Xiao Hongxiao stepped with small hurried strides, catching up to Shen Chonghong and then slowed down, following behind him.
"Where are we going now?"
Seeing that he continued walking silently, Xiao Hongxiao couldn't help but find a topic to talk about.
The figure in front suddenly stopped and turned, and Xiao Hongxiao nearly bumped right into his chest.
After halting her steps, realizing the distance between them was a bit too close, Xiao Hongxiao hurriedly stepped back two paces, a little shy and at a loss.
"You didn't bring any magical artifacts?"
Shen Chonghong glanced at her and spoke.
"Hmm?"
"Magical artifacts... I brought them!"
With a flash of light from Xiao Hongxiao's hand, she produced two curved sabers gleaming with cold light.
Seeing this, Shen Chonghong was somewhat surprised.
He did not expect that the Hundred Refinements Valley, which other cultivators regarded as poor, would provide a storage bag to a disciple at the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer.
