Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 1127 It is said that the queen who came to the devil was also to the prince...

Hei Qilin didn't expect it either, but there is indeed an oppressive force pervading in this container, although it is very weak.

Perhaps because it was originally Zong Che's real body, he is now just a wisp of thin soul and has amazing strength. He should be the lowest level of the ghost clan on the top of Vientiane, but as a ghost, he can compete with the seventh prince of the demon clan. It can be seen how amazing his original cultivation base strength is.

After Zong Che listened to Feng Qing's affirmative words, his soul body instantly felt like his heart was beating, and layers of double shadows like ripples were violently shaken, as if resonating with the long-term reunion between the container.

"Exactly."

Feng Qing responded, and then said respectfully to Zong Che: "Prince Che, please."

At this time, she also really wanted to see the reappearance of the demeanor and strength of the genius prince of the demon clan who was once in trouble.

Once he returns to the main body, the dynasty of the Demon Race will soon be rewritten.

The queen's wish will be fulfilled.

This container was actually planned by the Empress early on. Fortunately, Zong Che's choice did not disrupt the rhythm of the plan.

"How to return to the body?"

Ah Lan had never been deprived of his real body before, this was the first time he encountered such a thing, and he was very curious about it.

"Taoism's Soul Calling Banner and Resurrection Curse should work, but the current situation is just the same..."

An Xiangwan looked like this, but it was only applicable to those who had a living soul, and whether Zong Che's situation was also within the scope of a living soul returning to a body, she was actually not sure, but she could try.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. The method of the Yin and Yang worlds is just a simple way to eliminate it at the top of Vientiane."

"..."

Feng Qing slapped her face directly when she heard the sound, An Xiangwan felt embarrassed, the word "eliminate" was really used...

However, what Feng Qing said was correct, but she was too direct.

Old-fashioned and old-fashioned didn't say it didn't work, anyway...

Forget it, the most important thing right now is to let Zong Che return to his original body as soon as possible.

Feng Qing hesitated, stood up, and took out a small bright red pill, 3mm in size, from her body.

"Just put the medicine into the mouth of the container, and Lord Che just needs to blend it in."

After she explained concisely, Zong Che looked at An Xiangwan who was standing beside him with some anxiety. He was a little worried that something bad would happen after taking this pill.

What happened in the environment before has a shadow in their hearts.

"Will there be any side effects from this pill?"

Zong Che's problem was also what An Xiangwan and Hei Qilin were worried about.

Once upon a time, Zhao Wanli's bastard, Taiyin, made them be on guard everywhere.

"Don't worry, it doesn't."

Feng Qing's serious expression did not allow them to question her sincerity.

In order for Zong Che to do her best to help fulfill the queen's wish, she is now just trying to please the prince for the queen.

Speaking of which, the Empress Dowager treated the prince as well...

"it is good."

Zong Che nodded and signaled Feng Qing to start, he floated in front of the main body, and carefully looked at the appearance of "myself" from the front, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.

With this conflicting mood, watching Feng Qing feed his body with pills, he followed her instructions, fused with the trend, and returned to his body.

At the moment when the soul and the body intersected, a familiar warm current rushed from head to head, and a strong sense of new life made him unable to help feeling a little excited.

The moment the masked young man on the sofa opened his eyes, it was the moment when Zong Che successfully returned to his original body. Those memories that had disappeared were pouring into his brain like water from a faucet.

(End of this chapter)