Chapter 275
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"No." Zi Chen shook his head, "The person you're talking about might really be related to Ning An."
"That can't be …!" Lan Xiao glanced at Ning An who was cultivating nearby, "A man who looks like Ning An wouldn't be as beautiful as Ning An, right?"
Murong Lan glanced at Lan Xiao and said, "He's not just beautiful, he's extremely handsome. Up until now, I've never seen anyone like him. Even Ning An's looks pale in comparison to him."
This time, not only was Lan Xiao shocked, even Zi Chen frowned imperceptibly.
Ning An's looks paled in comparison to that man. How … beautiful must that man be!
"I don't believe it." Lan Xiao took out a piece of paper from his space and placed it in Murong Lan's hands, "You made him sound so mysterious. Why don't you draw him for us to see?"
Murong Lan glanced at the paper in her arms and angrily shoved it back into Lan Xiao's arms, "I wanted to draw him too. The problem is, I clearly remember his looks, but no matter how hard I try, I can't draw him out. Otherwise, how could there only be one portrait of him in the Sacred Palace?"
"It's that strange?" Lan Xiao frowned, a little confused.
He didn't doubt Murong Lan's words, but knowing his looks but not being able to draw him out was too strange …
Zi Chen's lips curled into a smile. He didn't join the two of them, but instead focused on Ning An.
Ning An's mother, Shen Le, had stayed by Wuxie's side for a long time. When the time came, he could tell Wuxie about this matter!
Early the next morning, Ning An stopped cultivating at the first glimmer of light.
Glancing at the three people who were dozing off beside her, Ning An walked to the side of the river and used the water to wash her face. She quietly looked at her own face.
Actually, she had heard everything they had said last night.
Just a while ago, she had seen a woman who looked like her in the Black Pagoda. Now, she had heard from Murong Lan that there was a man who looked like her.
What was the relationship between the two?
Although it was said that there were many people who looked alike in the world, she didn't think that it would be so coincidental that she would bump into all of them …
"Ning An," Murong Lan rubbed her eyes as she stood behind Ning An and said, "We have to go."
"Okay." Ning An raised his hand and wiped the water off his face. Then, he left with Murong Lan.
After the two came out of the forest, they saw a tea shed. Because they were resting at night, they didn't stop to rest. Instead, they continued on their way.
Ten days later, they arrived at a desert.
Under the scorching sun, Murong Lan wiped her sweat.
It was so hot that even spiritual energy was useless …
"Zi Chen, you're not going to let us go like this, are you?" Lan Xiao wailed.
If they really had to walk, they didn't know how long it would take.
Zi Chen frowned. His figure flashed and he flew into the air, looking down at the desert below.
Because he was in the air, Zi Chen didn't see anything. Just as he was about to speak, Ning An beat him to it and said, "What a big word for fire."
"Word for fire?" Zi Chen was a little surprised. He frowned and looked at Ning An. "Ning An, what are you talking about? What word for fire? "
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