Feng Lianqing I

Feng Ruqing nodded slightly. However, without seeing Xiao Ya with her own eyes, her heart seemed to be unable to be at peace.

***

Spiritual qi was dense at one of the peaks that disappeared into the clouds on the mountain range.

In a deep pool, a black dragon was circling in the spiritual pool where thick mist gathered. It was obviously very comfortable, and by its side, two little servants were massaging it.

"It is still more comfortable in the old home. The spiritual qi is so much thicker than in Cang Yue Mainland. The only pity is that Little Nine is missing."

Yes, if Little Nine was here, then it would be even better…

Suddenly, the black dragon raised its head and looked at the sky. It suddenly squinted, and a different light flashed in its eyes.

"Was that Little Nine's breath just now… ?"

His Little Nine had long been carved into his memories. Even if she was a thousand miles apart, it could notice her presence.

Swish!