"Mm..." Xiao Hua's heart stirred, and he suddenly recalled the first time he had seen Fairy Hongxia. Hadn't the red mole at the corner of Fairy Hongxia's lips also given him that feeling of déjà vu? Xiao Hua nodded slightly without realizing it.
"Butterfly Dance is quite pretty!" Looking at Yuan Ya's utterly lost appearance, Xiao Hua said softly, "And I've already left a mark on her. So long as she is within a hundred li, I will definitely sense her!"
"Really?" Wild joy shone from Yuan Ya's eyes. His hands clenched tightly, and even his arms trembled.
"Heh heh..." Xiao Hua merely smiled and did not answer.
"Hahaha..." Yuan Ya leaped into the air and actually turned several somersaults in midair before landing lightly. Clearly, he was delighted beyond measure.
Watching Yuan Ya, Xiao Hua rubbed his nose for no reason and said with a bitter smile, "Damn it, being young is wonderful! No, I can't keep putting on airs as an old man from now on! Being so lifeless and gloomy for no reason... it really is dull!"
Indeed, hadn't Xiao Hua once been just as lively and unruly? Yet after emerging from a hundred years of seclusion, he had somehow begun to feel old. Every other word out of his mouth was "this old man"—it truly gave him the feeling of approaching twilight.
"This Xiao is only a little over two hundred years old, right? If I reach Nascent Soul, my lifespan can extend to two thousand years. Compared with ordinary people, that makes me about ten years old. Damn it, this Xiao hasn't even come of age yet! Hahaha..." Xiao Hua could not help laughing.
"Senior?" Xiao Jian looked at Xiao Hua strangely. That single word, "senior," instantly knocked Xiao Hua from the mountaintop into the