Roll!

Could it be that these people were all octopus? They could easily leave seven or eight trump cards behind, or could they regrow after losing them?

"This person has a one-way connection with Xiang Beizhen. Now that he's dead, no one knows his identity." Xiao Jinghan was worried that they already had a plan, and that person would carry it out.

"Since Xiang Beidou is dead, that person doesn't have anyone to cooperate with. He shouldn't be doing anything?"

"That is true, but what if he did? You also know that the Gu is all-pervasive, we don't know who he is, and he's still hiding in the dark. "

Yi Qing was lying on the table with an unconvinced look on his face.

Xiao Qinghan stroked the back of Yi Qing's head, "Give me a little more time."

Yi Qing placed Xiao Jinghan's hand on the table and turned to face him, "I might be too anxious."

Xiao Jinghan shook his head. "If Madam wants to do it, so be it."

"Really?" Yi Qing was happy.