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Chapter 1317 One of the Seven Ambassadors 2

The man said: "That's stupid."

"The same method can be used on three people. It's true that they are seven ministers. The tricks they can be deceived are exactly the same, hehe, hehe!"

"Carry it away."

"Put it together with the bodies of Qiyao and others."

The middle-aged man didn't understand the woman's words at all.

He knelt down respectfully and said: "Master, the most important thing now is to find the body of the Queen of the Quan family. As long as the body is found, no one will be your opponent."

"Now there are so many forces in the world of immortality, all headed by you."

"Qiyao, this idiot, still thinks that he can fight you when he goes back? Humph, he is just here to die."

The woman smiled coldly.

He replied: "That's all thanks to Her Majesty the Queen decades ago. If she hadn't taken me in back then, I would have risen from an orphan to where I am now."

"How can I have the ability to let them lie in the coffin?"

The middle-aged man nodded affirmatively.

Echoed: "Once Qiyao dies, no one has any evidence to prove that you are the one who secretly dealt with the Queen!"

"The elders of the Zhuquan family are probably still grateful to you, Master."

Qiyao is dead?

Is he dead?

Quan Jin never thought that one day, he would hear the news of Qiyao's murder from others. Didn't he say that he would come back after handling the matter? How could he die?

"Quan Qingqing!"

Cheng Jing, who was following from the side, suddenly called out a name.

She was trembling all over, and she didn't know whether it was because she was angry after hearing these words, or because her mind was filled with hatred.

His eyes were bursting with blood, and his fingernails were scratching the wall, as if he wanted to rush forward and die with the woman, but because he knew he was no match, he could only endure it again and again.

"Quan Qingqing!"

Cheng Jing called this name over and over again.

Three words.

She called him many times as if he was the enemy who killed his father.

Quan Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the woman in black through the glass gap, and asked Cheng Jing, "Do you think this person is Quan Qingqing?"

"That's her."

"Turn into ashes, I know them all."

It was exactly what Cheng Jing had guessed.

Inside this ice pavilion is not the body of the mistress of the Jiangcheng Quan family at all.

It's very possible...

He is one of the seven ambassadors!

"Quan Qingqing, have you become so insane and crazy?"

"You were not like this before. Everyone trusted you so much. After her death, all the decision-making powers were put into your hands. How could you treat her like this?"

"If she hadn't taken you in back then, you would have been bullied to death by now, and you wouldn't be as glorious as you are today!"

"Something that repays kindness with hatred!"

"How could you kill the people closest to her? Even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go."

Cheng Jing spoke heartily and with tears in her eyes.

She must return to the world of immortality!

I want to go back to the home of the Lord.

I want to expose Quan Qingqing’s true face to everyone!

"You'd better pray that Her Majesty the Queen is really dead, otherwise, you will definitely regret it when she returns to the Lord Quan family!"

Don't know what happened.

Cheng Jing would hate Quan Qingqing so much.

I don’t even know what happened and why Quan Qingqing had the strength to kill the Queen’s envoys.

Quan Jin panicked at the thought that Qiyao might be killed. She stared at Quan Qingqing, who felt familiar yet unfamiliar in the room, and blurted out:

"What is her relationship with the Queen of the Quan family?"

Cheng Jing clenched her fingers tightly.

A few words.
Chapter completed!
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