"Hmm, from today on, Xiao Yifeng, you are my best friend!"
Sikong Yuyan looked at Xiao Yifeng and said solemnly.
"Alright, we should leave now!"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Sikong Yuyan and smiled slightly.
With that, the two of them left here and returned to the city, but Sikong Yuyan still wore the veil on her face.
Back in the city, a large crowd of people pointed and whispered about Sikong Yuyan, obviously knowing that this player of beautiful zither music was an extremely ugly person.
"Why don't you take off the veil, so they won't say these things!"
Xiao Yifeng spoke, looking at Sikong Yuyan with puzzlement.
"They are not worthy to see my face!"
Sikong Yuyan said coldly.
Xiao Yifeng's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he couldn't help but say, "Then who is worthy to see your face!"
"You..."
Sikong Yuyan's gaze directly met Xiao Yifeng's, solemnly uttering a word, and their eyes intertwined again, with invisible sparks flying.
"Yuyan!"
