Gu Nishang's eyes suddenly became hollow.
How about today?
Since coming to the Yunshan Sect, to Bichao Mountain, life has been completely different from that in the Danxia Sect. Memories of more than three years surged like tides, especially those deeply buried fragments that made her feel bewildered in an instant.
Too many, too chaotic, stop thinking!
A voice shouted in her heart as if she were revived from drowning, gasping for air, she turned her head sharply.
"I... I don't know..."
Lu Qian sighed softly, adopting a relaxed tone: "It's okay, if you don't know, it's fine. I'm not asking your Master Chi Yu for help, you still have seven years, take your time to think."
Upon hearing these words, Gu Nishang felt relieved instantly.
At this moment, in the distant mountains of Bichao Mountain, there were also two inner sect disciples, monitoring the situation of Bichao Mountain from afar.
