"Great chaos?" Xiao Lige snorted coldly from the tip of his nose: "What kind of chaos can I cause? Just listen to those shitty holy books! Who knows who wrote that kind of thing? If you have time, take it and I will take it."

The dark night was covered in dark lines: "There is only one Holy Book in the entire Light World Continent. It was left by the ancestor of the corpse tribe. It is said that he has the ability to predict the future."

"So amazing?" Xiao Lige's eyes lit up: "Aren't you a thief? Brother An Ye, just go and get it, don't you get it?"

As she said that, she raised her shoulder and hit Mo Zifei.

Mo Zifei took a step back, with an extremely arrogant expression: "Do you still need your reminder?"

"It means, where is that book in you?" She swallowed hard: "Brother Dark Night, just put that book..."

"You are so beautiful! The Holy Lord didn't send it to open it. I tried all kinds of ways, but I just couldn't open it, let alone you! The most important thing I'm here is..."

Isn’t these the most important thing after talking for a long time?

Xiao Lige glanced at An Ye with a resentful look: "What the hell is it?"

Anye clenched his fists, and the blue veins in his hand swelled up. He glanced left and right, as if he was looking for something. Finally, he looked on the pillow that had been tortured in bed.

I walked over a few steps and picked up the pillow and beat it up hard.

If a pillow has life...well, a pillow has no life.

"You...what are you doing?" Xiao Lige looked at An Ye speechlessly.

An Ye raised his eyes and threw the pillow back to the bed [Ah, I'm sorry to you, Pillow Lord], then he replied angrily: "That dog bastard in Nangong actually gave me a fake thunder scale knife!"

God knows that when he gave the immortal who asked the Thunder Scale Sword, he was almost scolded. Not only was he said he had no professional standards, he also took back the deposit he had paid before.

He was so angry at that time that he couldn't kill Xiang Nangong himself and then peeled off the scales... Oh no, he is not a fish.

Heng must not peel him off the skin, and then cut it into pieces as if it were fish fragrance!

Seeing An Ye's chest becoming undulating because of anger, it was like a fish that was thrown ashore and slammed for a few times and was exhausted, and was breathing. [God knows if the fish was gasping!]

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she thought to herself, who asked you to pretend to be me and get the Thunder Scale Knife? It would be fine if you pretend to be me, but you were discovered so stupidly. It would be fine if you were discovered, and you even brought a fake product back.

Of course, she didn't dare to say these words. After spending so many days together, An Ye had already gained a status similar to that of the Land Lord in her mind.

"What do you mean..." She swallowed: "You don't want me to go to Aoxue Villa again, are you? Aoxue Villa...but there is no second birthday to how old it is."

Even if there is, she will never go!

There was a corpse that looked exactly like her and was called herself in her previous life. She had a shadow in her heart and would never go again even if she was beaten to death.

"Hehe..." An Ye said a few times: "The reason I told you about Yiqing's previous incident is because... If you don't go and help me get the Thunder Scale Knife, I will tell Yiqing everything!"

"You... a villain!" She didn't dare to scream too loudly. She shouted loudly again. All the zombies in the entire light world must know that she could speak in her sleep!

An Ye snapped his fingers not far from Xiao Lige's nose, smiling: "Hey~ I'm just a fucking villain!"

No matter what, he had to get the Thunder Scale Knife, and he knew what the reason was that he gave him a fake Thunder Scale Knife to Nangong.

That's because Xiang Nangong wanted to see Xiao Lige alone again. He knew such an obvious idea very clearly!

But he must get the Thunder Scale Sword, otherwise everyone in the entire fairy world should know that he is a thief with no professional standards and only one thief!

How can his business go to the fairy world?

"I'll give you three days to think about it. I'll come to you in three days. Then I'll arrange for you to meet the owner of Xiang Da Manor." He turned around and walked a few steps, then turned around and said, "But don't worry, I'll hide in the dark. What if he dares to do anything to you..."

Xiao Lige was still waiting for him to answer what would happen to him.

As a result, the boy said to her: "I will definitely shout for help for you."

***,***,***,cao!

"Dark Night!" Xiao Lige was so angry that he said the name of Dark Night with gritted teeth.

"I'm here!" An Ye smiled and looked super flat.

She lowered her head and nodded a few times: "You are ruthless! But you have to make sure that Mo Zifei knows what I do."

"Of course." He raised his eyebrows: "I have already been caught by the beggar who does things, so don't worry! I will let them leave no traces... you understand!"

"You can get out!" Xiao Lige glared at him angrily.

An Ye waved his hand: "See you in three days, Xiao Ge'er!"

Please don’t add the word “small” in front of her name, so people who don’t know think they are calling “Brother”!

After the night left, she was bored and she was busy in the room for a few times and didn't make anything. The empty space in the room was full of precious vases or other things, and she was tired of seeing them.

There is a vase that is not empty, but a few circled paintings are placed.

In the curious way, she walked over and took out the paintings, and opened them on the table.

The same woman is painted in the painting without exception. The woman has various expressions and movements, but she doesn't know who it is. But the two words "Yili" are written at the bottom of the painting she opened at the end.

Memories...

She was silently chanting these two words in her heart. Who is it? Why has she never heard of this name?

Or, this is not a name, but a symbol of something.

She quickly put the painting back on and put it back on as it was.

After all this, she began to think about the woman she was painting. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the woman looked like her, but that woman was definitely not her Xiao Lige.

Because there was a small mole on the tip of the woman's nose.

No wonder Mo Zifei treats her... so unusual. Did he accidentally become someone's substitute?

But if a person like Mo Zifei falls in love with someone, he is not good at it, so why should he find a substitute to keep it next to him?

All of this could not be connected, she couldn't think of a reason.

It happened that the door was opened at this time, and the person who came in was Yuhuan, holding her "po" in his hand.

"Madam, I've taken the sword." Yuhuan walked over a few steps and respectfully handed her "po" to her.

Xiao Lige took it and something in his eyes changed color.

"When will Fei Shao come back?" she asked after calming her emotions.

"I don't know." Yuhuan shook her head: "It's very messy outside, and I may not come back tonight. Are you having trouble finding Fei Shao?"

Xiao Lige nodded: "Yes, I have to let him release Yingluo quickly. Without her, I can't sleep at night."

"Then... I'll go find Fei Shao for you?"

"No need!" Xiao Lige quickly refused: "I want to find him in person!"
Chapter completed!