In the attic, candles sway.

Su Zhao's face was quiet, and she listened quietly to Hua Feiyin talking about the situation of the two demon kings of Bird and Bird, her eyes were thoughtful, "Faiyin came, probably because she came for the Xirang?"

Hua Fei's voice was obviously embarrassed, with a soft and charming voice, "Now Hushan Lord is dead, and that Xiran has fallen into the hands of the daughter of Hushan Lord..."

With a thought, Hua Feiyin finally swallowed the second half of the words into her throat.

She had previously agreed to stop interacting with the person in front of her and had no chance of seeing each other again, and now she was asking for help, which was somewhat...

Su Zhao smiled and said, "Xirang, I'll ask later. As for the demon king of the Bird and Bird Demon Kingdom, I will also help Feiyin achieve it..."

"Ahem!" Wei Xiangge was wearing a long red streaming skirt, sitting upright, holding a tea cup with blue background and cloud pattern in his hand. At this time, he took a sip of the tea and said unhappily: "This tea is too hard to drink, it's so bitter."

Su Zhao was silent for a moment and looked at Wei Xiangge firmly, but she met a pair of bright and unspeakable eyes and an unspoken look.

After all, he couldn't stand Su Zhao's quiet gaze. Wei Xiangge bit his lower lip with his teeth, snorted softly, and said, "What kind of tea is this? It's so bitter. I'll change a pot. You guys are talking about it here."

The girl stood up and strode out of the attic. The cool breeze blows on her face, blowing a strand of hair on the girl's temples. The bright moon shines on her cheeks as bright as jade. Between her cute and heroic eyebrows and eyes, the charming charm after her long-lasting Chengen is faintly visible.

Wei Xiangge took a deep breath, walked slowly under the golden Bodhi tree, looked up at the bright moon above his head, looking depressed, and his heart was mixed with grievance and anger.

"If you are so jealous and angry, you will probably be pissed to death in the future." At this moment, a joke came from behind.

Under the bright white moonlight, An An had a baby face, ice-skinned and jade-like bones. At this moment, a pair of sapphire eyes were full of sarcastic expressions.

Wei Xiangge frowned and glanced at An An, and his voice turned a little colder, "What does it have to do with you?"

An An Bibo's clear eyes were pounding clusters of inexplicable light, and he laughed: "Why doesn't it matter? Can't I come over and say hello to my sister? Moreover, I hate that nun, sister, why don't we join forces..."

The girl said, her white skirt was floating in the moonlight and she had already flown to Wei Xiangge.

Wei Xiangge raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "What are you joining forces?"

"That nun, let's find a chance..." the girl smiled and said with a voice transmission from her spiritual sense.

After hearing the girl say it, Wei Xiangge frowned and said in a cold voice: "Your mind is really vicious."

The sarcasm that followed was not expressed, and he was worthy of being the daughter of Hushan Lord.

An An's face stagnated for a moment, his eyes moved slightly, and he laughed, "Don't sister hate that nun?"

"When did I say that I hate her? If you want to do it, you can do it yourself. Anyway, she should not be your opponent. What should I do?" Wei Xiangge said coldly: "Also, I think you have suffered a big change and become possessed by the enemy."

As he said that, he snorted coldly and walked straight away.

Perhaps this white tiger was stimulated by some reason and went crazy again, and actually asked her to plot against Hua Feiyin... No, she wanted to tell Su Zhao about this matter well. This white tiger was too dangerous... and had to be controlled.

An An watched Wei Xiangge's back move away, his face turned faintly, his sapphire eyes flashed, and he felt a little disappointed, and he murmured in his heart: "It's obvious that everyone is angry like this, the human race is so strange..."

On this side, Su Zhao and Hua Feiyin looked at each other silently and had already breathed several times.

Finally, Su Zhao broke the silence and said with a clear voice: "If there was no concubine's voice, I would not have entered this secret realm, so I will help you."

When Hua Feiyin heard this, her face showed a dignified look, her palms folded together, and her eyes were as calm as before, and she said, "Thank you, Mr. Su, Mr. Su, Mr. Su must pray for Mr. Su at all times, wish Mr. Su..."

Su Zhao couldn't help but frowned and said, "The concubine's voice doesn't have to be like this. I don't like to hear you say this."

In fact, Wei Xiangge misunderstood him just now.

Not to mention anything else, there are four middle-aged nuns next to Hua Feiyin who are guarding him like a thief. What can he do?

It's just that I want to talk about the past alone.

Since Hua Feiyin looks like she is keeping people from thousands of miles away, he won't force it for the time being.

Hua Feiyin pursed her lips and stopped talking.

When the two met again, she intentionally did it because she was afraid that she would continue to get entangled with the young prince again. She had been reciting scriptures for more than ten years, and her practice was ruined.

Su Zhao said: "It's getting late. Feiyin will stay in Bodhi Ridge first. I'll go and ask An An later to see how Xirang."

Hua Feiyin nodded and said, "Then Mr. Su will do it."

Su Zhao nodded slightly to Hua Feiyin, stepped out of the attic, intending to find An'an and ask where Xirang was.

Not far from the attic, I met Wei Xiangge under the Bodhi tree.

"I have something to tell you." Wei Xiangge said solemnly.

Su Zhao's heart sank, her face paused slightly, and she smiled: "I just chatted casually for a while..."

I thought to myself, Xiangge wouldn't be really annoyed.

Wei Xiangge rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's not Hua Feiyin, it's about An An."

"What's wrong with her? Isn't she in the Eight Treasure Tower?" Su Zhao was really confused now.

Wei Xiangge told the conversation between the two of them just now and sent their spiritual sense to speak.

At this moment, An An didn't expect that Wei Xiangge would turn around and sell her completely after she was so provocative.

Su Zhao: "..."

"What does she mean when she said that?" Wei Xiangge said in a clear voice: "I thought about it and always felt that she was uneasy."

Su Zhao was somewhat amused and crying, "She was scheming and fanning the flames, just to make you do something that arouses my disgust, and then alienate me from you."

Wei Xiangge curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Children's trick."

How could An An instigate her relationship with Su Zhao?

Su Zhao nodded and said, "She is immature and doesn't understand you. Xiangge, she often complains to Hushan Junxu. She has been there for eighty years, and her mind is somewhat distorted. We cannot ask her with the nature of an ordinary person."

Wei Xiangge said: "Then are you going to place her? I think An An's mind is a bit abnormal. You keep her by your side and can still control her now. It's hard to say when you leave this world."

Su Zhao paused, a hint of suspicion flashed in her heart, and asked as if nothing had happened: "What do you think I should do?"

"I don't know, it depends on yourself." Wei Xiangge whispered: "But in this case, do you dare to take her out?"

When Su Zhao heard this, she felt ashamed in her heart. He thought Xiangge just now...

Su Zhao was silent for a moment and said, "Although it's crooked, it's not that I can't come back first. Please train me slowly."

Wei Xiangge did not understand the profound meaning of the word "training" and said coldly: "It's good that you know what you think. I'll go and rest first. I've been tired for a day."

As he said that, he fled to the second floor attic in the bamboo forest before. It was obvious that he had not yet disappeared because of Su Zhao's glare at her.

"Xiang Ge..."

"Don't talk to me." Wei Xiangge snorted coldly and walked away without looking back.

Su Zhao shook her head, and her spiritual consciousness extended with the help of the glass jindang, looking for An An's figure.

At this moment, the back mountain where the Babao Pagoda is located is surrounded by water on one side and in the quaint octagonal pavilion, the moonlight in the river reflects a bored and lazy figure.
Chapter completed!