Everything Mrs. Jin prepared for Yan Qingzi was in the Valley of Nine Turns.

And there, by mistake, it became the situation waiting for Mo Xuanchen.

That is a game that might kill him! !

"Do not!"

Yang Qingzi's face changed transiently, her eyes flickering.

"No! Xuan Chen can't have an accident!"

Mo Xuanchen is her last relative in this world.

No matter what, she would not allow him to have an accident!

"Grandma, don't worry!"

Ling Luoyu pressed her arm with one hand, his black eyes burning.

"Mo Xuanchen will be fine! With his ability to respond, it shouldn't be a problem!"

"No! I'm going to see it myself..."

Yan Qingzi stood up suddenly, just walked without two steps, but suddenly turned back.

"Yu'er, you...can you please help me to see if something happened to Xuanchen! I'm going to find that **** woman!! See what kind of game she set up!"

Before Ling Luoyu nodded, she had torn the void and disappeared.

As far as his eyes were, Ning Zi was stunned with a look of error.

"what happened?!"

She just climbed to the top of the mountain, why did she leave again? !

Ling Luoyu passed by her: "Go back!"

Ningzi petrified instantly.

"go back?"

She has just come up now, and she hasn't had time to catch her breath. Why is she going back? !

Seeing Yan Qingzi and Ling Luoyu disappear, she fell to the ground.

She doesn't have the physical strength that these two people squandered freely!

Golden house.

Mrs. Jin curled up in front of the window, looking out the window without blinking, her eyes lost.

The gust of wind passed and her hair flew.

Without looking back, she smiled coldly.

"I thought you would never come back in your life, and you would never see me again!"

"I don't want to see you again! But I need you to tell me one thing!"

Jin Jin looked down slightly and turned his head slowly: "What's the matter!?"

"What trap did you set in the place where the demons were buried?!"

Mrs. Jin's pupils shrank suddenly: "What!?"

"Tutu's distress letter was written by you too?!"

Mrs. Jin's eyes trembled, and finally turned her head, her eyes moved: "Yes! I wrote it!!"

"Your purpose in writing that letter should be to lead me to the burial place of the demons, and then set up a situation to frame me?!"

Mrs. Jin frowned slightly, thoughtfully: "Yes...but didn't you also not go?!"

She has forgotten that game!

Yan Qingzi mentioned it suddenly at this moment, and came in angrily. What does it mean? !

Before Yan Qingzi's purpose was determined, Mrs. Jin was calm and perfunctory.

"You are there, what game have you set?"

"Does it matter?!"

Mrs. Jin closed her eyes calmly and let out a long sigh, her expression gloomy.

"That was all how many years ago, you still ask, is there any point?!"

Yan Qingzi's eyes swam around, and sat down beside her slowly, following her gaze to look out the window.

"Gold, between us... has been covered in water and hard to harvest, but everything is the grievance of the three of us, I don't want this hatred to continue to our descendants!"

"Junior?!"

Mrs. Jin's face was slightly different, and she slowly turned to Yan Qingzi.

"What do you mean? Is it...Xuan Chen??"

"Xuan Chen got the information about the buried bones of the Demon Race from the five-finger white flower. Now...it should be there!"

"what?!"

Mrs. Jin suddenly jumped up, her eyes flickering.

"real or fake?!"