Chương 4327: Sword point nine provinces!

Ling Chuxi played with the hair by her ear, at a loss.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared beside Ling Chuxi. He stood with his back facing Ling Chuxi and looked down at the mountains and rivers.

Ling Chuxi was very familiar with this figure. It was the man in the painting.

"Senior!" Even though she had stared at this vest countless times and carefully pondered over it, the feeling at this moment was so real, and even a little inexplicable familiarity. Her heart throbbed slightly, and Ling Chuxi could not help but blurt out.

The man didn't turn around, nor did he speak. He was still looking forward.

The wind blew past the corners of his clothes, making fluttering sounds.

Ling Chuxi walked forward, but the cliff under her feet and the beautiful mountains and rivers in front of her moved forward at the same time. Ling Chuxi quickened her pace, and everything around her also accelerated and moved forward.