Shen Yanxiao left with the elf very calmly, thinking about whether that Lance master could transform the purple jue, as for the rest... Who cares about it.

The elf led Shen Yanxiao through the lobby of the former trading house, from a long corridor to the delicate wooden door at the back.

Coming to the door, the elf knocked lightly on the door and said, "Master Lance, the guest has arrived." ”

Suddenly, a very gentle voice came from the room.

"Please come in."

Then, the door slowly opened, and the elf stood at the door and made a gesture of invitation to Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows and walked in, and after entering, she found that the wooden door was not opened by someone from the inside, but operated by itself.

In the room, all kinds of wood are carefully placed on the table against the wall, and all kinds of bows and arrows are hung on the wall.

"This bow is yours?" Just as Shen Yanxiao was observing the bow and arrows in the room, a voice with a hint of doubt suddenly sounded.

Shen Yanxiao turned his head and looked at the person who spoke up.

It was an extremely beautiful elf, with long silver hair and a shawl, a white face, delicate facial features, beautiful and impeccable, a flawless appearance that blurred the gender distinction, and a pair of emerald green eyes with a little smile, looking at her standing in front of her.

This was the most beautiful elf Shen Yanxiao had ever seen, but when Shen Yanxiao's gaze fell on the wheelchair under the elf, he showed a hint of surprise.

Such a beautiful elf, but sitting in a wooden wheelchair like a ****, a thin blanket covered his legs.

"You're Master Lance?" Shen Yanxiao was surprised by Lance's beauty, if Xiu had the most beautiful face Shen Yanxiao had ever seen, then Lance was the most beautiful elf she had ever seen.

Unlike Xiu's coldness, Lance's beauty makes it easy for people to ignore his gender, and perhaps the elf's natural slenderness adds a neutral beauty to Lance's body.

If Xiu is the dazzling sun, then Lance is the gentle moon in the midnight sky.

"Yes." Lance looked at Shen Yanxiao with a smile, and his smile was like an affinity like a spring breeze.

"You're the owner of this bow, aren't you?" Lance's blanket on top of his lap was the Purple Jue.

"That's right." Shen Yanxiao nodded, his first impression of Lance was not bad.

Lance smiled and said, "Can you tell me where you got this bow from?" ”

"What's wrong?" Shen Yanxiao asked.

Lance said: "Please don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, it's just that this bow was actually made by me with an old friend, but after many years, I didn't expect to see it again, so I'm a little curious, I don't want to find out your identity, but I miss that old friend very much." Lance politely explained his doubt.

Purple Jue was created by Lance and others?

Shen Yanxiao was slightly stunned, she bought this bow from Master Duan in Heicheng, could it be that Zijue was built by Lance and Master Duan together?

But......

Master Duan is a human being!

Shen Yanxiao narrowed his eyes, erased the doubts in his eyes, and said innocently: "This bow was given by an old gentleman, I don't know where he went, if Master Lance wants to find him, I may not be able to help much." "She's not lying, she doesn't know where Master Dao Duan has gone.