Quan Jin is really determined to say this sentence.

Is Uncle Nine really going to die?

In front of her!

So suddenly, inexplicably choosing to commit suicide and leave? Don't believe it!

"What do you mean?"

The subordinate's heart trembled fiercely, and he squinted his eyes fiercely at Quan Jin, "Do you still want to be alarmist?" I watched him die here! and death by thy hand. ”

"Quanjin, stop quibbling."

"It's not enough for you to take away the prophecy ability, and you killed the young master, it's not your thing at all, you borrowed it for so long, you should pay it back!"

Speaking of which.

Before waiting for the right to make the next move.

The subordinate suddenly thought of something, and Yu Guang glanced at the mysterious man standing on the helicopter, then clenched his fists, stared at Quan Jin and asked coldly

"You keep saying that the power of prophecy is yours."

"So let me ask you, do you remember what happened thirty-five years ago?"

Thirty-five years ago, it was the fifth year of Quan Jinlai's enclosure of the territory.

She didn't know.

Even the cards she discarded, she had forgotten them completely.

Seeing that Quan Jin did not answer, his subordinates did not feel surprised at all, but grabbed the handle and said coldly, "You don't know!" Can't even remember everything! ”

'Do you know your ninth uncle, why do you want to repack the cards?' ’

Do you know why everyone around you is hiding something from you? ’

Do you know why he told you not to prophesy before leaving? Do you know why he committed suicide? ’

Because the true master who has the prophecy has been found, because thirty-five years ago, it was your ninth uncle who snatched the prophecy and then forced it to you! ’

He had to commit suicide to make up for his sins. Now do you know why he didn't say goodbye and why prophecy couldn't be applied to himself? That's not yours! ’

In the last five sentences, the subordinate did not say anything.

Instead, he stared at Quan Jin tightly, and moved his lips with a volume that only Quan Jin could hear.

Every paragraph of the subordinate's exit.

There are very reasonable explanations.

He just wanted to take advantage of Quan Jin's failure to recover his memory, and take advantage of the fact that Uncle Jiu had committed suicide and died, so he instilled a new plot into Quan Jin, so that Quan Jin felt in his heart that the prophecy was not hers.

"Ouch lying grass!"

"What kind of garbage is worried about my sister's prophetic powers?"

The official shook his legs, rubbed his hand joints, and looked like he was going to beat someone, "The prophecy is not hers, could it be yours?!" ”

This time.

It is not subordinates who refute the officialdom.

It was a mysterious man who stood tall above, and he said in a disdainful tone, "Prophecy is the special ability of the strange woman who disappeared from our family. ”

"What a splendid woman she was; Unique; If it weren't for some accident, how could he have been robbed of his prophetic ability by Quanjin? ”

"Don't think that if she is dead, our family can tolerate any piece of garbage and occupy her prophecy!"

"Quan Zhen, don't hand over the prophecy yet!"

Quan Jin, who was called by the cold, plucked out his ears a little boredly.

With a squinting look, she glanced at the mysterious man.

There are some things that Quan Jin really can't remember, but what Uncle Nine wants her to forget is definitely not good. Therefore, Quan Jin will not waste it to retrieve the memories that he abandoned many years ago.

And how exactly did the prophetic ability appear in her, Quan Jin doesn't know, and there is no need to know!

"So what?"

Quan Jin wrapped his arms around and smiled at the mysterious man in an arrogant and invincible tone, "Anyway, it's mine now, if you want it, you can grab it!" ”