Quan Jin's clear and deep eyes were cast on the ice hall, and there was a breeze in the middle, only to see that her face was full of worry and anxiety, and that kind of nervousness did not look like a fake at all.

But the white tiger's fright and fear are not like fakes

Is she the white tiger that the letter has only come into contact with?

Or should you believe in the breeze?

"Click"

Footsteps are getting closer.

Qingfeng was so anxious that her face was covered with cold sweat, she rushed up and pushed the ice hall away, and then said to Quan, "Come in, you brought me to the killer organization, you can't have anything." ”

"It doesn't matter if the person who comes is from the Quan family, or anyone from the immortal cultivation realm."

"Just with the three portraits you tore apart, they will hunt you down with all their lives, Quanjin!"

You said

An ordinary person.

How did you know about the Immortal Cultivation Realm? Let's put aside where she knew it first, Fake Quan Jin made it clear that she has now been reduced to an ordinary person, so what was Qingfeng's identity before?

And why was he relegated to an ordinary person?

Is she an enemy or a friend?

"Don't you believe me?" Qingfeng saw that Quan was not moving, his expression was unwavering, and a trace of sadness crossed his eyes.

The white tiger stood in front of Quan.

Roaring at the breeze, sharp teeth saw the breeze retreat again and again, "Roar, roar, roar-"

"I just believe in myself." Kwon Jin still calmly replied.

The white tiger is the guardian beast of the ice pavilion.

If a pack of beef jerky could buy it, a little favor would make the White Tiger take her to the Ice Pavilion, which was probably stolen decades ago.

Bai Xi brought the right to come to the ice hall, there must be some reason and purpose

"Authority."

"I don't beg you to believe me, I know I'm suspicious, but I won't hurt you."

Qingfeng pursed her lips, restrained the bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, pointed around and said, "Quan Jin, do you know? Countless bones are buried in the ground around this ice house. ”

"Once in the tomb, all special abilities and spells will be sealed."

"That's why the White Tiger brought you here."

"It wants to drag you and wait for the people from the Immortal Cultivation Realm to come, and then join forces to kill you. Only I know that the only thing that can resist the immortal cultivation realm is to lie down in the ice hall and absorb the residual power of the empress of the power family. ”

"If you don't believe me, you can see if you can use your special abilities."

I don't have to try to understand it.

Qingfeng's paragraph is absolutely true.

Because from the moment she entered the ancient tomb, from the first time she saw the ice hall, she clearly felt that there was a cold qi suppressing her body, unless the fusion of soul and body reached 100%.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it's really difficult to use special abilities.

Oh, except for the prophecy!

After all, prophecy comes with the power itself.

"Whoa," the white tiger shook his head nervously.

Then he looked at Quan Jin with pitiful eyes, it seemed to be in a hurry, especially afraid that Quan Jin would believe Qingfeng's words, and was so anxious that it jumped around, as if he had remembered something.

The white tiger scratched the sleeve of Quan's coat with its fluffy paws.

"Woo woo woo" Bai Hu's voice was choked.

Then rush to the front of the ice pavilion.

The claw slammed into the ground, and the front of the ice pavilion was about the size of a TV screen, and the front of the ice pavilion was suddenly upside down with a dynamic picture, which was displayed

Shown is! Video of someone breaking into an ancient tomb.

"Whoa—"

The white tiger looked at Quan Jin on the ground aggrievedly, then stared at Qingfeng with cracked teeth, and finally pointed to the wound on his front paw, which means "The scar is left by Qingfeng." ’

Quan Jin frowned slightly, and his dark eyes slowly looked towards the front of the ice pavilion, although it only flashed for five seconds, Quan Jin could see it clearly.

Time two years ago.

Someone broke into the tomb.

And the intruder, that person! The name engraved on the front of the ice hall is exactly-