Qin Le sat on a cold stone bench, and the air around him was a little heavy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Grandma confronted a man in a white robe, although the man had waist-length white hair, his face was only in his twenties, and his eyes were sharp.

This is a secret room with no doors on all four walls, and the antique light yellow furniture is displayed in it, and the faint fragrance is the unique taste of Jin Sinan. Look closely at the wood grain has gold wires, and it is said that water cannot be soaked, and ants cannot burrow.

"Granny Qin, the phantom is now in the midst of a period of recuperation and preservation of strength, and it is not a good strategy to make enemies rashly."

"Hmph, the old body didn't expect the sect leader to help, he just got back something that belonged to the qin family."

The man's face changed slightly, and the black flames that ignited in his pupils instantly engulfed the whites of his eyes, and his dark eyes were like obsidian stones of excellent color.

Pure white. The world is as delicate and moist as white silk, and the piano is in the middle of the world walking directionlessly, and the black hair flutters without wind. Her eyes were misty, her face was expressionless, she had no memory, no perception, just an instinct that drove her legs away. A streak of ash flashed through the air, burrowing through Qin Le's body. She stopped, the strong stench entered the nasal cavity, the violent stimulation made her close her eyes, the five senses instantly returned to place, and when her vision recovered, she saw the bright secret room, the concerned eyes of her grandmother and the surprised gaze of the man.

You sealed her memories. ’

Granny Qin didn't answer, and looked at each other calmly.

"I'm sorry grandma, I was too careless." Qin Le whispered, observing her grandmother's expression in fear, and the other party was unexpectedly lifeless. "Xi Lin Chen's soul level is much higher than you, so why blame yourself."

"Qin Le, tell me about the situation in Beijing."

Qin Le nodded, and began to reminisce about the journey, for fear of missing any important information.

Beijing City was not as calm as it seemed, and although there were no factions stationed there in the early morning in order to protect the Yin and Yang Realm, she still smelled the faint breath of ability in the air. When she first saw Wang Shoucheng, she left a curse mark on him, so after Ouyang Zheng met him in the bar, she teleported to Shichahai through the spell mark as soon as possible. And when she saw Ouyang Zheng, she smelled blood on him, and she immediately thought of the strange incident that broke out in Beijing City recently. For this reason, after rescuing Yuan Ruolan, she deliberately went to the Beijing Center for Disease Control and Prevention to find the corpses, and sure enough, they were all people in the yin and yang world.

"The forces of the Quartet have all been dispatched." Xi Linchen lowered his head and muttered to himself, then looked at Qin Le. "Haven't you tried to spark her abilities?"

"Yes, but ......"

"Qin Le's ability is not enough to resist the bloodline talent left by the young master, I'm not the heir of the Dementor Tears, isn't the sect leader going to take it out?"

Back then, Concubine Qin Yu's soul power condensed the soul tears should have been kept by her successor Qin Le, but unfortunately Qin Le was too young at that time, and Qin Po Qin, who also belonged to the Heavenly Soul Department, could not save the soul tears on her behalf, so she had no choice but to "temporarily" store the soul tears in Xi Linchen's hands. After going around for more than ten years, it's time to return to the original owner. Xi Linchen could feel the whispering of the dementor's tears, like a woman's annoying cry.

Coming out of the Phantom Teaching, Qin Le remembered the feeling of lack that grew in his heart when he was trapped in the world of illusions, as if an organ in his body had been lost. She clenched the crystal clear water droplets in her hands, the shape of which changed with the strength of her fingers, and the liquid inside flowed. The illusion of the soul system is born in the memory of the recipient, why am I a blank? Qin Le was shocked to realize that his memories before the age of two had been blurred, which should not have happened to a dementor who practiced Heavenly Soul. She tried to trace her soul powers, but was hindered by a powerful force that did not belong to her.

Shichahai sheep house alley.

Yuan Ruolan held the last address in her hand and stood a little lonely at the mouth of the alley. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous at the thought of the two places she had searched for during the day and ended up in vain, and she was afraid that even the last hope would be dashed. "Whew." She took a deep breath of cold oxygen and made up her mind to walk into the dim street lamp, not noticing the sneaky black shadow snooping on the telephone pole behind her.

In the alley, the gray symbol flashing on Yuan Ruolan's neck was like the mark left by an ancient spell. Deep ahead, a pair of lilac eyes glowed.