At the same time, An Xiyue walked along the high ground. She walked farther and farther based on her intuition. She felt that there was a hazy fog in front of her.
An Xiyue thought to herself: "Where did the fog suddenly come from?"
An Xiyue casually pushed aside the fog and was surprised, "Why can this fog be moved at will like a curtain?"
Then he realized that it was funny, shook his head, and sighed: "This is in the formation arranged by the elders of Piaomiao Villa, so there should be nothing strange about it. Since they can set up formations to drive away enemies, this little trick should not be difficult for them." Besides, such a thing as rebirth could happen to her, so An Xiyue didn't think it was strange and didn't think much about it.
Thinking about it, An Xiyue was no longer afraid and could do whatever she wanted to do calmly.
Suddenly, An Xiyue felt that the road ahead was clear and smooth, and she unexpectedly encountered a good Ganoderma lucidum. Regardless of whether it was real or fake, An Xiyue had all of them in her pocket. She picked many precious medicinal materials along the way, but she did not encounter Dragon Silk Grass alone. .
An Xiyue thought to herself: "Isn't it said that Nanshan dragon silk grass can be found everywhere? Why hasn't she encountered any of it?"
An Xiyue couldn't help but speed up her steps. It was getting dark. If she still couldn't find Nangong Yuanyi, she might be in danger alone in the forest.
An Xiyue reached the top of the mountain without knowing it. The surrounding area was very empty and the air was fresher. However, the strange thing was that a pavilion had been renovated here. There was a teacup and a teapot on the table, and the teacup and teapot were still steaming.
An Xiyue smelled the fragrance of the tea and was sure it was the best Biluochun. She was very thirsty at this time and looked around to make sure there was no one there.
An Xiyue sat down on the stone stool, poured a cup of tea alone, blinked her eyelashes, and took a sip with satisfaction. She felt much better immediately. This tea can also relieve fatigue, but I don't know who brewed it. , be sure to thank and apologize properly when meeting people later.
Suddenly, An Xiyue was drinking tea and saw a figure appear in front of him. If it wasn't Nangong Yuanyi, who could it be? Why was he still practicing swordplay on the top of the mountain and didn't notice she disappeared? Why was he not in a hurry? Could it be that he had calculated that he would reach the top of the mountain unknowingly.
But why did he change his clothes? He was obviously wearing a black outfit.
At this time, I saw him wearing a moon-white brocade suit with a golden crown in his hair. He was handsome and charming. His dancing posture with a sword made him even more elegant. His brows were colder than usual, and he looked ruthless. The fierce evil spirit.
An Xiyue was a little obsessed with it. It was purely the appearance of an immortal, as beautiful as if she had stepped out of a painting.
Suddenly, the figure in white clothes suddenly stopped and slowly walked towards her.
Suddenly, An Xiyue's face showed a cheerful smile. She waved her hands and shouted twice happily: "Nangong Yuanyi, Nangong Yuanyi, I am here, here, do you see me?"
An Xiyue watched helplessly as Nangong Yuanyi approached her, ignoring her existence, and even picked up the cup of tea she had just drank and drank it all in one gulp.
So, Nangong Yuanyi left without looking back, since he went to practice swordsmanship again.
When An Xiyue saw that Nangong Yuanyi was ignoring her and still practicing his sword alone, he immediately ran over, but no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't get in front of him.
An Xiyue said angrily: "Nangong Yuanyi, why are you ignoring me? I am An Xiyue, what's the matter with you?"
Suddenly, Nangong Yuanyi's entire body passed through him, and An Xiyue was instantly petrified.
