Setting Out

Mo Lian's heart was so flighty that he tossed and turned sleeplessly while hugging that little one stiffly. He had no idea when he fell asleep.

In her drowsiness, Qiao Mu felt the sounds of soft chatter entering her ears.

Qiao Mu lifted her heavy eyelids and looked about in a daze. She suddenly discovered that was surrounded by a hazy fog.

"You're awake." Mo Lian's mirthful voice rang out.

Qiao Mu fully woke up and stretched her small figure, whereupon she realized that she was sitting on a dragon's back, nestling in Mo Lian's embrace.

When she pivoted her head around, she saw many familiar faces.

"Senior Brother Situ, Senior Sister Liang."

"Qiaoqiao, you're awake." Liang Qingqing, who was chomping down on a cob of corn, beamed at her with two corn kernels still sticking to the corner of her mouth.

"Morning, Qiaoqiao!" A white-furred fox the size of a hill was flying beside the dragon.