Chen Wanqing turned her head and looked at the Princess Zhaoping.

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the princess was abnormal.

Zhaoping's words seem to be the prelude to the lines tailored to Shenhuanqing.

Every sentence seems to be talking about the matter in the North, but in fact it all means something.

In fact, not only Chen Wanqing had questions, Ji Feichen and others also felt something was strange when they judged Zhaoping's pure Yin constitution.

All signs indicate that Zhaoping's body could not be found because she sacrificed her body to Gu Guangjian, not because she was killed by the rebels, but she did not seem to have this memory.

So, who is the person who collects pure Yin bodies everywhere?

Is Zhaoping’s amnesia an accident or another conspiracy?

As things develop here, it seems that there is a dead end to the point of being able to start.

"Do you really don't remember what happened before you died?"

Zhaoping nodded: "I don't remember it. Maybe I will be able to be completely relieved when I remember it."

Shen Wanxiang is thoughtful.

In fact, it is not completely unsolvable.

She had a way to see Zhaoping's memory, just like before, if her blood touched Zhaoping's soul and produced soul fluctuations, those scenes would appear in her mind.

However, doing so is likely to expose yourself.

She lowered her eyes and looked at her fingertips. As long as her nails were scratched, a blood mark would seep out.

Before she could start hesitating, she suddenly saw a tragic fire rising from a distance. Then, a thick black mist spread out, covering the entire forest.

The wailing sound of ghosts sounded, as if in an instant, countless lonely ghosts gathered near the temple.

Princess Zhaoping suddenly trembled violently. She fell forward, her soul became transparent again and again, and her chest was also undulating.

"What's going on?"

"Wait, it's Qin Zhihuan, it seems something happened to him."

Zhaoping's soul is connected to Qin Zhihuan.

Before she could finish her sentence, her soul turned completely lighter, and then turned into a scoop of smoke and suddenly shattered into the night.

And at this moment, a bird's song suddenly came, and then a black shadow flew towards him.

It's a mysterious bird.

Its body was filled with a strong smell of blood, and it stumbled into Chen Wanqing's arms, as if it had just escaped from hell, full of embarrassment.

"Why are you injured?...wait, this is not your blood."

Chen Wanqing remembers that this aura belongs to Xie Wuyan.

The Xuanniao seemed to have also been affected, and her chest was up and down. After a long time, she spoke with difficulty: "Your Highness asks me to take you out of this temple."

Chen Wanqing: "Take me to find him."

"Why are you so stupid?" Xuanniao flapped his wings in anger, "Can't you still see it? This is a trap in the Heavenly Dao Palace. They must know your identity, and they specially set up a trap here!"
Chapter completed!