"Why not," Xu Zimo smiled and walked into the plum forest.

As soon as he entered Merlin, he could clearly feel that the kind of person who faced him directly had a stronger path.

It's like a high mountain standing tall, vast and boundless.

The avenue of heaven and earth coming towards you is roaring.

Xu Zimo smiled and waved his hand casually, all the momentum was like the colorful snow meeting the March sun in spring.

Dissolved without a trace.

Xu Zimo knew that this man was testing himself.

He waved his hand, and an even stronger momentum overwhelmed him.

Why don't I care about him?

When the momentum came, the man's face changed slightly.

But it returned to its original state in an instant.

I saw that he was holding a brush in his right hand, and the brush passed through the void, and after drawing a few strokes.

Xu Zimo's suppressed momentum seemed to be isolated in the void.

Xu Zimo moved forward step by step and finally arrived at the pavilion.

And the man also finished writing, and a painting appeared in front of Xu Zimo.

In the painting, it is the plum blossom season, and a man steps forward.

Xu Zimo took a closer look.

The man in this painting is myself, isn't it?

In less than a minute since I arrived at Merlin, I didn't expect that the man had already completed a painting.

"We are destined to each other, so I gave this painting to the young master!"

The man chuckled.

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Just a person with no name or surname.

The past is past, nothing matters," the man shook his head.

Asked: "How many drinks?"

He took out several more bottles of wine from the pavilion and threw one of them to Xu Zimo.
Chapter completed!