The young girl smiled sweetly, and a strange fragrance entered the noses of the few men, which was very pleasant. The three scholars even more so felt the girl before them was cheerful and amiable, making her approachable.
Therefore, the group of travelers immediately chose to follow the young girl.
Along the mountain path and stone steps, every so often there were stone tables and chairs built for people to rest.
On one side of the high mountain road, sat a tall youth in a brocade robe, sitting upright.
The youth had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, with nothing on him, unarmed, his strong pectoral muscles pushing up the front of his clothes as his gaze was profound.
If this person was not Yi Chen, who else could it be?
He was running towards Hidden Dragon Temple, and today as he passed by Mount Sleepy Moon, Miao Zi's nose twitched, saying there was a big find nearby, it smelled the fragrance of a spiritual medicine~
