In a building similar to a wing room in the palace of King Qin Guang, at this moment, there are many people standing in this wing room, and on the very large bed lies Guan Xichen's soul body with a separate body and head.

After learning that Jiang Hui's fiancé had his head cut off, everyone was surprised, so they stopped eating the banquet and crowded into this room.

Because King Qin Guang's body is as huge as a mountain, this wing house is also very tall and huge, and everyone stands in the wing room as if they are standing in a spacious square.

On the bed, a strangely dressed woman was jumping around, with strange lines on her face and hands, wearing a wide cloak, dancing with a cane like a sacrifice, and chanting words as if singing.

"Alright, stop jumping, quickly catch his head!" King Qin Guang looked impatient. Although everyone watched it with relish.

So the woman took out a small cloth bag from her chest, and the bag was filled with various silver needles. A needle was drawn from it, then a leather bag was taken from his waist, and a transparent thread was drawn from the leather bag.

Let a few assistants hold Guan Xichen's head and body down, and the woman began to sew Guan Xichen's head with a needle like a garment.

"Ah!!!!! it hurts!!! ah!!ah!!" Guan Xichen was pierced by the silver needle and yelled, hoarse, this kind of pain is soul pain, it is unbearable.

Jiang Hui crawled to Guan Xichen's side distressedly, gently touched Guan Xichen's dog face, and comforted: "Xichen!! Bear with it!

"I ...... It hurts me to death!! it!!!It doesn't hurt so much when I fall out of my head!!" Guan Xichen couldn't stop calling, his voice was sharp and piercing.

The other people in the side room had goosebumps, and they felt pain just by looking at Guan Xichen.

However, this soul tailor is still quite powerful, the silver needle in his hand jumped quickly, and quickly inserted the needle and thread into Guan Xichen's soul, and it didn't take long to connect Guan Xichen's head and body.

"Alright!!" the soul tailor put away his needle and thread, clapped his palms, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great!!" Jiang Hui burst into tears with excitement.

"It hurts me to death!Woo woo!!" Guan Xichen also shed tears, this torture is finally over, he feels a little uncomfortable in his neck, and subconsciously twists.

"Boom!!" Guan Xichen's head fell from his body again.

The audience was in an uproar.

"This ...... Did the Superior Soul Tailor actually miss?"

"It's over! This dog's head can't be connected!!"

"It's scary!

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"Xichen!! woo woo!!" Jiang Hui turned pale with fright, and screamed and cried.

"This ......" The special soul tailor was also surprised, according to common sense, there was no mistake in his sewing skills, and he still used the best sewing thread to connect, why couldn't he connect?

"Your Majesty, this ...... This dog's soul is weird!" the super-grade soul tailor looked up at King Qin Guang.

"This king has already seen the strangeness, otherwise he would not have married his little daughter to him!Now do you have a way to connect his head?" asked King Qin Guang.

"Yes...... But it needs traction blood!" said the Soul Tailor.

"What kind of traction blood!?" asked King Qin Guang.

"When sewing, the blood is smeared all over the joint, and the effect of traction fusion is achieved!" said the soul tailor.

"Then you go and get the blood of traction!" said King Qin Guang.

"This ......" the soul tailor looked embarrassed, "the blood of traction is not ordinary blood, the blood of ordinary people has no effect, it must be the blood of a person with a strong soul and pure blood!"

"The bloodline is pure!?Then look at who has the purest bloodline here!?" said King Qin Guang.

The soul tailor then took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, and after looking around at everyone, he finally stared at Jiang Hui.

"Hui'er......" King Qin Guang didn't expect it to be Jiang Hui, gritted his teeth, and said with some concern, "No! Hui'er's body is weak, and if she draws blood, she will die! Do you see if this king's blood works? Make do with it! Isn't this king's blood pure? The daughters born to this king have pure blood, isn't this king pure?"

"Father!!It's okay! I'll save my husband!" Jiang Hui had an unusually resolute expression on her face.

"King, the purity of the bloodline is the result of extreme chance, not that the higher the seniority, the purer the bloodline!" said the soul tailor.

"But...... Hui'er ......, "King Qin Guang is reluctant, he would rather let Guan Xichen die than let his little daughter suffer any harm."

Jiang Hui smiled slightly: "Father, don't stop me! This can make me feel happy!"

"Sister Hui is so great!"

"This is love!"

"It's so sweet!!"

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The crowd sighed.

King Qin Guang was helpless, so he had to nod, looked at the soul tailor, and asked, "It shouldn't take much blood, right?"

"I'm not sure! After all, this dog's soul constitution is too special!" said the soul tailor.

"You control it yourself, if something happens to my daughter, you will all die!" King Qin Guang put down his cruel words, couldn't bear to look at it, turned around and walked out of the wing.

The soul tailor smiled slightly, nodded at Jiang Hui, and then took out a needle for drawing blood, and asked Jiang Hui to raise her wrist and insert the needle into Jiang Hui's veins.

Crimson blood flowed down the soft tube, and the soul tailor caught it with a glass bottle while ordering his assistants to position Guan Xichen's head again.

Guan Xichen fainted in pain, which was best for him, but in fact, he also fainted intentionally, otherwise he would have been in pain.

The soul tailor began to pour Jiang Hui's blood towards Guan Xichen's wound, and the blood seeped into the gap between the wounds, and it was absorbed in an instant.

A whole glass of blood was poured into Guan Xichen's neck, which was the beer glass-like cup held high in the hands of those fans when watching the World Cup in the advertisement. But it still didn't have much effect, and Guan Xichen's head was still loose.

There was no way, the soul tailor had to continue to bleed Jiang Hui.

As more and more blood was released, Jiang Hui's already pale face became more and more pale, and her whole body began to cramp and tremble, as if she could not support it at any time.

The crowd around them was very unbearable, and many covered their faces.

"Sister Hui!!Forget it!!Don't save this dog!Let your father change your family business! Who in this famous family in the underworld doesn't want to marry you!" At this time, one of Jiang Hui's sisters couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly.