As the price for letting Si Lingxi take the blame, that night, Lu Zheng belonged to Si Lingxi.


    During the intermission, Si Lingxi''s eyes flashed suddenly, she pulled the brocade quilt, and gently stretched out her jade hand, a phoenix divine fire ignited in her palm, and the image of a red heron flashed in the sparks.


    "I have met the palace master!" The red heron made of flames bowed and saluted.


    Si Lingxi nodded, "What''s the matter?"


    "We found the whereabouts of the devil in southern Xinjiang."


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