Beijing.
Bixi, still wearing a black jade mask, reported the messages from the Immortal Palace to the man lying on the couch one by one.
There was a woman next to Bixi, wearing a long red dress, red lips like blood, and a strange appearance. After hearing this, she twitched the corners of her eyes with sarcasm, "An outsider stayed in Tingxian Palace for two days and couldn't catch anyone. Zhong Has Qing Shu's mind been completely confused by his senior brother?"
"Hong Ai, be careful what you say." Bi Xi casually reminded them that their guardians were on the same level as the master of Tingxian Palace, so it was not easy to comment on each other.
Hong Ai said "tsk" disdainfully. She had always looked down upon this fellow disciple who had betrayed his master's sect halfway and joined Sutianmen to sit in a high position.
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