"Looking for something."

Qin Wegna responded casually and left quickly.

Hongzhu looked puzzled and confused.

Looking for something?

Is it possible that Sister Qin lost something?

No, isn’t the most valuable thing on Sister Qin’s body the Qingshuang Sword?

Shaman altar.

The Witch Queen sits cross-legged, with runes surrounding her body, and her aura is looming, heavy and powerful.

After counting interest.

The Witch Queen opened her eyes and formed seals with her hands. Suddenly, the blood on the altar was blazing, and the powerful aura was frightening.

The unusual blood light and the vague power of the dragon. The talisman array carved with dragon blood is very powerful.

With the help of the dragon's blood, the Witch Queen's cultivation that had been stagnant for many years actually showed signs of a breakthrough.

"Um?"

Just then.

far away.

Qin Wegna felt this and looked towards the altar, a strange color flashing in her eyes.

This old witch really couldn't bear it anymore.

That’s fine.

If the old witch had been holding back and not using the dragon, she would still be hard to find.

Now, there are some clues.

Old witch, be sure your aunt doesn't find her, otherwise not even a single dragon scale will be left for you.

Obviously, the resentment in Qin Wanna's heart, which has been in the spotlight for many days, can no longer be suppressed.

The black dragon that will turn into a dragon is far more precious than ordinary divine objects.

Leave it all to the Witch Clan? Absolutely impossible.
Chapter completed!