The Clouds Hang Down in the Nine Realms, Hiding the Mysterious Bones, and the Moon Sets in Qianchen to Contain the Taoist Heart.

This world called Xuanyin has finally ushered in its most magnificent catastrophe! …………… The woman had jet-black hair, icy muscles and jade bones. She was dressed in an elegant white dress that swayed gently in the night breeze, making her graceful and upright figure appear cold and pure. She did not show any hostility. Instead, she lowered her head slightly and bowed neatly and gracefully to the morning. "My Su Yuehua, I have met fellow Taoist." The sound was as clear as a spring and rocks striking each other, with an indescribable calmness. She raised her eyes to look at Chen Yun, and a trace of emptiness secretly passed through her eyes, but it was fleeting. The fingers of Chen Yun's sleeves had quietly pressed the magic weapon, and he said coldly: "My Taoist friend, a dignified Yuanying late stage, did not hesitate to follow me down to this wilderness. What on earth did he do?" "Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised." Su Yuehua nodded slightly and said in a calm and sincere tone, "Yuehua took the liberty to follow, with absolutely no malice, just to verify something."