Ji Li looked at the bright moon in Lu Xun's palm and listened to his words until her ears turned bright red.
If this were an anime, her face might even be steaming.
Meanwhile, the joy in her heart was about to overflow.
A simple sentence and a simple action from Lu Xun were enough to fill her heart.
She tentatively stretched out her small hand and lightly poked it, then swiftly pulled back as if shocked by electricity, before poking it lightly again.
This cyan-blue crescent moon transformed from the Sword Mark was an illusion, so when Ji Li's finger touched it, it twisted slightly.
Her smile was radiant, her eyes full of light.
For unknown reasons, Lu Xun found that Little Li'zi at this moment was brighter than the bright moon in his palm!
Watching from the side, Ping Shanhai and Qian Zhengyi sighed in unison, "It's good to be young."
These two old bachelors reminisced about their time as young cultivators.
Back then, they were naïve and only had swords in their hearts.
