What makes Lu Qingshan feel strange is that among the seventy-eight Qingfeng Sects, not one of them has been destroyed within the past ten years.

But according to what was said on the first and fifteenth day of the month, the time of their accident was clearly nearly two or three years ago.

These two pieces of information clearly conflict.

Either the Qingfeng Sect on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month was not received into the intelligence library by Zhi Shou Lou.

Or there was some hidden secret that he didn't know about.

Out of trust in Zhishoulou's ability to collect intelligence, Lu Qingshan is more inclined to the latter possibility.

Moreover, only this possibility can explain why so many people in the human race are missing, but they have not been noticed.

He shook his head helplessly and could only start to investigate one by one.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they sat obediently next to Lu Qingshan, answering Lu Qingshan's occasional questions from time to time, and helping Lu Qingshan locate the true location of Qingfeng Gate.

Time passes slowly.

Lu Qingshan was extremely serious, and he was also very attentive on the first and fifteenth day of the year.

No one noticed that an almost imperceptible breeze blew by at this moment.

Until a moment later, Lu Qingshan suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

"Huh?" He was startled, and withdrew his attention from the jade slip, and raised his eyelids to take a look.

At some unknown moment, a woman appeared in the quiet room.

Wearing a plain blue shirt and a jade crown on his head, he has an unparalleled appearance.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, with a majestic air that is hard to see in a woman, and her eyes are even brighter and clearer, like the clouds reflecting on a clear pond, or the moon reflecting on an autumn pond, and she is calmly gazing at Lu Qingshan.

There are many good-looking women, but Lu Qingshan has only seen this kind of beauty in one person in his life.

Xia Daoyun.
Chapter completed!