In front of their eyes was an old house that was not very big but very neatly arranged, and there were two Fire Phoenix paintings on the walls on both sides of the entrance.
"This is really Wan'er type, and she always prefers to live alone in a place like this." Feng Xian'er said as she observed the house, and she then sighed softly. "It's been 500 years. Do you still remember me, Wan'er?"
"Don't worry, I'm sure Xuanyuan Wan'er will still remember you." However, Chen Li suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise as he listened to a woman humming a tune of an old song. "What a nostalgic tone! Isn't this the song you used to hum before, Xian'er? I haven't heard it in a long time."
