The mountain has sixteen peaks, stretching for eight hundred miles.
At this moment, on the highest first peak, a three-story building was suspended in the sky.
There is a beautiful woman in a light blue dress standing in front of the desk on the first floor, drawing with pen, concentrating on it.
Different from Jiang Changnian's innate pride, he was indifferent and indifferent when he saw anyone.
Not to mention the enchantment and charm that Qiao Wantang exudes in her bones, and her every frown and smile seduces people's hearts.
The woman in front of me is gentle and dignified beauty.
Mild temperament, restrained edge.
You can't see the slightest bit of the majesty of the Supreme Being in her body, and you can't even imagine that she will be a terrifying existence of the 17th level True Immortal.
Except for the purple ribbon tied with green silk, there are no cumbersome decorations on the whole body.
Simple and elegant.
She stood there, like a rising full moon, casting bright moonlight over the eight hundred fairy worlds.
"Little Moon."
Gu Chang walked into the attic with a smile on his face, walked behind the woman who was concentrating on painting, stretched his neck and looked at it: "What are you painting?"
"Hey, this is China's small world."
"This sloppy sword-playing man..."
His eyes narrowed, a smile froze on his face and he said, "It's Xinglan."
Empress Yuehua stopped writing and said with bright eyes: "It's him."
Gu Changxiao couldn't believe it, and raised his voice: "How is that possible?"
"You, have you been to China?"
"Have you seen Xinglan?"
"The mountain you drew..."
He stepped forward to observe carefully, breathing heavily and said: "Kunlun Nine Peaks, Taixuan Sword."
"Girl, you..."
With a complicated expression, Gu Chang smiled as if he had thought of something, and whispered to himself: "Xia Baiyou is you, you are Xia Baiyou."
Empress Yuehua polished it with bare hands and made no response.
Gu Chang laughed loudly and said: "No wonder, no wonder the portrait of Xia Baiyou brought by Xinglan looks exactly like you."
"No wonder you don't dare to see him, no wonder you haven't been able to come out of seclusion all these years."
"Seventeenth Grade True Immortal, oh, you are passing through love."
"Aiming to break through the 18th level of true immortal and catch up with Jiang Changnian."
Empress Yue Hua's slowly grinding left hand paused slightly, and there was something unnatural in her lowered eyes.
Gu Changxiao angrily found a chair and sat down, and asked sternly: "Is that so?"
The woman was silent. After a long time, she sighed: "Yes."
Gu Changxiao raised his hands and trembled with anger.
He smashed the small tea table next to him with a slap, and said with an almost ferocious expression on his old face: "Little Moon, Little Moon, what do you want me to say to you and treat you?"
"Xinglan is my disciple, my only direct disciple in my life."
"You want to use him to overcome the calamity? Hahaha, good, good, very good."
Empress Yue Hua put down the brush in her hand and said calmly: "Before I took him out of the tribulation, he was just an ant in the small world."
"Su Jian from Taoshan Village, Su Xinglan, the third elder of Kunlun."
"Everything is scored on a first-come, first-served basis. You have to be reasonable, right?"
Gu Changxiao sneered: "Is there any truth in the immortal world?"
He clenched his fists, and the wind roared like a dragon: "If you really want to reason with me, this is the truth."
"If you are not the little moon I know, if you are someone else."
"What if your father..."
With a murderous intention, Gu Changxiao gritted his teeth and said: "Today, you have no other choice but to die to apologize."
"I will destroy your soul with my own hands and make you unable to reincarnate."