But Qin Chen was unmoved.

"Uncle Second, I will make up for my mistake!"

Qin Chen said lightly.

"Chen'er, don't be impulsive. The second uncle has lost Xinxin, but your father can't lose you. Jingtian Shangguo, we can't afford to offend!"

Qin Yuanshan said anxiously.

But Qin Chen was unmoved.

Standing up, Qin Chen spoke again: "Mingyong, the sky is dark, Yun Qingyu, Yun Qingxiao, carry the coffin!"

Carrying a coffin?

What to do when carrying a coffin?

The four of them were stunned at this moment.

"Carry the coffin!"

Qin Chen shouted again.

The four of them did not dare to delay, so they walked into the hall and lifted the coffin.

"Follow me!"

After a word fell, Qin Chen took a step forward.

Hold your hands tightly and stretch them out.

Bang bang bang bang...

In the hall, nearly a thousand fourth-grade spiritual pills were all bursting at this moment.
Chapter completed!