That girl is a sword cultivator.
Xu Chang'an likes girls who can wield a sword.
"Hmm..." Yun Qian got up to pour herself another cup of ginger grass tea, holding the cup and blinking her eyes, she looked at Wen Li who was completely lost in the inner realm, dazed.
Yun Qian believes her husband's words surpass all supreme principles of heaven and earth, impermanence dao, so if Wen Li really comprehended something, it must be something significant.
But Xu Chang'an is coming back.
——
"Senior Wen."
Yun Qian called out to Wen Li.
This calm voice was like the sound of a big bell striking Wen Li's heart, causing her to scatter for a moment, the clear aura gathered between her brows dissipated, and her confused eyes gradually became clear.
Yun Qian suddenly interrupted Wen Li's opportunity, cutting off what she was about to comprehend.
There's a saying, to hear the dao in the morning, and die contentedly in the evening.
