After saying that, Li Ziye stood up with his fruit plate and said, "Father, Faru, please rest first. I'll go out and continue practicing my sword. Otherwise, Master Fairy will scold me again."

"Go ahead."

Faru chuckled.

Two days later.

In front of the polar night world, the eight tribes of Mobei and the Confucian sects celebrated the victory of the human race. Bonfires were burning, singing and dancing. It was a rare lively scene. Li Ziye, who loves liveliness so much, could not catch up.

On the same day, Qin Wanna took Li Zi to Yedong to look for medicine in the fairy mountain to open the last eight meridians.

The three-year agreement has been less than two years. Time is tight and there is no room for delay.

"Suddenly I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the ethereal place."

"The exquisite pavilion has five clouds rising, and there are many fairies in it."

"One of them has a very real character and a complexion of snowy skin and beautiful appearance."

"What a poem! What a poem!"

The road ahead is bumpy and the outcome is unknown, but Li Ziye has a good attitude, perhaps because he is accompanied by the fairy master and is not afraid of anything.

Qin Grace ignored the fool beside her, held Qingshuang in hand, and walked east quickly.

"Master Fairy, please walk slower and wait for me."

"Master Fairy, are you thirsty? Please drink some water."

"Master Fairy, you are so beautiful."

"Master Fairy, my sword is about to break, what should I do?"

Along the way, Li Ziye talked nonchalantly.

"I'll make do with it."

Qin Weanna answered word by word.

"Is there any famous sword in the East China Sea? Master Fairy, please grab one for me."

Li Ziye asked shamelessly.

"roll!"
Chapter completed!