Yet that familiarity made Lin Xuan's expression turn strange to the extreme.
She... how could she be here?
Lin Xuan murmured to himself, his voice and tone both filled with disbelief.
"Who?"
Yue'er turned her head, but all she saw was a fleeting back disappearing around the corner of a wall, vanishing from sight a moment later.
Though it was only a startled glimpse, Yue'er likewise felt it looked somewhat familiar.
But just who it was, she found difficult to say clearly.
As for the Spirit Race Saintess, her face was full of alarm and uncertainty... How could there still be other Cultivators here?
"Young Master, did you recognize her?"
The Young Master's expression clearly showed he knew something, so Yue'er asked him directly.
Lin Xuan raised a hand to his forehead, his brows also tightly knitted.
Only after a long while did he sigh, his voice also carrying an uncertain tone:
"I don't know if I recognized her wrongly either. That person... that person looked very much like Sister Ruyan."
Fairy Ruyan?
Yue'er instantly overlapped that back from just now with her memories.
After that, she very easily arrived at the same guess as Lin Xuan.
Wasn't that so?
Wasn't that back exactly lifelike to Fairy Ruyan's?
But no matter from which possibility one considered it, Meng Ruyan was not very likely to appear here.
If one said their eyes had blurred, the two of them as husband and wife were Cultivators; how could both their eyes blur at the same time?
Even though Lin Xuan was broad in experience and had gone through countless strange encounters, at this moment, he still could not think of the reason.
Since he could not understand it, he did not dwell on it further.
Lin Xuan's divine sense had already locked onto