Graceful, Bai Qing

“Han guniang, except for cultivators who got the inheritance, everyone else has already come out. Are you still going to stay here?”Yan Ling Xuan looked at Han Xi Ling’s expression and asked tentatively.

Han Xi Ling’s face a little gloomy. In the end, the result was one that she had been least willing to see.

Seeing Han Xi Ling did not speak, Yan Ling Xuan followed, “If Han guniang is also ready to leave, isn’t it better… if we go together?”

Hearing this, Han Xi Ling looked at Yan Ling Xuan indifferently, and in the same tone said, “You go first, I want to wait for Di dage to come back.”

Yan Ling Xuan’s expression was a bit stiff, he hadn’t thought that even at this moment, Han Xi Ling would still stubbornly choose to wait for Di Bei Chen to come out.

“Since Han guniang wants to continue to wait here, then I will go back first.”

Yan Ling Xuan’s eyes flashed with complex emotion. It would have been an excellent thing if he could be with Han Xi Ling at this time. But he needed to go back and report everything to his family.

If he had performed extremely well in this Monument, he could still do things his own way.

However, he did not have the least bit of gain on this expedition. He had turned into a joke in front of everyone’s eyes. If he didn’t go back, he was afraid that the family elders would be furious.

Han Xi Ling nodded, “En.”

Yan Ling Xuan gazed at Han Xi Ling deeply, and there was a bit of reluctance in his eyes, He turned his head and left the miasma forest together with Yan families team.

…

Baili Hong Zhuang found that she was in a peach forest, just like Jing Li garden; peach blossoms filled the whole sky, fragrance everywhere.

A cool breeze brushed past, and petals floated down, the insipid pink turning the world into a dreamland.

Almost at the very first moment, she saw the scene in front of her, Baili Hong Zhuang realized that she was once again in an illusion.

It seemed that the Masters of this Monument were really proficient in the way of illusions.

Suddenly, a piece of music sounded, and the pleasant sound seemed to be calling for Baili Hong Zhuang. Baili Hong Zhuang couldn’t help but walk to the depths of the peach forest to find the source of this sound.

So far, she still hadn’t understood how this illusion would test her. She could only take one step at a time now.

As she gradually entered the depths of the peach forest, Baili Hong Zhuang found a delicate pavilion in the middle of the forest.

Between the swirling pink petals, she could see vaguely a graceful and charming figure. Three thousand black silk strands poured down her shoulder like a waterfall, and the pink and red dress covered the ground around her. The sound of the guqin poured from beneath her two hands, creating a beautiful melody.

Just looking at the dusty view from behind, even if it was Baili Hong Zhuang, for this woman she couldn’t help but admire, just looking at the back view, she could conclude that this woman was one with peerless elegance.

Baili Hong Zhuang slowly went forward, performed obeisance and said, “I have troubled and disturbed Miss.”

The music gradually stopped, and the woman sitting before her slowly stood up, and a glamorous and familiar face appeared before Baili Hong Zhuang’s sight.

This person was the Mistress of the Monument—Bai Qing.

“It turned out to be predecessor.”

Baili Hong Zhuang once again gave obeisance, and there was a little praise in Bai Qing’s eyes.

As she had guessed the Mistress of the Monument was graceful and charming.

The corners of Bai Qing’s lips spread into a gentle smile, and she looked carefully at Baili Hong Zhuang.

“I, Bai Qing, have seen many women in y life. The world has praised me for being outstanding. In my opinion, you are the real one who can ruin and overtake cities.”