Yue Jianqing nodded her head and flew up into the sky on her sword. As if she had thought of something, she turned her head around and said to Zhuo fanglin with a gentle expression,"you can cultivate on your own first. I'll look for you when I'm done with my business. Or, you can come to my sword whisper Manor yourself."
After Yue Jianqing finished speaking, she moved her long sword and took him away.
Looking at his disappearing back view, Zhuo fanglin finally collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. Fortunately, he had managed to escape this calamity.
"Are you alright?" Xie Feiying looked at Zhuo fanglin with sympathy.
"I'm ... I'm fine. I'm going to take a shower. " Zhuo fanglin felt as if there were millions of ants crawling all over his body. He stood up shakily and walked to the side of the Hanqing pool. With a plop, he jumped in.
