Night fell.
Xiyue Peak.
Qiu Zhihe's room.
"Husband, your heart is not pure, how can you cultivate?"
Qin Gengyun sat cross-legged on the bed, while Qiu Zhihe sat beside him, speaking coldly.
Qin Gengyun opened his eyes, sighed, and said, "Wife, do you think Senior Sister Suxin will really question her master?"
Qiu Zhihe sneered, "Even if Tantai Mingyue is indeed involved with Spirit Corpse Mountain like Chen Qingmo, Suxin is her disciple and definitely won't be able to do anything. In the end, we will have to rely on ourselves."
Qin Gengyun nodded, "What you say is true, wife. What should we do next?"
Qiu Zhihe laughed coldly, "If I'm not wrong, Zhenyang Sect will soon be in chaos, and we will naturally have opportunities then."
Qin Gengyun pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up and grabbed Qiu Zhihe's hand, pinning her onto the bed.
"Uh."
The Phoenix Bird Beast lay to the side, lazily glancing over, clearly accustomed to the scene.
