Jian Nanchun simply told Xia Xiaoman about it.

Not to mention this, Yi Lin doesn't know yet.

It turns out that the mail-off class was separated by male and female disciples.

The female disciple's sergeant class is on the other side of the Hanging Fairy Mountain, and the male and female classes have no route to meet at all, which is also for safety.

When Yi Lin knew that Xia Xiaoman was the eldest princess of Daqing and was also doing the same chores as him, she felt relieved in her heart and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Who gave it to me?"

Yi Lin remembered the rags that Jian Nanchun had stuffed in the third month and asked casually.

Jian Nanchun hesitated for a moment and finally shook his head: "Junior Brother Lin, don't ask about this."

Seeing that Jian Nanchun seemed to have something to hide, Yi Lin nodded and stopped asking.

Not long after.

Jian Nanchun's flying sword arrived at his destination.

It is a villa located on the main peak.

Tianjianmen is hanging in the fairy mountain in the sky, with a vast range.

There are many peaks on the fairy mountain.

On many mountain peaks, that is, in the air, there are also small hanging islands floating, with forests, grasses and peaks on the island.

This landform is magnificent and magical, and amazing.

And Yi Lin had seen this villa from afar when he was exploring nothing at night, but did not go deeper.

When Jian Nanchun took him to the door of the villa, Yi Lin frowned: "The villa of the elder Chuangong?"

This shocked Jian Nanchun: "How did Junior Brother Lin know?"

Logically speaking, the chores usually do chores, at most, on the perimeter outside the Floating Island of Xianshan Mountain, and at most it is close to the residence of outer disciples, the cultivation place of formal disciples such as Zizhu Forest, Jingxinyuan, etc.

Going further inside, there is plenty of spiritual energy, and no disciples or masterless spirit beasts are allowed to enter.

The main peak of Xianshan Fudao, the core area, is the inner disciples living alone in Mulu, and the elders' gardens and other places. The errand disciples are even less qualified to come.

But Junior Brother Lin recognized Elder Chuangong's villa at a glance. How could he be so skillful like visiting the backyard garden he planted at home?

Jian Nanchun slowly raised a question mark in his heart and was about to ask a question.

It was at this moment.

Behind the old wooden door, two unanimous sounds were heard, mixing together:
Chapter completed!