บท 109: After The Death Of Wu Daozi

In the month of Silver Rabbit, Yuan Dynasty had entered the early autumn season. Because Tianyuan City was a hilly landform, the weather was pleasant and picturesque at this time, which was the most beautiful time of the year.

And just a month ago, the number of great cultivation sects in the Yuan Dynasty announced that this year's newcomer competition will be held in Tianyuan City, and there were still three months before it will be held.

In a detached house in the east of the city, a young girl was scrubbing clothes in the courtyard. A gust of autumn wind blows, and the girl couldn't help but shiver, looking up at the sky. The hair on her forehead was being blown by the wind. If it could be frozen, this scene was indeed a soft and beautiful scroll.

It was just that there was a trace of sadness in the girl's eyes, or perhaps nostalgia.