Feng Qingluan didn't care about other people's eyes at all. She walked over with great strides and came to the front of the sky monument.

"Qingluan, you are here." In the sky, on the sixth row of stone pillars of the Tianbei Monument, Ye Hua's gentle voice sounded like jade.

Feng Qingluan looked up at him, nodded slightly, without any other expression.

His eyes flashed behind Ye Hua, glanced at the crowd, paused slightly, and then turned to another celestial monument.

Spiritual power stele, magic word stele.

"The cultivation of mental power is good, it just suits me. I want this number one!"

After saying that, Feng Qingluan jumped up and climbed directly to the first celestial monument!

No one said that Feng Qingluan was arrogant or something. She was a peerless figure who could be compared with Ye Hua. Besides, Lin Zhen was in front of him, so no one dared to say that Feng Qingluan would definitely not work. After all, less than two months have passed.

From afar, Lin Zhen saw Feng Qingluan for the second time.

He felt that Feng Qingluan was beautiful, but what Lin Zhen remembered was not her beauty, but looking at the cinnabar mole on the edges.
Chapter completed!