Li Bai shook his head without looking sideways, coughed once, and did not reply, then followed behind the two again.
The trio continued on their way.
However, the sword-carrying man did indeed often look down at his new clothes and sigh from time to time.
Zhao Rong laughed, "Where to now, crybaby?"
"I, I'm not a crybaby!"
Zhao Qian'er was happily linking arms with Zhao Rong, and upon hearing this, bit her lip and bumped his arm with her forehead, "It's just that the wind blew sand into my eyes, and tears came out when I rubbed them."
The young girl argued, her voice getting quieter and quieter.
The next second, Zhao Qian'er let go with both hands and released Zhao Rong's arm, but kept holding his right hand,
Leading the way in front of them.
"Follow me, let's go this way."
...
"Horn Wood Flood Dragon, barking of dogs at the hour of Xu..."
At this time on the Star River Ancient Pathway, Zhao Qian'er's brows were cheerful, and her eyes were smiling.
