And the dead can never be resurrected.

The only possibility is that there is a strange spirit possessing this corpse, and it is possessing it in a planned way.

There are really not many people who have this ability, unless they are gods and ghosts...

What are the gods and ghosts closely related to Beigong Jinger?

The answer is almost obvious![

Could it be that - he is the mastermind behind this?

That big BOSS?!

Feng Lingyan's slightly clenched fingers relaxed again.

Regardless of whether she recovers her martial arts or not, she is definitely no match for this man now!

And looking at the current situation, this person has no intention of taking her life.

She'd better play by ear...

She thought very quickly, and almost in an instant she had guessed everything.

He calmly took a step back, his eyes fixed on 'Little Prince Lin'.

"I am young Prince Lin. Miss Yun, don't you recognize me?"

The corners of 'Little Prince Lin''s lips curled up into a smile.

If he hadn't been so pale, his smile would have captivated a country.

"Lie! Young Prince Lin is already dead!"

Feng Lingyan unceremoniously exposed his lie.

"Then can I be resurrected again?"

The smile on young Prince Lin's face did not change.

Feng Lingyan suddenly sneered and said calmly: "Don't you even have the courage to admit your identity? What's the point of pretending to be someone else?"

Little Prince Lin stared at her with a pair of slightly feminine eyes, and suddenly sighed: "You are very smart. I am just a little strange, how can you be so sure that I am not him?"

Feng Lingyan smiled faintly: "Can't you guess?"

"You can tell me."[

Little Prince Lin narrowed his eyes.

Feng Lingyan smiled slightly and suddenly asked something irrelevant: "Where is this? Why did you bring me here?"

"Little girl, I asked you first."
Chapter completed!