Half an hour later, in the mountains near White Cloud Temple.
Taoist Qingyang was thrown onto the ground by a shadow, his face pale, and mocked, "You should be ashamed of being his master, almost killed by your own disciple!"
Upon hearing the female voice, Taoist Qingyang hurriedly raised his head.
He saw Xia Yanran's face, faintly shrouded in a dark aura, looking icily at him.
"Are you… the genius young girl from the Xia Family, Xia Yanran?" Taoist Qingyang said in surprise.
He was acquainted with many families from the Mystical Sect, including the Xia Family.
Therefore, he naturally recognized Xia Yanran.
...
Upon hearing Taoist Qingyang's words, Xia Yanran nodded slightly, "It's me, but I have nothing to do with the Xia Family anymore! Saving you this time was only because I have a matter to cooperate on with you."
The reason for seeking Taoist Qingyang was because she knew this guy had lived a long time like her.
