The Golden Phoenix was indeed a flying treasure, and it streaked across the sky like a shooting star.
The strong wind that blew against her face caused her robes to rustle, revealing her exquisite figure under her black dress. Any man who saw this would probably secretly spit at her.
Li Tian sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Due to the wind's direction, he could smell a strange fragrance.
It was a strange fragrance that only virgins would have, and it made people feel relaxed and comfortable.
However, Li Tian's mental strength was not something ordinary people could possess. Even in such a situation where his blood was surging, he could still sit cross-legged and rely on swallowing spiritual herbs and circulating the "martial virtue Heart Sutra" to replenish his blood and temper his body.
However, it was the fat cat that was unable to sit still, not because of Yue kongling, but because of its stomach that was constantly growling.
