"After fifty years of separation, there are still people who remember me." The graceful figure behind the curtain chuckled. Although she called herself "Lao Shen", it was clearly the melodious voice of a girl.

Everyone complimented a few more, and some of the younger ones present, who had never seen the two beauties in their former glory, curiously poked their heads around and looked at the curtain a few more times, hoping to get a glimpse of their real faces.

"How could I forget this?" But suddenly I heard someone laughing after drinking, and said wildly: "Back then, Fairy Nie Yin and Fairy Huatang were both known as the two beauties in the world of immortality. Countless people flocked here just to catch a glimpse of you two.

It’s hard to forget the majestic style, the streets are deserted, and such a grand scene! It’s a pity that beauty is fleeting and beauty fades away. Now that Fairy Huatang has passed away, no one will compete with you for the title of the most beautiful woman in the world of immortality!”

His laugh was harsh.

The whole place fell silent.

This cannot be said without hurting my heart.

It can be said that one sentence offended two people.

Everyone's eyes turned to Yu Hualan, who was sitting in the main seat, and then quietly looked behind the curtain.

The competition between Fairy Nie Yin and Fairy Huatang for the limelight caused a lot of commotion back then. Although the two of them were both called the two beauties in the world of immortality, but... whoever had seen Yu Huatang's appearance, how could they take notice of Fairy Nie Yin.

Although Fairy Nie Yin is beautiful, it is only the beauty of the mortal world. Outlined and drawn, it can always fall on the paper.

But the beauty of Yu Huatang is the kind of beauty that is not like the mortal world, like the beauty of an immortal descended into the world. When the painter picked up the brush, he could only sigh and throw away the brush as he felt powerless.

It's not a level at all.

Not to mention, everyone in the world didn't know that Yu Hualan loved his sister as much as her soul. Since Yu Huatang passed away three years ago, no one dared to mention this matter in front of him.

For a moment, the dancing and music stopped.

Fairy Niyin was shaking with anger behind the curtain.

Fifty years have passed, why is there still someone talking about Yu Huatang?

If Yu Huatang hadn't died, she would never have stepped out of the Xuanji Treasure Pavilion!

But Yu Hualan raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass. The smile on his lips did not change: "Why did you stop? Keep dancing."

He looked to both sides again: "What were you talking about just now? Where did you say it?"

No one dared to mention it again, they all avoided the topic as if to cover up their embarrassment, and started laughing again somewhat deliberately.

However, the man just now didn’t know whether he was really drunk or stupid. After a glass of wine, he said reluctantly: "Since Fairy Huatang has passed away, why not take this opportunity to let us see the gallery on Huatang Mountain?"
Chapter completed!