"Yesterday's spring is even more beautiful,

Today is spring in the water.

The spring is gone without a trace,

There is still a flower of moss."

The voice is clear and the poetic feelings come to my face. If I hadn't known him, I would have thought he was a celestial guest flying out of the sky, but I wouldn't have known that he was the most evil man in the Taoist sect.

This was the first time Li Zhichang saw Luo Qiubai. When the two of them fought a sword across thousands of miles, Li Zhichang felt Luo Qiubai's sword energy. The determination reminded him of an old acquaintance, that is, Ximen Chuxue.

But after really seeing Luo Qiubai, I felt that Luo Qiubai was Luo Qiubai, unlike anyone else. He was unique and difficult to imitate.

Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng led the era when white clothes were better than snow, and were unparalleled swordsmen.

But Luo Qiubai is Luo Qiubai, unlike anyone, and no one can be similar to him. He is so unique.

Unlike Ximen Chuxue's iceberg face, Luo Qiubai's face is much more friendly. She is wearing a moon-white feathered dress, with exquisite and delicate golden silk embellishments between the sleeves, mixed with the rich and noble spirit of the world, but it does not make people feel vulgar.

Instead, he felt that this was the case. He should have such nobleness, but he should have such a natural detachment.

The charm of being born and entering the world appears on him at the same time, but there is no contradiction, and it is particularly harmonious and natural.

Luo Qiubai looks less than eighteen years old, and is younger than Li Zhichang.

With an ancient sword, there is no rune on it, and there is no Taoist text engraved on it.

The thighs, hilts, and scabbards are all ink-colored, simple and clean.

Luo Qiubai did not prepare wine, but prepared good tea.

Good tea that doesn't smell at all.

Because there is no aroma leaking, it is the best tea.

"It's the first time Qiubai has seen fellow Taoist true face." This 16 or 17-year-old boy stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. It was very elegant and natural. He didn't laugh, but it made you feel a gentle smile as warm as the spring breeze. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!