章節 439: Third of March, a King Will Be Born

The quiet and profound movement followed the starry glow on the lake, flowing into Zhao Xiao Yu's ear.

She stepped onto the lake without causing any ripples and walked quietly to the source of the starry flow and saw Shen Lian. He held a place in her eyes, and in her heart, but this is not a limitation in her quest in Daoism, instead, she felt curious and interested because of this feeling which she has never experienced before.

Shen Lian was the one who broke the silence, the constant loss of life did not made him appear fragile and aged. Instead, he seemed to be more mellow, just like he was thirty years ago, a fetching appearance like a youthful mountain. He said slowly: 'Xiao Yu, you are very amazing.'

Zhao Xiao Yu wanted to raise her head high and reply: 'I am always this amazing'. But it turned into a laugh before she conveyed what she meant.

She did not know what humored her so. She just wanted to laugh.