High up in Longmen Mountain, Feng Qianjun faced Princess Qinghe and took a deep breath.
"You are not her after all," Feng Qianjun said coldly, "I know you are not her, but who are you?"
Princess Qinghe closed her eyes and murmured, "I have all her memories of her life. Who do you think I am? Qianjun?"
Feng Qianjun roared: "You let the dead rest in peace! You...you did such a heartless thing, get out of her body!"
Feng Qianjun drew out the Senluo Knife with both hands, shook out the knife light, and shot out quickly!
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