Ziye felt distressed for no reason, walked over, and gently wiped the old woman's tears.

"Why am I crying, hey, it really makes you laugh." The old woman was not used to Ziye getting so close, so she stepped back a little, avoiding Ziye's contact.

"Old woman, don't say that, if you can, I really want to take you out to live together, so that you can feel that the outside world is also beautiful." Zi Ye was a little overwhelmed by the old woman's avoidance.

"No need." The old woman replied coldly, as if it was not she who had just felt weeping.

Zi Ye sensed her strength and had to nod.

"Old woman, then I'll leave, you have to take care." Ziye said solemnly to the old woman, and motioned for Maha and herself to leave.

"Let's go." The old woman lowered her head and took another fruit to eat, not planning to look at Ziye again.

"Old woman, the one you are holding in your hand is too green in color, and it may be very sour." Ziye couldn't help but speak again, picked a red one from the fruit with her hand and handed it to the old woman, "You eat this first, and the green one will be ripe in a few days, and then you can eat it." ”

"Kid, I'll show you what's in that box." Just as Purple Night and the others were about to leave, the old woman finally figured it out, and she decided to open the box for Purple Night to see.

"Old woman, you really don't need to do this, we are just passers-by, and we may not come here again in the future." Ziye saw the helplessness of the old woman, and it was indeed difficult to live alone at her current age.

"It's okay, I don't know when I'll go to his mother's rendezvous, these things will rot on their own if they stay here." As she spoke, the old woman was about to open a box.

"Old woman, this box is so important to you, and the contents must be very precious." Zi Ye saw that the old woman had taken the initiative to open the box, and she squatted down and asked the old woman.

"These are my mother's clothes when she was alive, and I have always kept them as if she were still with me." As she spoke, the old woman took out a white feather coat inside, held it in her hand, and stroked it gently.

"Crystal Feathers? How did this come here? Standing behind him, Maha recognized at a glance that this object was not an ordinary object, but that it had a name.

"Maha, what did you say?" Ziye heard Maha's words, and looked back at Maha in surprise and asked.

"How do you know his name?" The old woman also heard the name that Maha said, and her mother told her the name of the dress, but how could a chimpanzee know? He looked at Maha with curiosity.

"Master, this dress is Princess Ziwei's thing back then, there is only this one in the world, it is made of white peacock feathers, this is what I will not mistake." When Maha saw this dress, his whole person's aura changed.

Hearing Maha's words, Ziye also looked at him in disbelief.

"Old woman, is this dress of yours really called the Crystal Feather Coat? It's really as crystal clear as her name is, and this is really the most beautiful feather coat I've ever seen. Purple Night sincerely praised the exquisiteness of the feather coat. If that's the name, then Maha must be right, he, like himself, saw this dress for the first time.