The girl standing directly opposite him just smiled like she had never seen before.

He couldn't tell what that kind of smile felt like. In short, it looked quite distressed and very arrogant. She just gave him a very cold look and added: "Sorry, I'm Quan Jin."

Finished.

She straightened up and walked outside step by step as if nothing had happened.

The man watched her leave with his own eyes.

Right under his nose, he was getting further and further away...but halfway there, Quan Jin suddenly stopped and headed towards the center.

She bent down slightly, picked up Si Yu who was unconscious on the sofa, stretched out her fingers to smooth Si Yu's brow: "It's okay, I'll take you back."

She wants nothing more.

It wasn't until she lost the person closest to her that she discovered that everyone wanted freedom and fought hard for it, but there were too many people she cared about, so she couldn't afford it.

Quan Jin hugged the woman lying on the sofa.

Facing the light from the door, in front of the man and the breeze, I walked away peacefully...

She also said: "I will get the official residence back."

"You are not him."

"He dotes on Quan Jin."

Because only he would collect that life point for her.

The whole body's ribs were shattered and healed, a total of 2,743 times. He was seriously injured and fainted 694 times, and his soul was damaged 178 times.

There were a total of 39,032 sword wounds, of which 2,000 were fatal and 700 were close to the heart...

Quan Jin only has one brother, named Guan Si, and apart from that, no one else can match him.

"..."

The entire hall was eerily silent.

The man's eyes were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, so dark that it penetrated people. He tilted his body and looked crookedly at Quan Jin's leaving figure, feeling that he was so close yet so far away.

"As long as you can come back, I'll do anything with you." His eyes sank, and he couldn't deny it.

Qingfeng saw the man's transformation.

Qingfeng looked gloomy, staring in the direction Quan Jin left with a look of unwillingness and hatred, raised his blood-stained face, and said word by word: "Just..."

"Do you care about her so much? After so many years."

"Is the purpose of your life just to resurrect her? Even if she is no longer her?!"

When the man heard the last sentence, he frowned slightly, and a trace of emotion that touched the deepest part of his heart flashed in his eyes. His voice was magnetic and low, and he didn't say much.

But it's like a sharp thorn.

It pierced Qingfeng's heart fiercely, heavily, and without any warning, causing Qingfeng's entire face to turn pale. With the blood stains and bruises all over his body, he looked completely embarrassed!

"Heh... are you worthy of mentioning her existence?"

"dirty!"

The man's dangerous gaze swept towards Qingfeng. He could be overly tolerant of Quan Jin, because Quan Jin was a ray of soul of the first master, but Qingfeng?

What is it?

"Dirty?" Qingfeng suddenly laughed.

There was blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

She looked at him with a look of sorrow and forbearing admiration, heartbroken, and said every word from her heart: "Except for my identity, how can I not compare to her? How!"

"Give me an identity like her, and I can still be better than her."

"No matter how powerful she is, she's not dead! Why don't you look at me and see how I can't compare to Quan Jin now..."

However--

Qingfeng hadn't finished her irritating words yet.
Chapter completed!