The sun sets in the west, under the golden sunlight, the earth seems to be draped in a golden veil, and the mountains behind emit a faint golden hue, appearing sacred and magnificent.
Crack!
Crack!
The footsteps on the fallen leaves produce a crisp sound.
Turning back to Purple Sun Mountain, Lu Xuanji's back was already soaked.
Phew!
Slightly gasping, recalling the incident just now, he felt he had been careless.
He hadn't expected Immortal Gold to be so valuable.
Then, he sensed a faint killing intent, greed, hesitation, reluctance, affection, and various complex emotions flickering, finally Qinglian waved her hand to let him leave.
And she didn't reward him with anything.
Recalling the scene just now, Lu Xuanji quickly realized Qinglian had harbored a murderous intent towards him, wanting to kill him and seize his treasures.
