Qin Ruo, the alchemist of the Profound Cloud Continent, was attacked by several opponents when he was about to become one with the pill. His soul managed to escape and possessed the body of the third son of the head of the ancient Qin Clan in Wuzhen's six major families named Qin Ruo. As the son of a big Huaxia family who couldn't cultivate, he was abandoned so as not to bring shame on them. With this body, Qin Ruo would strive to regain his former glory. Anyone on his way would only be a stepping stone.
The twisted iron gate was still shockingly open. Qin Ruo walked in and put the corpse on my refining table.
Qin Ruo didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone in the room, but felt that the surroundings were quiet.
At this time, someone suddenly patted Qin Ruo's shoulder. Qin Ruo was really startled.
Qin Ruo looked back suddenly, and it turned out to be Duanmu Ruiguang.
I saw Duanmu Ruiguang with a gloomy face, and said to Qin Ruo, "Are you all right?"
Qin Ruo didn't know why, but his heart was beating wildly. It was hard to squeeze a smile and said, "Ah, yeah, I'm fine."
"Is there nothing at all?" Duanmu Ruiguang looked at Qin Ruo with a puzzled look, and then said, "How did you bring it back? Is she still alive?"
Qin Ruo frowned tightly and said, "She is already dead."
"Dead?" Duanmu Ruiguang looked at Qin Ruo with more distrust and said, "How did she die?"