"Impossible!" Huo Qiu directly refused.

But before he finished his explanation, Yi Zhantong reached out and directly restrained his chin, and a pill was directly stuffed into Huo Qiu's mouth.

With no one around, Yi Zhantong was not afraid at all, and she didn't let go of his chin until he swallowed the pill.

"What did you give me?"

"It's just a piece of sugar." Yi Zhantong said lightly.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"It's boring, if you want to live, just listen to me, I won't hurt you, I will only help you."

Before, she wanted to live an ordinary life, but the assassinations again and again made her unable not to doubt the identity of the original owner of the body, as well as the real cause of death of her flower soul.

Therefore, she must establish her own power, be the master of the secret, keep the light and raise the obscure, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and find out the secret hand.

The first step is to use Huoqiu.

Huo Qiu's fingers clasped his throat, trying to spit out that thing.

Yi Zhantong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't get it, I'll give you the antidote when the time comes." ”

"But in the meantime, you have to listen to me. All the forces of the Huo family must be under my command! ”

Her momentum is awe-inspiring, her beautiful eyes are sharp and full of intimidation, and her cold and arrogant eyebrows are towards the sword that has just been unsheathed, and there is no temperature in the cold.

Huo Qiu didn't have any words to refuse, "Okay, but tell me what your name is?" ”

"Flower Soul."

She whispered two words.

But like a bomb, with infinite impact, Huo Qiu's body collapsed directly onto the sofa.

His lips trembled slightly: "You, you are a flower...... Flower Soul? ”

"What do you say?"

Yi Zhantong stood in front of him, his face calm.

Except for the flower soul, who has the qualifications to invite the famous "Black Jack"?

Who has the strength to pass through the bodies of two people with one bullet?

Nobody has that speed, it's just ...... The girl in front of her, is it really a flower soul?

Obviously, she is so young and looks underage, but she has such courage and an aura that is not afraid of danger.

"Here is my contact information, within two days, I will give you a detailed plan, I hope you cooperate, otherwise-"

Yi Zhantong squinted, and a sharp cold light shot at him.

"Okay, good, I, I'll listen well."

Hearing his reply, Yi Zhantong walked out lightly, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were particularly enchanting under the magnificent lights.

In the night, she raised her hand slightly, her white wrists were covered with bright light, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, like a real prostrate queen, proudly looking down on everything underground.

When Yi Zhantong went back, Qi Xingyan's tall figure leaned against the willow tree in the community downstairs, and looked up at the moonlight in a slight daze.

In his arms, he was holding Yi Zhantong's coat.

He was like an abandoned child, lonely, surrounded by a faint mist in the moonlight, looking from afar, like a fairy, with a clear temperament, simple and without impurities.

Sensing her gaze, Qi Xingyan lowered his head slightly, grinned, and his white teeth were very happy, "You're back, Tong Tong." ”

His voice seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and he suddenly spoke, tearing his vocal cords, a little hoarse, but gentle and unspeakable.

The shadow of the tree was mottled, hitting his white shirt, his thick eyebrows rose slightly, and the innocence shown by his handsome and matchless face made Yi Zhantong lose his mind slightly.

She frowned, dispelling doubts about him in her heart.

Probably, he hasn't regained his memory yet.

Otherwise, with Chief Qi's face-loving nature, he would never let himself show such a silly and sweet side.

Yi Zhantong went over, touched his short hair, and said with a smile: "Go home." ”