311: C311 Goodbye White River(part I)

C311 Goodbye White River(part I)

It was only at this moment that Lin Hao witnessed the sceneries of this world.2

It was a flowerbed with countless mysterious flowers and plants in it. They were all competing for the beauty and the fragrance of the flowers. Due to the influence of the Spiritual Energy, the flowers and plants in this world had gained a lot of spirituality.

It was like an unknown white flower that was as white as a lily from his previous life. Under the influence of the Spiritual Energy, there were actually wisps of mist lingering on the white flower. It was as if there was water flowing in the air, spinning in the air. It was very charming.

It was also like that bewitching purple flower. On the side of the purple flower, one could actually faintly see some strange ribbons fluttering about. They were like the sleeves of a fairy, fluttering with the waves, and were extremely moving.

Lin Hao looked at the delightful flower garden in front of him. This place was Baihe's penthouse. As a disciple of the Inner Sect, Baihe was also the daughter of Artifact Refining Elder. She enjoyed the treatment of living alone in a pavilion. In front of her was an exquisite and elegant small building. It was Baihe's residence.

Lin Hao naturally did not come here to borrow money from Baihe. Baihe did not have money, but Baihe's father was rich.

Lin Hao had already experienced the ability to earn money in the Dao of Weapon forging.

The raw material was only twenty thousand mid-grade Primeval Stone. As long as he succeeded in refining it, he could sell it for at least fifty thousand Primeval Stone. The huge profits from the process was not something that the ordinary could accept. Of course, this price, including the success rate and Alchemist's own net worth, was actually very normal.

The Dao of Weapon forging was so profitable. As the Elder of Alchemy Peak, how could Wu Yan lack money? Lin Hao estimated that Wu Yan was one of the richest men in the entire Sect. Perhaps even the Sect Chief might not be richer than Wu Yan.

Lin Hao went forward and knocked on the door of the pavilion, even though he was standing outside the pavilion. The closed door of the pavilion was emitting a sweet scent. It was not the smell of ordinary cosmetics, but the faint fragrance of lily and lotus. It made one's heart flutter.

"Who is it?"

A familiar and delicate female voice came from within. Even though no one had seen her, they had already heard the fresh and quiet voice. It was like the chirping of an oriole in an empty valley, pleasant to the ears.

"I am Lin Hao."

Immediately after, the tightly shut door slowly opened. This opening of the door made Lin Hao feel a little unreserved.

His long hair fell down like a waterfall, carrying with it traces of water droplets, making his originally gentle long hair appear even more beautiful. Baihe's entire body was covered in water vapor, and a pure white dress barely covered her fair skin. Her smooth skin seemed to be able to make people tear apart the thing that blocked her eyes. Carefully look at the true color of the country.

The blush on his face didn't fade away. It was as if a beautiful flower was born in the dark fog, causing one's mind to ripple.

At this moment, Baihe must have just taken a bath. Her clothes were extremely... cool. Just revealing her jade feet was enough to make the noblest gentleman become a pervert on a pilgrimage.

After washing her delicate hair, although Baihe usually had some light makeup on, but after she took a bath, it was like a lily blooming on the horizon. Being nourished by the rain and dew, it was extremely beautiful and attractive.

"Big Brother Lin Hao, why are you here?"

Baihe saw Lin Hao blankly standing at the door. She only smiled slightly and the beauty of the city bloomed in an instant. For a moment, even the flowers in the flowerbed lost their beauty.

"Big brother Lin Hao, you can come in first. Don't stand in the outer sect like a fool." Baihe dragged Lin Hao into the room without giving him any explanation.

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