does it look like?

"..." Quan Jin stared closely at the five remaining corpses in the ten ice coffins. She was definitely not wrong! Absolutely not!

These five corpses.
Chapter completed!