On Little Qiong Peak, the flaming swords shuttled and the talisman array formations rotated. Two figures were fighting in mid-air.
Youqin Xuanya, who had changed into an icy-blue dress today, was still as beautiful as she was in the past.
In front of the straw hut, Little Aunt-Master and Little Junior Sister, who were sitting on both sides of the short table, were raising their heads and looking out while continuously munching on some snacks and sipping tea.
When Youqin Xuanya flew over their heads, Little Aunt-Master would yelp…
"Little Ya! You're wearing…"
Ling'e hurriedly interrupted, "Aunt-Master!"
Jiu Jiu continued, "Hey, hehe. Little Ya is still as pretty as she was yesterday."
In the air, Li Changshou activated the array formation with a smile. With his agile movement technique, he seemed to be engaged in a battle with Youqin Xuanya. However, in reality… he was being chased and beaten up.
