The Misty Cloud Sect's Gate of Life and Death really did have something special about it.
Fan Tian was very pleased that he could treat Gu Xun'er's injuries here.
Most importantly, no one would disturb them!
Whether he was with Ya Fei at the Mittel Family or with Yao Ye at the Jia Ma Imperial Family, Fan Tian could never fully concentrate! Here, however, he could put his mind completely at ease and savor the beauty before him to his heart's content!
The lake was so clear he could see the bottom. Ancient trees towered all around, and occasional birdsong drifted down from the treetops, only to be kneaded apart by the wind amid the shimmering ripples.
He gently lowered Gu Xun'er into the shallows, then stepped into the lake himself.
The icy water rose past his waist, yet the young woman in his arms remained soft as a cloud. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long lashes casting small, pale shadows beneath them.
"Ah, I really could look at you a hundred times and never tire of you. No matter how I play with you, it never gets old."
Speaking softly, Fan Tian scooped up a handful of lake water with his fingertips and slowly poured it over her shoulder.
Droplets rolled down the graceful line of her neck, slipped over her collarbone, and disappeared beneath her collar.
Her skin was white as congealed cream. The cold water brought out the faintest blush, like the first peach blossom on a branch in early spring.
As he gazed at that utterly unguarded face, a strange satisfaction welled up inside him.
Gu Yuan's daughter, the bearer of the God-Grade Bloodline that appeared only once in a thousand years within the Gu Clan, was now resting so quietly in his arms. Her