Xun Guihai
Editor: Transn
Looking at Duanmu Yingling's beautiful back, Zhang Ruochen was confused yet he followed behind her without making any noise.
Everywhere that Duanmu Xingling went she left a faint fragrance in the air.
Under the lead of Duanmu Xingling, they passed through a number of temples and arrived at the bottom of the cliff in Western Campus. Under the cliff, there was a waterside pavilion where a three-level attic was under construction. The environment was classic.
Looking at the three-level attic far away, Zhang Ruochen discovered a beautiful and familiar human shadow. He was shocked and asked, "Senior sister apprentice Huang! Why is she there?"
Zhang Ruochen turned around and looked at Duanmu Xingling.
"Let's wait and see!" Duanmu Xingling smiled charmingly.
Huang Yanchen was carrying her sword, standing at the top level of the attic. Her long sapphire hair rose in the wind and displayed an exceptional sense of freshness.