Chapter 754 Liu Yuan...Junior Sister!
On the street.
Chen Xun's eyes were deep and his face expressionless. He raised two fingers lightly, and a five-element mark disappeared into the world.
He looked up to such people and would not let them fall accidentally on the road to immortality. Just this honesty had shocked him.
"It was worth coming here."
Chen Xun smiled slightly and walked on the street with his hands behind his back. He kept staring at the teahouses and was thinking about which teahouse to go to.
Rumble--
The ground shook slightly. In the distance, spirit beasts walked side by side. Their aura was like a surging sea wave, rolling over. There were even flags flying with the family's patterns and names written on them.
Chu!
There were also some old servants accompanying them. These people had bright eyes and a very restrained aura. They were dressed in uniform and behaved in an orderly manner.
The creatures of various races around were talking about it, but they were all communicating secretly, with a trace of awe in their eyes. It is not impossible for the future Tianzun family to continue the vitality of the Chu family of the human race for tens of thousands of years.
In the carriage on the back of the spirit beast, there was a cold and beautiful woman sitting in the boudoir. She had no expression on her face, as if she had no interest in the surrounding discussions and scenes.
The spring breeze was gentle and the spring breeze blew slowly, gently brushing the window of the boudoir, raising a wisp of subtle drifting, like a faint mist, gradually revealing that cold and beautiful face.
On the street, Chen Xun raised his eyes inadvertently, and suddenly stopped at the face of the woman in the boudoir!
His mind seemed to have encountered a shocking lightning strike, his pulse accelerated involuntarily, and the emotions in his eyes rippled.
Chen Xun's face trembled slightly, and his sight seemed to have traveled through the dust of tens of thousands of years and solidified at this moment. The whole world seemed to be drawn away, leaving only him and that cold and beautiful face.
That face was so familiar, yet so strange. An indescribable emotion flashed through the depths of Chen Xun's pupils, which seemed to be surprise, regret, and ecstasy...
Liu Yuan... Junior Sister!
Chen Xun seemed to be in a fantasy world where time intertwined. His thoughts were drawn back to the past, intertwined with the bits and pieces of the old friend's past, and bloomed again in his heart.
"Is there really someone in this world who looks so similar..."
Chen Xun's mentality, which had been indifferent for a long time, finally couldn't hold it at this moment. He actually walked slowly and his breathing became rapid.
In the boudoir on the back of the spirit beast, the cold and beautiful woman frowned secretly and tilted her head slightly.
She looked at the man in the hemp hat. She had never seen such a rich expression change on the face of a living being in an instant. It opened her eyes and a strange look appeared in her eyes.
The man's eyes did not have any hostility or disrespect, but were full of throbbing complex emotions, which made her feel a trace of indescribable emotions in her heart.
There was a subtle atmosphere in the air, and the eyes of the two people crossed in the void.
"Daoyou... do we know each other?" The cold and beautiful woman couldn't help but whispered, her expression became a little strange.
But she didn't blame him for staring at her nakedly.
This familiar voice came into his mind, and Chen Xun's fingers trembled and his steps quickened a bit, shuttling through the crowd on the street, following the pace of this group of spirit beasts.
"I..."
Chen Xun subconsciously almost said we know each other, but he hesitated, a little hesitant, and whispered, "Maybe I know you, I don't know your name..."
He still couldn't restrain the throbbing in his heart. This was the first time he took the initiative to chat up a girl in his life, and he didn't know where to start.
"Chu Zhen." The cold and beautiful woman spoke lightly, but her brows were getting deeper and deeper.
"Haha... nice name, nice name."
Chen Xun seemed to be thinking about something, and even murmured the name twice. He looked at her with an extremely sincere look and said generously, "Fellow Daoist Chu, can we be friends? Where is your dojo?"
He immediately regretted it after he said it. Why did he ask others where their dojo was! His heart was a little confused...
Chu Zhen was silent, but for some reason, looking at the man's eyes, she didn't want to refuse him. She had never experienced such a strange thing, and even the guardians around her had no reaction.
But she never thought about being calculated by others. In the dark, Chu Zhen felt that this man would not harm her.
"Who are you?"
"Dong...no, Chen Xun!" Chen Xun's footsteps were hurried, and he still didn't stop, as if he was chasing something, but he could never catch up.
"Chen Xun?"
Chu Zhen's eyes were confused. This name was quite ordinary. No major family of immortal cultivation had a Chen family, and there was no powerful person with this name in the Biqiong Forest Sea.
She recalled a lot in her mind. She had never met this person before. She shook her head gently: "Daoyou, I'm afraid we have never met."
"Then let's get to know each other again!"
Chen Xun was a complete social gangster. He showed an unusually bright smile and added, "Xun with three water drops is not Xun in looking for."
Chu Zhen's cold face gradually showed a smile: "The same is true for me, Zhen, not Qin in Qin Tinglangjing."
"It seems that we are destined to be together, Daoyou Chu, to be honest, I am proficient in fortune-telling and hexagram reading, I know about red things, and I know about yin and yang in mourning..."
Chen Xun chattered non-stop unconsciously, walking along the street, as if he had endless things to say, and didn't care about Chu Zhen's strange eyes at all.
This chat lasted from noon to dusk.
However, this time is just a blink of an eye for a cultivator. Chu Zhen didn't mind, nor did she feel noisy. She just listened quietly.
She felt that this man seemed to have too many stories hidden in his heart, and he seemed a little simple...
There were rustling pedestrians on the road. They had already entered the territory of the ancient city of Chu family. Chen Xun finally stopped at this moment, bowed and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Chu, I won't bother you any more."
Chu Zhen nodded, looked at Chen Xun deeply, and asked, "Do we know each other?"
Chen Xun was silent, and the smile gradually disappeared from his face. He looked at the sunset in the distance and shook his head slowly. The shadow looked extremely thin and lonely under the sunset.
"Does fellow Daoist have anything to ask for?" Chu Zhen's voice was inexplicably softer. For some reason, she didn't want to hurt this man.
Chen Xun shook his head silently, just looking at Chu Zhen's face, his eyes full of vicissitudes and memories.
"Daoyou, I'm afraid you've recognized the wrong person. Maybe it's just that the faces are similar, isn't it?"
Chu Zhen had no expression on her face, still with that cold and beautiful look, as if she had already seen what Chen Xun was thinking, which was too obvious, and she didn't even have the slightest restraint or restraint.
"Looking at the entire Savage Heaven Realm, there are countless creatures with similar faces. Daoyou Chen Xun, you are a little obsessed. Let's just assume that we haven't met today and have never known you."
Chu Zhen spoke lightly, glancing at Chen Xun slightly, "It's just a subtle fate in the vast immortal journey. Why do we have to know each other when we meet?"
Although she is in the Hedao period, most of the immortal cultivators who can cultivate to such a realm have a very profound state of mind, but they are limited by their immortal aptitude and cannot quickly move to a higher realm.
"Hehe."
Chen Xun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were leisurely, no longer as excited as when they first met. He did not respond, but bowed again, "Fellow Daoist Chu, I'm sorry to bother you."
Chu Zhen responded with a salute in the boudoir, and his figure was getting farther and farther away with the footsteps of the spirit beast under his seat, walking towards the direction of a setting sun.