"Senior Yue, do you know them?" Ling Chuxi looked at Yue Jianqing in surprise.
"Hehe, I know him. How can I not know him?" Yue Jianqing's expression became even more bitter, and her eyes also became listless, as if she was recalling something from the past.
"Senior, I don't know what happened. What kind of changes did that old lady called wanxi go through?" Ling Chuxi was not a gossiper, but seeing Yue Jianqing like this, she could not help but feel curious.
"It's just a matter of the past. Let's not talk about it. Do you still remember which direction they went?" Yue Jianqing returned to reality from her thoughts and asked.
"It's probably in that direction," Ling Chuxi recalled for a moment and pointed in a direction.
"Thank you. We'll part ways here. We'll meet again if fate permits. Also, do not mention anything about the six Dao to anyone." After Yue Jianqing finished speaking, she rode her sword and rose up, chasing in the direction Ling Chuxi had pointed out.
