When they arrived, they rode the Kun beast.
When they left, they still rode the Kun beast.
After half a year, Elder Jieyin still looked like someone who never grows up.
Two men and four women stood on the Kun, enjoying the sea breeze, passing through the dense fog, feeling particularly relaxed.
Even Yi Lin, who had lived and reincarnated three times, looked at the vast sea and inexplicably felt a sense of nostalgia.
A year passed just like that.
Really fast.
Look, the bald-headed Junior Sister next door has grown thick hair.
Before leaving, for some reason, a group of elders came to see them off.
They waved vigorously towards Lin Yi from a distance, with stern faces, lips moving as if telling Lin Yi to be careful.
This scene shook the entire sect and became a popular topic for a while.
No one expected Lin Yi to be so well-liked.
