This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"After I was taken down to the dark cell, I exchanged a few moves with Bu Tiansi's men in the dark. Somehow, when I opened my eyes again, I was in front of the Seven Stars Master. With me was the unconscious General Qi."

An Ling listened to Shao Shuang'er's description, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly asked, "Did he save you?"

Shao Shuang'er shook her head and replied, "I think it shouldn't be 'save'."

"what is that?"

"It's as comfortable as a cat playing with a mouse, and as leisurely as a fisherman on a cold river. It plays with everyone in the palm of its hand to achieve its own goals." When Shao Shuang'er said this, her tone was grim, and even her body was shaking slightly. Obviously, the shock brought to her by the Seven Stars Immortal was too strong, so strong that she still trembles with fear when she thinks of the scene that day.

An Ling asked again: "What does Seven Stars Master look like? What did he say?"

Shao Shuang'er said slowly: "Seven Stars Immortal is a god-like figure. We can only know what it wants us to know. I only remember that it was a twisting piece of white, and what it said to me."

"It says, I know everything in the world, including what you want to do."

"To be honest, I felt a little guilty at the time. After all, he was the Grand Master of Xuan State and would definitely stand on the side of the emperor. I had thought of giving up, but I didn't expect that things would take a turn for the better with Seven Stars Master."

Shao Shuang'er adjusted her sitting position, looked at An Ling and continued, "Xiao Ling, I succeeded."

"What did you succeed in?"

Shao Shuang'er smiled and said, "Of course it's to usurp the throne."

An Ling stood up suddenly, looking at the woman who had just been so weak in front of her father, and was shocked for a moment. She couldn't help but ask: "You... since you succeeded, why..."

Shao Shuang'er just looked at An Ling with a smile and said nothing.

An Ling sighed, sat down again, and said, "I understand. When it comes to strategy, I'm not as good as you."

Shao Shuang'er continued, "Xiao Ling, as for what I said to it, I'm sorry, I really can't tell you this, but you can trust me completely, because I will definitely use all the power of the imperial capital to help you."

An Ling frowned and didn't answer immediately.

Shao Shuang'er stood up and walked to the window, looking a little puzzled, "Only you can do this. I've been waiting for you."

"You are here to look for the Lu family's disciples, right? I can give you now..."

"Wait a minute, Senior Sister," An Ling interrupted. She looked up at Shao Shuang'er, as if trying to read something from her eyes. "Can you tell me where all the teachers from Shanhai Academy have gone?"

When An Ling asked this, Shao Shuang'er was stunned. Seeing this, An Ling said, "Now there has been no change in the Daxuan officialdom, and I haven't heard any news about Shanhai Academy in the imperial capital. What I want to ask is, where did the other half of the teachers and students go?"

Shao Shuang'er smiled and said, "Of course it's like a hidden dragon in the abyss, conserve your strength."

"The underground waterway designed by Shanhai exploded, and they don't care?" An Ling asked, "This is different from the Shanhai Academy I know."

"Xiao Ling, you are too idealistic," Shao Shuang'er sighed, "Things in this world cannot be solved with sincerity. I can only tell you that they are all fine."

An Ling said: "Senior Sister, what did you say to Seven Stars Master? Do you know that you have changed completely?"

Shao Shuang'er was startled and blinked helplessly a few times. After a moment, she put away her confusion and smiled at An Ling: "Isn't it always like this? Okay, Xiaoling, stay in my palace tonight. Tomorrow morning, I will take you to find someone."

Countless thoughts flashed through An Ling's mind, but she still pretended to be convinced, frowned and nodded, saying: "This is the only way for now."

"Oh, by the way, who are you going to give it to me?" An Ling asked again.

"You'll know tomorrow." Shao Shuang'er smiled gently.

……

On the other hand, the Great Xuan Palace is shrouded in fog, while the White Tower over there is full of murderous intent.

The Qingzhou evil ghost and Shan Gu Zhenren came to the vicinity of the white tower on the clouds. Looking at the monks in the sky who were constantly flying in and out of the open "windows", they were not afraid at all. Instead, they followed Qiu Jiu into the white tower with a swagger.

What a joke! Even Qiu Jiu’s mirror can’t reflect their true appearance, so what can these little monks see?

Feng Yuan followed them blankly without even blinking.

The Qingzhou evil ghost focused all his attention on controlling Feng Changsong and had no time to care about Feng Yuan. After giving him a "follow" command, he ignored him.

Several people flew into the white tower, jumped onto the open space specially designed for clouds to rest, and dispersed the clouds that had carried them all the way.

"Goodbye." Qiu Jiu clasped his fists towards Feng Changsong, turned around and left.

Feng Changsong called Qiu Jiu, took a few quick steps, and asked, "May I bother you with one more question, Mr. Qiu?"

Qiu Jiu said coldly: "We belong to different departments, there is nothing to talk about."

"That's what I was going to ask you."

"explain."

Feng Changsong asked, "Are there two people with the surname Qi in the dark cell?"

When talking about the surname "Qi", Qiu Jiu's whole body was filled with murderous intent, and he questioned: "You have no right to know the information of the prisoners in the prison!" After that, he left without looking back.

The Qingzhou evil ghost nodded thoughtfully and thought, "Oh, that's it."

As the saying goes, "Fortune comes with risk." Although entering the White Tower is very dangerous, the benefits are also huge. As long as you find "that thing"...

They followed "Feng Changsong" and walked up the stairs of the White Tower in the light of his candle.

The staircase of the White Tower is circular and built around the tower. The upper and lower stairs are on the east and west sides respectively. To go up one floor, one needs to go around the tower once, which is very inconvenient to walk on foot. Therefore, people in the White Tower generally choose to ride on the clouds to the floor where their department is located and then jump directly in, instead of walking up like ordinary people.

The Qingzhou evil ghosts are different. They are here to look for something, so of course they want to explore the White Tower as much as possible.

This road is generally reserved for mortals, such as the emperor. If they want to see the Seven-Star Immortal at the top of the tower, they must follow the candle holder and walk through this long staircase to let the Immortal see their sincerity. Only then can they meet the immortal master.

The Qingzhou evil ghost and Shan Gu Zhenren followed behind Feng Changsong, their four eyes furtively looking around and silently memorizing the internal structure of the white tower.

In fact, each floor is similar, except for the edge corridor where they were walking. The office area of ​​the White Tower in the middle is blocked by tall doors and walls, making it difficult to see clearly. Moreover, since they belong to different departments, they cannot go to other departments.

The two sighed. Since they couldn't see anything else, they quickened their pace. After reaching the floor where several people were, Feng Changsong was manipulated by the Qingzhou Evil Ghost to go in and report on his work. The others sat on the cushions and politely declined the doctor's request to examine their bodies. The Qingzhou Evil Ghost frowned and used Feng Changsong's leather case to deal with his tricky boss. Shan Gu Zhenren dragged three cushions over, put them together, and lay down directly.

Seeing them doing their own things, Feng Yuan, who was sitting next to them, moved his body slightly, thinking that being a third party undercover among spies was really dangerous. He almost got killed by them. But the good news in misfortune was that he would not die here because of his serious injuries.

In addition to thanking An Ling, Feng Yuan had only one thought in his mind: he must hide near these two evil cultivators as much as possible and wait until the right time to snatch "that thing" away!

It turned out that Feng Yuan and other disciples of the immortal sect were also here to look for it!