บท 434: Shen Qingxia is People’s Only Hope

At Qingxuan's Taiyi Peak, there was a pavilion built somewhere near a cliff carved with Huangting. There was smoke of tea floating in the pavilion just like the constantly changing cloud-dragon. The fragrance of tea can be smelled lingering in the pavilion. Regardless of who was in it, they would feel clear and refreshing.

"So Qingxiao founding master let Yanxu go because of Lian?" Shen Lian took the entire cup of tea while looking at Ziling founding master who was wearing light purple robes.

Ziling also took a sip of the fragrant tea. A cooling feel surged into the bottom of her heart. There was aftertaste lingering in her mouth continuously just like the nebula somewhere far in the universe.