Chapter 698: Vixen!

Song Yanqing looked at Qiao Jin and told her about the scene just now.

Qiao Jin pondered: Four thousand years ago, this woman was a high priest?

Song Yanqing asked her: Is it theoretically feasible to exchange someone else's life for my own resurrection?

Of course it is possible. Qiao Jin said: As long as there is a formation, the Feng family can use their lives to borrow luck. This kind of recovery of thousands of lives in exchange for a high priest is still voluntary. This is the first time I have seen it. This woman will have big problems.

Qiancang?

Song Yanqing: I think historians will have a headache if they find out.

Qiao Jin suddenly said: It is possible that she has not only existed for 4,000 years.

In her time, the concept of the kingdom had already begun, but what happened, all traces were covered up.

Song Yanqing pondered for a while, and said: It is possible, if a country called Qiancang existed 4,000 years ago, then there would be no traces. It should be before that, human civilization was recorded 5,000 years ago, maybe it is not more A long time ago, it was just covered up by something.

After all, if there is such a thing as a spiritual master, it is enough to happen many things that cannot be understood by modern society.

Qiao Jin raised his eyebrows.

Song Yanqing guessed correctly, she never said that she came from 10,000 years ago.

The problem at hand is this woman known as the High Priest.

She is extremely beautiful, and now lying quietly in the coffin, she also looks lifelike.

If it was put in the entertainment circle, any actress would be overshadowed by her bright face.

The vitality in her body is getting heavier and heavier, and within a week at most, she will be resurrected.

At that time, I am afraid that only the resurrection of this woman will get the answer.

Qiao Jin doesn't pay attention to the secrets of this woman, she just wants to know what the third dot represents in her body.

She was a curse-type formation mage before she was alive, and she was resurrected with the blood sacrifice of a thousand people. Her strength is definitely not comparable to that of modern people.

If Qiao Jin doesn't exist—oh, she might not know when she will wake up, it is obvious that the underground palace will show signs of resurrection when it is passive.

Even though she was bright and attractive, Song Yanqing took a look twice and lost interest after confirming that she could not get more information. It was just because she was from a thousand years ago that she was somewhat interested.

Of greatest interest may be historians.

Song Yanqing remembered that Qiao Jin said that she heard her own voice in the cave, and she was still thinking about it.

After seeing the woman, they left again.

When going downstairs, Ah Tuan stepped forward and said, Master, the things you need have been bought, and they will be delivered in about an hour or two. Do you need to wait a little longer?

Song Yanqing glanced at Qiao Jin, nodded and said, Qiao Jin and I are going to have afternoon tea for a while, we will be there later.

Qiao Jin naturally did not object.

And tell Qiao Fei, let her have a psychological preparation first.

As a result, before it was evening, Qiao Fei received a call.

Qiao Fei on the phone was furious: Xiao Jin, are you in class now, something irritating happened to my mother.

Qiao Jin was a little surprised: What's wrong with you?

Qiao Fei said angrily: Didn't I tell you earlier that your Uncle Mu used to have a confidante type, and he used to be afraid of me, but then your Uncle Mu ignored her, and now that she's back, she actually let Uncle Mu go? Pick her up, but Uncle Mu didn't pick her up, now that Chuang's house is here, you're mad at me again for putting eye drops on the old man!

Foxy, this is, Qiao Fei is so angry.

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