Chapter 372:

The Qin family knew the truth, but she had already died at that time, and Qin Jiaojiao's affairs were exposed and Qin Hanyu resolved it with one blow.
Qin Jiaojiao died like her, but Sun Zhilan went crazy. She became a neurosis. Qin Mian was old all night, and Qin Hanmo couldn't bear this fact. She was in a trance all day, and then sacrificed in one mission. Qin Hanyu could not forgive herself. , Depressed, desperate.
She still remembered the last scene she saw. Sun Zhilan was in a trance sitting at the door all day long, and the old and awkward Qin Mian was by her side. Sun Zhilan was calling her name.
Qin Yi suddenly fell down, her soft body sank into the bed, and she felt waves of feelings. She couldn't tell what they were, and could only passively accept them.
Qin Yi gritted her teeth, his plain white hand gripped the bed sheet tightly, and the fine and dense sweat fell on his forehead. I don't know how long before Qin Yi released his hand, and her cold phoenix eyes suddenly lit up, and her abilities were restored. The effect of the inhibitory agent is gone.
Qin Yi flashed back to the space as soon as she moved in. Little Linghu and Ji rushed towards her, and Qin took them one by one.
Dujuan rubbed Qin Yi's hand, with a hint of grievance in his soft and waxy voice, "Master, you have nothing to do, I'm so worried about you."
Although Ji didn’t speak, Huang Chengcheng’s eyes were full of worries about Qin Yi. That day Qin Yi sent them back to Space. They were thinking of Qin Yi coming in together, and suddenly they found that Qin Yi had lost contact with Space. If you don't go, Qin Yi can't get in either.
The two hurried around. Fortunately, they had a spiritual contract with Qin Yi. Although they could not talk to Qin Yi, they knew that she was still safe, at least not in danger of life.
Qin Yi touched the heads of Xiao Linghu and Ji, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
Her hair is like black jade with a faint luster, her beautiful and delicate swan neck, her skin is crystal clear as snow, and she is like a good suet jade, her skin faintly shiny and flowing.
The phoenix eyes were burning, dark eyes, but there was a coldness deep in the eyes. The collision of ice and fire made her eyes look like colorful glass.
Although she was wearing a skirt, she did not diminish her heroism and handsomeness.
In response to that ancient poem, the son should only see paintings, and I am only interested in it. When it comes to the end of the water, it is definitely not a man in the dust.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Little Linghu was completely dumbfounded, his little pointed ears trembled, and his pure purple eyes were full of admiration for Qin Yi.
Well, my sister is really beautiful, even more beautiful than the ancestor of their nine-tailed spirit fox.
Cuckoo commits a everyday, with small eyes blinking, eyes full of love, and the corners of Ji's mouth twitching. It knocked a paw on the little cuckoo's head, with a hint of disgust in its eyes, "It's drooling at the master again, you are really enough."
This little fox drools at the owner every day, and the tiger king says he can't stand it anymore.
The cuckoo touched his head aggrievedly. Although it is a nine-tailed spirit fox, there is no pure white tiger in its blood, so it dare not provoke loneliness.
But this would be different for Qin Yi here.
The cuckoo's eyes rolled around, and Qin looked funny. The little guy was thinking of a bad idea.
Sure enough, the little ling fox jumped into her arms sensitively, then stretched out his small head, and said with an urn voice, "Aren't you drooling at the master privately, and you said that you will find a lady like the master in the future."