The princess is ruthless: the evil king begs to let go

Chapter 742 Don't say?I ruined this place!

Chapter 742

"Elder Han, don't be too polite!"

Yan Jinyu said lightly, and Han Yifei sighed.

Looking at the still intact coffin in the forbidden area, Han Yifei breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Yifei stepped forward to check it out, and his expression changed.

"My lord, have you touched these corpses?"

Yan Jinyu squinted at Han Yifei: "Elder Han, what's wrong? They are just corpses. Although they look like me, they are not me, so you don't have to worry too much."

Xue Qianchun let out a chuckle, and suddenly realized that it was not good to laugh out loud on such an occasion, so she closed her mouth.

"Son!"

Han Yifei was about to cry.

"Elder Han, don't worry, I just took a look to see if they are exactly the same as me, and I didn't care about them."

Yan Jinyu said to Han Yifei indifferently, a big stone in Han Yifei's heart was finally dropped.

"Young master, it's good that you didn't do anything else, let's go back now."

Han Yifei cautiously suggested to Yan Jinyu, who snorted coldly.

"Elder Han, don't you explain what's going on?"

Han Yifei was a little embarrassed.

"My lord, this subordinate doesn't know very well about this matter, you should go back and ask the Palace Master."

Yan Jinyu glanced at Han Yifei: "Elder Han, are you joking with me? How dare you say you don't know about the Palace Master?"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Yifei's forehead.

"Young master, if it's some trivial matter, I know, but the subordinates really don't know about this matter."

Han Yifei's words made Yan Jinyu very dissatisfied.

"Well, since you don't say it, then don't blame me."

While speaking, he slowly pushed out his palm, aiming at the coffin closest to him!
"Young master! No!"

Han Yifei rushed forward and stood in front of Yan Jinyu.

"Why? Give me a reason!"

Yan Jinyu was a little indifferent, Xue Qianchun gently tugged at his skirt, and he lowered his head and smiled at Xue Qianchun.

"Qingcheng, what's wrong?"

Xue Qianchun bit her lower lip: "Yan Jinyu, I know."

Han Yifei suddenly shouted at Xue Qianchun: "Qingcheng, you can't say it!"

Yan Jinyu sneered: "Okay, I can't say, that son will destroy all of these today!"

Xue Qianchun looked at Han Yifei: "Uncle Han, tell him."

Han Yifei squatted down in great pain and hugged his head with his hands.

"Qingcheng, tell me!"

Yan Jinyu tightly held Xue Qianchun's hand, his hand was a little cold.

"Yan Jinyu, they are all your past lives! Oh, no, it should be said that you are all the reincarnation of the Lord Zixiao, and you are all his substitutes!"

Xue Qianchun's words directly made Yan Jinyu's body shake, and Xue Qianchun hugged his waist tightly.

"Qingcheng, this joke is not funny at all."

Yan Jinyu showed his snow-white teeth, and he said angrily to Xue Qianchun.

"Yan Jinyu, have you forgotten? You once told me that you hate Yan Jinzhi very much. It's because you remember that he harmed you in the last life, so come with me!"

Xue Qianchun took Yan Jinyu's hand and walked to the eighth coffin. She tore off the corpse's clothes, and pointed to the knife mark on the corpse's arm for Yan Jinyu to see.

"Yan Jinyu, take a good look, do you think about how this knife mark came from?"

Yan Jinyu's expression was extremely painful, his head kept shaking, and he turned around to run, but Xue Qianchun grabbed him.

(End of this chapter)