Birdsong rang in the distance. This place was very tranquil, the mountains surrounded by thin mist, green trees with vines wrapping around them, flowing water babbling, trickling over pebbles and passing through the old trees, fish swimming within the creeks.
At the beginning Li Xiaoman had gently frowned, but now she had become completely calm, stopping and looking at Ji Ziyue.
Beside her, the Star Peak's disciples were also sizing up Ji Ziyue and Ye Fan. They didn't know where these two people came from.
Ji Ziyue seemed to have heaven and earth's grace and elegance condensed within her, and it seemed impossible for her to not attract attention. All of the male disciples were staring at her.
She was an absolute beauty, possessing exceptional confidence in herself. Her purple clothes fluttered in the breeze, and within her cleverness was a trace of noble air. Tilting her head and looking at Li Xiaoman, a smile appeared on her delicate face.
