It was the woman he accompanied every day who colluded with humans outside, forced his eldest son to death, harmed his youngest son, and caused the spiritual turmoil and the life was ruined. He also killed his good friend to blame Su Qinwu.

Just to get his place.

And he actually trusted her wholeheartedly.

The Spirit Emperor seemed to have been slapped hard on the face, which made him almost unable to stand steadily. His hand was pressed tightly on the boulder next to him until the boulder was overwhelmed and fell apart.

After a while, he recovered and ordered the thorny secret guards waiting behind him to quell the rebellion.

The thorny guard left in response.

Su Qinwu held the little white fox and stood beside him, her eyes unraveled: "How do you feel?"

The Spirit Emperor accidentally saw her expression and asked hoarsely: "Did you know it long ago?"

Su Qinwu's voice was light: "No."

She turned her head and looked at him, her eyes as cool as the moonlight: "I just guess that those who can do such a thing must be by your side. People who are too far away from you will not be jealous of you, nor will they know your strategic countermeasures, and it is even more impossible to easily contact the two princes. It is just a blind eye to you."

The Spirit Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "You are right, but I was blinded. It was me who killed my son, and it was me who almost destroyed the Spirit Clan."

After all, he was the Spirit Emperor. He lost his composure for a while. Soon he adjusted his condition and nodded to her, "Thank you for helping me pull her out. Next, I need to resolve the civil strife. You can sit here for a while first, and I will have someone to pick you up later."

Su Qinwu smiled: "Please give me some advice."

The Spirit Emperor took his Bamao guard down the mountain.

The strong wind suddenly rose, dark clouds condensed layer by layer, and a thunder thunder fell down, and in a blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down.

Su Qinwu stood there for a while, looking at the wrong sky, she wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, but the only ones nearby were the palaces that were fighting bloodily, were the caves on the mountain.

She ran and looked at the dark mountains, a little worried.

Where can she find a cave temporarily?

The little white fox seemed to understand her thoughts and shook his tail in her arms.

With his movements, spiritual power surged, turning into a barrier to block the heavy rain.

Su Qinwu held him and stood in the rainstorm, neither her hair, shoes nor his fur were stained with water.

OK, no need to run away.

Su Qinwu looked at him in surprise: "Are you really a congenital deficiency?"

Dongfang Hongyin: “…”

If he had known it, he wouldn't have told her the "fox design" of Dongfang Huansi.

Su Qinwu pulled his head: "Thank you, Fox."

Dongfang Hongyin: “…”

Please don’t call me Fox again, thank you!

The heavy rain blocked his vision, and the light of the spiritual power of the struggle blurred. Su Qinwu concentrated his spiritual power in his eyes for a while, and was about to talk to him down to see him when he saw him looking at the direction of the palace with thoughts.

Su Qinwu joked casually: "Who will win by Linghuang or Hongmudan?"

Dongfang Hongyin shook his tail casually, thinking to himself, he wouldn't care who won or lose.

He was just worried that he accidentally exposed the fact that he was not a spirit beast.

Just then, Su Qinwu's teasing voice came from his ears: "This confused little eyes are so cute."

Dongfang Hongyin: “…”

Su Qinwu flicked his forehead with his finger: "Don't worry, the Spirit Emperor will not lose."
Chapter completed!