There is a face that can be seen for ten thousand years.

That's the empress who rules the family.

Qi Yao, who could still maintain his calm and calm on the surface, was slammed in his eyes, and his heart kept rolling like a river and a sea, he really suspected that he was wrong, even

I almost rushed to Kwon Jin, wanting to confirm the details carefully.

"Do you know?"

"This face," Kwon asked with a smile.

The boy instantly realized his gaffe.

He quickly adjusted, and his mood was calm for a few seconds, "Your Majesty." ”

That's right.

This face is the empress of the powerful family who dominates the country.

"But you're not her." Qi Yao said in a deep voice, "How can the empress's body melt with you, you haven't fused yet, I can't feel your soul." ”

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Kwon Jin's lips.

She looked at the young man in front of her who felt kind.

I thought of a corpse lying in the ice coffin. The same familiar feeling, as if when I was still in Kyushu, raised my hand, touched the family affection.

At that moment, Quan Jin really wanted to ask Qiyao, are you still alive

"Do you have any problems?"

Quan Jin finally asked, "It's because the empress's country is now controlled by Quan Qingqing, because there are her eyes all around, and because others suspect that you are a traitor." ”

"So, do you have to carefully consider every word?"

One more sentence.

Are you Qiyao?

Quan Jin didn't ask this, because she couldn't make Qiyao feel that she was doubting him, if it was really not, then the dangerous person would be herself

"You're overthinking." Qiyao took a step.

Walk slowly in the direction of the rooftop.

The voice was cool and distant, stranger than a stranger, "I said, I came here to see who the people who passed through the Empress's experimental area are, and whether they are worthy of being cultivated by the Quan family." ”

"I will investigate the matter of Her Majesty's corpse."

"Once I find evidence that this body is the real Empress, then, please don't blame this envoy for doing whatever it takes to get back what no one can possess her."

"Including me."

After speaking.

Qiyao's figure suddenly disappeared from Quan Jin's pupils, clean, and disappeared in just one second.

This is the secret method of cultivating the immortal realm.

Quan Jin looked in the direction of the young man's departure, the cold and impersonal eyes, a slight sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips, and every word and sentence was so cold.

He seemed to be talking to himself all the time

I am an envoy above all men.

Why should it be a rare member.

He is no longer a member of the King of Kyushu.

He is now just an envoy of Her Majesty the Empress, so that's it

Quan Jin half-turned his head, looked at himself in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and touched the fair skin on his face with his index finger.

Suddenly.

Quan Jin looked in the mirror, thinking about everyone's description of the empress of the Quan family, and flashed the isolated indifference on the portrait.

She couldn't help but smile at the corner of her lips.

The eyes are calm.

The jaw is slightly raised.

Look in the mirror.

"Huh."

"Beauty is beauty, but the power is not the empress." Suddenly, the girl chuckled, feeling that the face in the mirror was slightly harsh.

She just wants to be the king of Qiyao.

The empress who doesn't want to be an envoy.

So

Quan Jin smashed the mirror with a palm, his aura poured out, he lowered his head, cast his eyes in the direction where Qiyao left, and raised a smile that made the tip of his nose sour, "If you can't go back one day, then I'll take you with you."