Quan Jin...

Two words that sound so familiar.

Lord Gu Wu pressed his eyebrows. He had been living in a hazy state these past few years. He used the strongest and strongest tobacco and alcohol to numb his spirit.

And W has never revealed his real name.

Only eight words have been circulated!

The power is overwhelming in all nine states, and I am the king!

"Master? What's wrong with you?"

Lord Guwu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The memories in her mind were so tangled that no matter how much she thought about it, she could not remember the origin of the name.

"Quan...Jin, Quan?"

Lord Guwu stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and murmured: "It seems..."

"Master, what does it look like?" The disciple's heart skipped a beat.

"She also seems to have the last name Quan..."

That person who died seventeen years ago was also named Quan?!

The disciples and elders all stared closely at their Lord.

Look at the woman frowning in pain.

She tried her best to remember, think, and recall everything about Quan Jin.

finally!

There are eight words——

Breaking through the memory, slamming into the Lord's memory.

She endured her physical discomfort and spoke in an increasingly weak and difficult voice: "It seems to be Quan Qing... Quan Qing..." Kyushu!

However——

This sentence is not finished yet!

"Pfft!"

Lord Guwu's throat felt sweet and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

She seemed to be in extreme pain and discomfort. She stretched out her hands and grasped the clothes on her chest hard, her face was frighteningly pale.

"...I really want to see her, Quan..."

"Bang!"

The Lord never said those eight words.

In the wide-open pupils of the disciples and elders, the woman who smoked cigarettes and smiled seductively suddenly... fell straight backwards.

The sound is crisp and clear.

Accompanied by a subtle smell of blood.

The entire main hall fell silent.

"master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Master Guwu suddenly faint and fall to the ground, the disciple cried out in horror.

The elder medicine doctor reacted first.

He rushed forward, took Lord Guwu's hand, and pressed his index finger on the Lord's tendons.

bang thong...

bang thong...

Elder Yao felt the pulse of Lord Guwu with trembling fear.

Ten seconds have passed...

half a minute...

Everyone in the main hall stared at Elder Yao's face, watching as his face became more and more solemn, and his initial concern turned into shock.

"How about it?"

"Elder Yao, why did the master suddenly vomit blood and faint?"

"What happened?"

Wow——

Elder Yao raised his head in fear.

His eyes widened slightly, and his lips trembled as he uttered one word: "Poison..."

"What, what kind of poison?" asked the disciple.

"Someone put poison in the wine."

What!

Someone wants to murder the Lord? Put poison in the Lord's wine?

Lord Guwu, who was in a state of extreme pain and confusion, wished he could leave this world and go find W. Even if he was poisoned, I'm afraid...

I'm afraid she swallowed it in her stomach in a daze, right?

"how so?!"

"Who is so deliberately trying to kill the Lord?"

At this moment, the disciple felt like five thunders were striking his head.

He didn't know how much effort he put in to prevent himself from collapsing: "Who is it? Who did it!"

"Who sent this batch of wine?!"

One of the elders seemed to have remembered something.

He quickly took a step forward.

Picking up the wine bottle on the ground, he put it to the tip of his nose and smelled: "This is the wine of our ancient martial arts family."

"It was someone from within us who did it!"

The elder threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.

Then he looked at Elder Yao who was standing still, and said anxiously and fearfully:
Chapter completed!