"Chen, look quickly, there's the sound of water ahead!"
Throughout this journey, Ximen Qingxue always felt eyes watching them from behind, like thorns on her back.
As a result, she remained constantly alert, listening carefully. Any slight noise would trigger her inner tension.
The gurgling sound of water ahead naturally couldn't escape her ears.
Li Chen, who was usually calm and unaffected, now appeared slightly tense.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Li Chen's unusual expression, Ximen Qingxue blinked her eyes in confusion and asked.
"There are flowers!"
As soon as Li Chen finished speaking, he strode forward.
"Splash!"
Ahead, ripples suddenly spread across the Shui Ze.
Soon after, a graceful silhouette with a slender waist emerged from the stream.
She had her back to Li Chen, her skin whiter than snow. Under the shimmering water, it was dim and bright, vaguely tinged with an eerie shade.
