Lu Xiu smiled, his figure gradually became illusory and was about to disappear into the light and shadow of the setting sun.

Li Qinglian looked anxious and blurted out:

"What do you see?"

Lu Xiu chuckled:

"Watch the big show."

"Look at the Sword Immortal!"

"Look at the Qinglian Sword Immortal who is overwhelming the prosperous Tang Dynasty!"

The ethereal sound echoed in the scenic area, and Lu Xiu's figure had completely disappeared into the light and shadow of the sunset.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal?"

Li Qinglian murmured a few words, then suddenly looked up, looked at the darkening sky, and said in surprise:

"Why am I here?"

"I sent those teenagers away, and I sat here in my heart in confusion."

Li Qinglian said to herself.

"But why did I sit for so long?"

"I seemed to have a nap and then had a dream?"

"It seems that someone told me in my dream that Li Bai is also a swordsman in addition to being a poet."

"The peerless swordsman, the kind who can become an immortal."

"The people in the dream asked me to wait and see the big show, the sword immortal, and the Qinglian Sword Immortal who was overwhelming the prosperous Tang Dynasty!"

Li Qinglian patted her cheeks to make herself more awake:

"It's because I've been under too much pressure recently and I've started to have fantasies?"

While murmuring to himself, Li Qinglian left the scenic area.

With Li Qinglian's departure, a figure appeared in the originally empty scenic area, which was Lu Xiu who had not left yet.

Looking at Li Qinglian's leaving figure, Lu Xiu sighed:
Chapter completed!