Next to the old man, stood a girl.

The girl has long hair, all hanging down from her head.

She has an oval face and wears light makeup.

A pair of eyes full of heroic spirit.

Wearing those slightly loose trousers and a black gown gives people a particularly clean feeling.

When Xu Zimo walked over from the side of the bridge, he saw a strong fighting spirit in the woman's eyes.

"Here we come," the old man in the bamboo hat said with a smile while fishing the fishing rod steadily.

"See you, sect leader," Xu Zimo bowed slightly and greeted.

"Qingshan has a good son," Sect Master Xiao said with a gentle smile.

"The sect leader is overly praised," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.

The woman on the side listened to the conversation between the two, looked at Xu Zimo impatiently, and said.

"Are you the contemporary Holy Son? They say you are very strong. You should be able to play a few tricks with me."
Chapter completed!