When Xiao Yan made out that graceful figure in white, he could not help but freeze for a moment. The imagined senior expert had suddenly become a young woman of nation-toppling beauty, leaving a surge of surprise in his heart.
The woman before him stood tall and graceful, her flawless white face as beautiful as a dream.
As he watched the woman in white walk toward him with unhurried steps, a flash of amazement could not help but pass through Xiao Yan's eyes. Even he instinctively felt a trace of appreciation for such an unparalleled, otherworldly fairy.
However, Xiao Yan was no ordinary person. After the briefest pause, he quickly came back to himself, and his gaze toward Mu Zi carried respect. Whether it was the other party's achievements or the kindness of lending Xun Er a hand, both made Xiao Yan feel deep reverence.
"Is he Xiao Yan?"
While Xiao Yan was observing her, Mu Zi also cast her gaze toward him. She sized up the young man before her, a trace of curiosity quietly flashing through the depths of her eyes.
The famous Flame Emperor was a name that rang like thunder in the ears. Mu Zi could be considered to have "heard of him for a long time," and now she had finally seen him in person.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's image was that of his classic black robe, with a huge heavy ruler strapped to his back.
This should be the "Mysterious Heavy Ruler."
With Mu Zi's breadth of vision, she could tell that the current "Mysterious Heavy Ruler" had been tempered by powerful flames. Although the forging technique could not be considered especially exquisite, by relying on its formidable essence, its might still could not be underestimated.
Xiao Yan's appearance could be called rather