"Peach blossom hairpin?"
The Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch was taken aback and said, "Fairy, please wait. This seat has an old acquaintance with the Snow Robe Princess; we can speak amicably."
"Hmm?"
Shen Ying blinked her eyes and couldn't help but smile. Did the Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch think that this peach blossom hairpin was given to her by the Snow Robe Princess?
"You have an old acquaintance with the Snow Robe Princess?" Shen Ying smiled leisurely, speaking with hidden meanings.
"Exactly!" The Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch nodded.
"Since that's the case..." Shen Ying gently gestured with her fingers, "Then why don't you go down and accompany her?"
Shen Ying squinted her eyes, with a cold smile, the peach blossom hairpin continued its trajectory. A faint spiritual fluctuation locked onto the Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch, the tip of the hairpin aimed straight at the Illusionary Yin Divine Monarch's forehead.
"Hmm!?"
