Looking at a person walking towards the head of the door with apprehension and joy, and then being picked up by an uncle or elder, as a disciple, he clenched his fists.

Su Kui yawned slightly, and then sighed for the place where he was. When she looked up, she could see the young man's face, and she only glanced at it and silently moved away, it was really from a bottom-up angle-

Not so rosy!

The energy in her body was abundant, which made her feel very good, and she could almost jump out and run around the Supreme Sect for dozens of laps.

Suddenly, she smelled a familiar smell between her noses, clear and with a faint rosin. Her blue cat pupils narrowed, and in her afterglow, she saw Mu Xiaxue and a bunch of teenagers standing in the center, while Liu Changqing was standing on the edge.

Her eyes flashed, and she quietly pulled the unsealed burden, jumped lightly, and jumped down silently.

Liu Changqing was shrouded in a sluggish mood, and he didn't notice that the kitten he had carefully protected woke up, and jumped down silently, and a few dodges disappeared.

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It's really that Su Kui's current size is too small, and the minds of everyone around him are all in the assessment, and no one is distracted to pay attention to the situation here. Just a white shadow flashed, and a small figure disappeared into the crowd.

I don't know if it's because she has become a cat, her sense of smell is very sensitive. Following the taste, she quickly ran forward, the sect assessment, most of the people went to the martial arts field of the Supreme Sect, only some sprinkled disciples, silently doing their own work.

For this part of the people, Su Kui didn't care and easily avoided them. Crossing an arched bridge, the further you go, the more secluded it becomes.

In the back, there was not even a single figure.

However, the smell of non-existence is getting closer and closer. In front of the palace-like palace stands far away, glazed and green tiles, flying beams and paintings, and the crystal clear water of the lake blooms with light pink lotus. Behind the palace, cranes flew by, the sun hung above the dome, the lake sparkled in the reflection, and there were clusters of cherry blossoms in the distance, and the pink and white petals fluttered in the wind, like snow.

A fairyland-like place.

In the mortal world, everything must follow the rules of the four seasons, but in the world of cultivating immortals, as long as there is enough cultivation, it is not difficult to reverse the seasons.

Su Kui's body was light, she was playful, and suddenly her body jumped, and she landed lightly on the tender green lotus leaf, and the leaf swayed a few times, but it easily withstood her.

Jumping slightly, she landed on the next leaf, splashed a few bits, and landed on her snow-white fur, she shook it, and continued to jump.

The breeze is gentle, carrying the fragrance of flower petals.

Under the cherry blossom tree, there is a rattan chaise longue, on which a man leans lazily, barefoot, one leg bent, casually stepping on the chair. The other toe was idle in the water, and if you looked closely, you would feel that the man was really a rare beauty in the world.

Her long satin-like frost-white hair hung down behind him, tied by a silver strap, and she was simply dressed in a brocade undershirt, with the sleeves half-rolled up, revealing a small piece of jade-like flawless skin.

A few petals fell on the top of his head and shoulders, he lowered his eyes, and under the same frosty white eyelashes, there was a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes, the eyes were dark and cold, and it was obviously a beautiful and stunning appearance.

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