Fake?

Quan Jin kept looking at Qingfeng's expression from the corner of his eye.

When he heard whether it was the Ice Pavilion or not, Qingfeng's eyes widened in shock. He quickly turned his head and looked towards the Ice Pavilion. There was nothing unusual about Qingfeng during the whole process.

"Fake?"

"This is not the ice pavilion of Queen Quan, this is the magic coffin!"

Demon coffin?

When everyone in the world of cultivators heard these two words, their eyes showed fear and they took a breath in fright.

"This is no ordinary magic coffin."

"No matter who he is, as soon as he comes into contact with the magic coffin, he will become obsessed with it, and then he will be controlled by the owner of the magic coffin and become an unconscious puppet."

"This is simply harming others and ourselves!"

I heard the explanation from people in the world of cultivating immortals.

Qingfeng's face turned pale, and she subconsciously looked towards Quan Jin, trying to explain something.

But now...

All kinds of evidence point to Qingfeng, it was her! It was she who asked Quan Jin to lie down in the ice pavilion! She said that just lying down in the ice pavilion can attract the remaining skills of the Queen of the Quan family, but what is the reality?

As soon as Quan Jin lies in, he will be an unconscious puppet when he comes out!

"I..." Qingfeng.

As soon as he said a word, Qingfeng met Quan Jin's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling. His eyes were so deep that no one knew what Quan Jin was thinking.

After the people in the world of cultivating immortals reacted.

They all pointed at the magic coffin and said in disbelief: "How could the magic coffin be placed here?"

"Who stole the real ice coffin?!"

"It must be the three of them!"

The middle-aged man who was the leader of the Immortal Cultivation Circle suddenly stood up, stared at Quan Jin, and said coldly: "Okay! What a cruel and ruthless person, he actually turned the demon coffin into an ice pavilion."

"Do you want us to become puppets controlled by you after we get close to the demon coffin?"

"snort!"

"Tell me, where is the real ice pavilion?"

Quan Jin lazily supported his chin with his right hand.

Smile and look up.

There was an undercurrent of starlight in her eyes. She was still her, but there was an unfathomable and controlling confidence in her eyes: "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

"I think it's you who hid the ice coffin."

"An ant dares to peek into the Queen's Ice Pavilion. Do it for me and stuff her into the demon coffin!" The middle-aged man who was the leader of the Immortal Cultivation Circle flashed his figure and stood in front of Quan Jin.

They don't need to press.

There is no need to kill Quan Jin.

All they have to do is lock Quan Jin into the demon coffin with his own hands, and when he comes out, Quan Jin will become a puppet who listens to their words!

"Don't hurt Quan Jin, she doesn't know where the ice coffin is."

"Ho ho ho -"

Almost at the same time.

Qingfeng and Baihu both stood up and stood in front of Quan Jin.

The doctor was so angry that he glared at Qingfeng and gritted his teeth and said: "You don't need to be hypocritical. You just want to harm my daddy. You brought her here and wanted her to come into contact with the magic coffin."

"So that I can become a puppet for you?"

"How dare you slander Bai Hu! What's the use of pretending to be loyal now? You just want to harm Daddy!"

No matter what the doctor says.

Qingfeng just lowered his head, with disappointment in his eyes, but did not explain anything for himself.

"Hahaha-" the middle-aged man laughed directly.

All the members of the Immortal Cultivation World who came here are people with low status and little strength. They are not the ruling Quan family, nor are they the mysterious master who plans to seize Quan Jin's prophecy.

"To this day, there is still internal strife."

"Do you think that this way, I will believe that the Ice Hall is not in your hands? Ha!"

"The ice coffin can only be ours, but you three ants dare to snatch it from us? Go and die!"

Finished talking.

The middle-aged man raised his fist and grabbed Quan Jin. The situation was critical, and everyone stared at Quan Jin with wide eyes.

This punch.

I'm afraid I will become disabled!

It’s over!
Chapter completed!