Two days later.
A flying magical treasure, the Cloud Handkerchief, carrying a man and a woman, flew out of the Flowing Light Market towards the Shadow Forest of the Wilderness.
Qin Yuehan, dressed in white like snow, pure and pristine, controlled the Cloud Handkerchief from the front.
Though spring was near, it was still chilly.
The strong wind blew, and her immortal skirt fluttered, revealing Qin Yuehan's graceful figure completely in Shen Xuan's eyes.
The mind was as calm as still water.
For some reason, Shen Xuan couldn't have any improper thoughts about Qin Yuehan.
His mind was particularly serene and peaceful.
It felt as though he and Qin Yuehan were the only ones left in the world.
Quietly watching, the great sound is rarely heard.
Suddenly.
Qin Yuehan asked, "Senior brother, do you have a good relationship with the Immortal Bai Lian of the Beast Taming Zhou Family?"
Shen Xuan was taken aback.
