C250 (1/2)

Taking a closer look, if it wasn't Qin Yu, who else could this white-clothed youth be?

However, the fairy-like scenery before his eyes was really too shocking.

People could not help but wonder, was this really Qin Yu's Sea of Consciousness?

In reality, this was indeed Qin Yu's Sea of Consciousness.

The scene in front of him was called Spiritual Sense Condensation. Back then, he had spent dozens of years to gradually condense such a beautiful world of Sea of Consciousness.

Slowly arriving at the pavilion where Qin Yu was, the seven-colored youth's appearance had gradually become clear.

Qin Yu was still focused on playing the zither. He did not raise his head, but it was as if there were two eyes on his forehead.

He slowly opened his mouth to speak to the seven-colored young man, whose face had become clear, ”This is the right way. If it's not my appearance, then why pretend to be so tired!”

When he said that, the colorful youth's eyes that was looking at Qin Yu, shrunk immediately.

”Youngster, what do you mean by that?”

He stared at Qin Yu's primordial spirit and said solemnly, without blinking.

”Ding ding …”

The beautiful sound of the zither abruptly stopped.

Qin Yu suddenly raised his head, and said to him with a smile that was yet not a smile: ”This, do you still need me to point it out? You should know better yourself! ”

When the seven-colored young man heard his words, he went silent for a moment. His gaze swept across the surroundings, and soon, a look of shock appeared on his face.