Chapter 19 The Immortal Venerable Is an Old-fashioned
Chapter 19 The Immortal Venerable Is an Old-fashioned
"Why are you two here?"
Zheng Ziqian's thoughts were instantly pulled back by a serious voice, and he looked up at the person coming by reflexively.
The bright moonlight shines through the willow branches and leaves on both sides of the stone steps, and softly falls on the smoky and snow-white robes under the steps.
"Immortal?" Zheng Ziqian hurriedly got up from the steps, and followed Gu Wanqing to the side.
Shen Yan raised her eyes to glance at the two of them, then walked up the steps without answering.
The two of them silently followed behind Shen Yan, the footsteps of varying severity sounded very real in the empty night.
"Xianzun, are you feeling better?" Gu Wanqing's tone was full of concern.
"Well, it's okay." Shen Yan's answer was always concise and clear.
The more concise Shen Yan speaks and the colder his attitude towards people, the more convinced Gu Wanqing is that Shen Yan lost the memory of being imprisoned.
Because of Shen Yan's personality, if he knew that he had been subjected to such unbearable abuse, it would be impossible for him to raise his head and speak face to face with his disciples, he would only feel ashamed and ashamed.
Gu Wanqing thought about it all the way, then raised her eyes, and found that she had followed Shen Yan into the lobby of Youran Pavilion.
The elders of the six circles sat on both sides of the hall, and when they saw Shen Yan walking in from the door, they all showed anxious expressions, and stepped forward to ask.
"Immortal Ziyan, are you feeling better? That Zhuyeqing is indeed a little stronger."
"Sorry for keeping the elders waiting for so long." Shen Yan bowed one by one to show his impoliteness.
After all, in terms of seniority, the elders of the Six Realms are not only older than him, but also have supreme rights and status, so he has to respect them a little more.
"Elders, it's time for children, why don't you go with my immortal master to watch the fireworks outside the pavilion."
Standing at the door, Nie Xiu bowed his head and asked the elders and other guests to go out to watch the fireworks.
Everyone was already full of wine and food, and was feeling bored, so they all readily agreed.
The leisurely pavilion is surrounded by water on all sides, and there is only one suspension bridge leading to the main courtyard.
Gu Wanqing stood alone on the suspension bridge that she had just passed, looking at Shen Yan from a distance through countless heads, but seeing others laughing and cursing, only Shen Yan stood with her back straight, standing among the crowd without a smile on her face.
Seeing this, Gu Wanqing couldn't help laughing.
It seems that Shen Yan is still the old Shen Yan, and Ziyan Immortal Venerable is still the same Ziyan Immortal Venerable, nothing has changed.
A gust of evening wind blows the scent of flowers, and a huge firework blooms in the night sky. The petals bloom and fall like rain, illuminating the earth like daytime.
Looking up at the dazzling fireworks, Gu Wanqing recalled that she had set off fireworks here with Zheng Ziqian and Xie Qinghuan not long after entering the Immortal Gate in her previous life.
At that time, the disciples of Ziwei Xianmen didn't have any grudges against him, a group of teenagers gathered together to laugh and play, only Shen Yan and Nie Xiu watched them from afar, neither participating nor leaving.
"Xianzun is really old-fashioned, he refuses to participate in something as fun as setting off fireworks." Gu Wanqing lay on Zheng Ziqian's shoulder and whispered to her ears.
"Eldest brother, didn't you play?" Zheng Ziqian pouted angrily in Nie Xiu's direction, "They are already adults, unlike us..."
At this time, "shua"!Another huge firework exploded above Gu Wanqing's head, shining brightly and reflecting people's smiling faces.Sparks swished around, then fell down and disappeared.
Gu Wanqing propped her arms on the fence, she was watching the fireworks, but unconsciously turned her gaze back to Shen Yan.
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