During this time, Leng Bingqing kept her head lowered, allowing Jiang Lin to lead her along. With most people's attention fixed on this Star Sea, no one had actually noticed that Leng Bingqing had come to this Star Gazing Platform.
With both hands gripping the railing, the one-meter-eighty-five Jiang Lin stood behind her and shielded her. Although their bodies were not touching in the slightest, the posture was still rather improper.
However, before long, as the immortal vessel sailed toward the depths of the Star Sea, the delighted uproar on the Star Gazing Platform once again drew Leng Bingqing's attention away.
Even Jiang Lin had not expected this Star Sea to be so beautiful.
The stars scattered across the sky like a chessboard gave off gentle light—dark red, deep blue, and midnight violet. At a glance, all one could see was this endless starry sky. Rivers of stars spilled across the heavens, like silver sand, like glaciers, and there was even the splendor of the aurora.
These stars were naturally not actual celestial bodies. Strictly speaking, they were an illusion.
The Star Sea had existed for a thousand years.
Tai Er Zhenjun had told Jiang Lin all of this. Tai Er Zhenjun had also said that most of the rumors about the "Star Sea" in the world were complete nonsense.
Judging from his expression, Jiang Lin knew that Tai Er Zhenjun definitely knew the truth. Thus, when Jiang Lin's curiosity was piqued, he wanted to ask.
However, when Jiang Lin asked Tai Er Zhenjun how the Star Sea had formed, Tai Er Zhenjun merely smiled before hurriedly changing the subject. He either drank quietly or simply "got drunk" and sprawled across the table, unconscious to the world.
"How was this Star Sea formed? MMP, I should've kept pressing him."
Watching