"With or without me, aren't they all the same?" She wasn't impressed.

Thea frowned, "If you want to take over some of the forces, you'll have to attend tomorrow."

The meaning of her words was so great that Lilith's eyes lit up, "What do you mean?"

Seeing her like that, Thea knew she had listened, "Now that there is internal turmoil, I don't believe you don't have any ideas, if you want, I can help you win the position of elder, provided that you are on our side."

The terms she offered were too tempting to be a door-to-door benefit for a power-hungry person like Lilith, but she wasn't carried away and ignored the last sentence.

Lilith's eyes sank slightly, "What do you mean? Will I be subject to you?"

Thea looked at her in disbelief, as if she was incredulous, "What are you thinking? You and I are comparable, and if you get the position of elder, you will be on an equal footing with me, and I wouldn't dare to think of it even if I lost my mind and went crazy."

Lilith also understands that she thinks badly, but it's really no wonder that she is from a poor place in Beixue City, if she hadn't seized the opportunity of Moko with her beauty, I'm afraid she would still be an unknown person now, and I don't blame her for thinking very differently.

Knowing that her thoughts were wrong, she straightened her chest, "I am also a big-chested person in your eyes, so what's so strange about me thinking so."

Seeing her so straightforward, Xiya rarely had a thought that she couldn't cry or laugh, "This time is different from the past, even if I look down on you anymore, your cultivation will not allow me to have other thoughts."

Lilith snorted, a little arrogant, "Since you said that, then I will accept it, who doesn't want a good bait in front of me, if I can still let it go, it will be a real fool."

"Don't worry, as long as you help me achieve my wish, I will naturally cooperate with you," she could see.

"That's fine, then don't miss tomorrow's team game," Thea nodded in satisfaction and left.

Lilith frowned a little annoyed when she saw that the person was gone, even after so long, some habits still can't be changed, she secretly pinched her hand, Lilith you are no longer the same person you used to be.

Where Fu Yong was, the elder had some guesses about Bei Xue's approach, "You said that they are now releasing the news of the opening of the Treasure Pavilion, is it for Yan Qiao?"

Fu Yong nodded slightly, "This is natural, this time Beixue was defeated so badly, and they were still pressed on the head by Sakura, how could they swallow this breath?"

Elder Ming smiled, "It's getting more and more interesting."

Fu Yong glanced at him, "Have you arranged your chess pieces over there?"

The old man patted his chest, "Don't worry, there will be a good show then."

Fu Yong snorted, "That Wei Ping is loyal to you."

The Elder laughed self-deprecatingly, "Where is his loyalty, I am the ladder to the Anomalous Society."

The corners of Yong's mouth hooked a smile, "Where others have broken their heads and wanted to come in, who can know......" He didn't finish his words, but there was a little mockery between his eyebrows.

Elder Ming glanced at him, "To be honest, sometimes you can live, I really can't help but guess."

Fu Yong glanced at him, "I can live, naturally relying on my own ability to put away your messy thoughts."

Elder Ming touched his nose, "Yes, it's because I have a problem with my brain."

It's rare for him to relax now, the ghost knows when Fuyong is abnormal again, and then he will be bitter again.

"By the way, did you go to see Changyou today," Ming Lao suddenly remembered something.

Fu Yong narrowed his eyes and smiled, "See."

The night was thick, and the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, as if to herald tomorrow's weather change, and the man in the wheelchair in the villa looked out the window quietly, with a deep worry in his eyes.

The butler behind him lowered his head and stood there silently, the whole villa was pitch black, and there was no shadow to be seen in the dimness.

The man's voice rang out, "You said her

Do you still think of me as a wasted person?"

The housekeeper shuddered, "Madame calls you every day, so naturally she is thinking about the master."

The man smiled silently, "But she has to face so many vivid people every day, they are all healthier and younger than me, and I can only spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair."

"Those people are so good, but they can't match your position in Madame's heart, sir."

Sensing that the master in front of him was in a happy mood, he breathed a sigh of relief, it was really fatal to stay here all the time, not that he was already dead......

"Push me back," the man's voice called back his messy thoughts.

It was obviously in the dark, he pushed the wheelchair but moved freely, without the slightest stumble.

Outside the window, the night was thick as if it was soaked in ink, and the crow's cry sounded, poignant and eerie.

Several men in black dragged corpses out and threw them into a huge hole behind them.

Soon the crow flew in with red eyes, and in a few moments only the bones were left.

It stands to reason that the crows hovered over the carrion, but the corpse was clearly freshly dead, but the crows had swallowed it all.

In the bedroom, the man watched this scene with pleasure, a small dim lamp shining on him, and the shadow behind him writhed to break free.

The butler stepped over the shadow expressionlessly and said respectfully, "Master, I'll step back first."

The man waved his hand, "Go ahead, I'll see for myself a while."

He tapped his hand on the armrest of his wheelchair and beckoned a crow, which flew into his palm with a crow, its small scarlet eyes filled with tyranny.

He moved very gently, gently stroking the crow's head, "Eat, eat more, grow faster."

The crow crowed as if in response to his words, and the man laughed, "Soon, your mistress will return, and we will never be separated."

There was a strange paranoia in his eyes, and the shadow behind him struggled more and more, and the man sighed, "Why are you disobedient," he muttered in a low voice, revealing a bit of displeasure.

The crow spread its wings and flew up, landing on his shadow and pecking frantically, the shadow seemed to be painful and twisted more and more frequently, and the man hooked the corners of his mouth in a good mood, "I use this body very well, you can stay at ease, Madame will take care of me here, no better than you waste."

As if a silent wail sounded, the man smiled more and more proudly, "She can only love me."

In the Xuan Society, in the monk's residence, the girl slowly opened her eyes, Qing Lingling's eyes were as bright as moonlight, and she had to put it into her heart at a glance.