Chapter 8: extreme Yin formless

The luxurious Hall in the blood carriage instantly faded away, and the surrounding scenery rippled like waves. In a flash, it turned into a familiar small building. It was the Li clan teahouse in you su tomb.

Everything in the building was the same as before. The vegetation that emitted a majestic Yin Qi was dense and flourishing, and the pitch-black branches and leaves interweaved to form a throne. PEI Ling sat high up on it and nodded slightly as he looked at his surroundings. This was already his dream!

At this moment, a figure as bright as the spring sun suddenly appeared.

Her beautiful dress brushed the grass and her bright eyes were watery. She was Grandmaster Kong Su of su zhentian.

"Senior 'Kong ye', it's been some time since we last met," As he spoke, PEI Ling stretched out his hand and instantly pulled her into his arms, placing her on his knees.