Bumped into the fundus of the eye.

It's just one

A face that Quan Jin could never forget, no longer happy, no longer angry, no longer smiling, no longer stupidly asking her for money, no longer screaming that he was hungry, he lay there peacefully.

How so?

"Seven Yao."

"Smash! Did you hear Baba talking? Quan Jin slapped the person in the ice coffin.

It was found that there was no movement.

It was as if he was asleep and would never open his eyes again.

Quan Jin stood in place, looking at this face that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar, the same intimate feeling, like the young man in the ceremony, this sense of trust was so deep.

But in the end

Who's real?

Qi Yao, who is lying in the ice coffin and has died, is it the envoy?

Or is it the helpless Qiyao at the ceremony, who is the envoy?

"My brain hurts." Ouch mom.

Even Quan Jin has no evidence, and he can recognize at a glance who is true or false. She's completely intuitive, but it seems like there's something wrong with her instincts right now!

"Smash!"

Quan Jin couldn't help but stuff Qiyao with an elixir and patted his face: "Smash, Lao Tzu is here to save you." ”

"Wake up!"

"I'll take you to dinner."

"Give you a million."

"Smash!" No matter how Quan Jin rescued, Qiyao didn't show any signs of waking up, which gave Quan Jin a little headache.

Never mind.

Still not saved.

What if, the wrong one was saved, a fake one was saved?

It has not yet been determined who the Qiyao at the ceremony is, let alone what happened, how could Quan Qingqing say that Qiyao is dead.

But at the ceremony, wasn't he still alive?

"Bang!"

Suddenly.

In a corner of the surrounding area, a faint sound suddenly sounded.

"Who?" Quan Jin immediately turned around.

The cold black eyes immediately swept towards the darkness, and found that there was nothing around them, but the subtle impact sound was too real to be.

There are definitely people around here.

I just don't know who it is?

Quan Jin closed the ice coffin, stared at Qiyao's corpse, turned around casually, and walked slowly in the direction where the impact had just sounded.

"Click"

Footsteps fall to the ground.

Make a subtle sound of footfall.

Quan Jin stood on the side of a wall, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world, swept the audience, and finally, stayed in a dust-free place, the girl stretched out her index finger and pressed it directly.

"Pop-"

"Boom!"

Right in front of you.

Suddenly a door reopened.

Head-on.

It was countless cold breaths that seeped into the bone marrow, so cold that Quan Jin almost took a step back.

"Why is there a secret room here?"

"The relationship between the empress of the powerful family and the envoys is so good, it will not be enough to put seven ice coffins for them."

"Did someone else do it?"

"Kwon Qingqing?" Could it be that Quan Qingqing came to the secret room under this laboratory before her, and then transported the body to this place?

Quite possibly!

"Hiding in the shadows is something."

"Get out."

"it!" Quan Jin returned to his arrogant and arrogant appearance, and walked forward without fear.

Answering the right of respect;

It was dead silent.

There is ice all around, and if it were an ordinary person here, I am afraid that it would not take a few minutes to freeze into an ice sculpture.

"Click"

Quan Jin's eyes looked around, as if she had seen some horrified picture, and when she was halfway there, her footsteps stopped suddenly like a sudden brake.

What did she see?

now

About fifty meters away, there is