The vegetation on the Angong Mountain was lush and beautiful. Once the spring begins, the flowers and plants on the mountain were suddenly like "a night spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms", the place was full of red and green, which was very gratifying.
On the mountain behind the Sacred Gate, a white shadow was shuttled among the dense forest. Not far away, there was a famous girl in a long skirt, watching the white shadow coming and going quickly with joy, her long eyelashes flickering constantly.
"Hoo... so happy." The boy stopped beside the girl abruptly, his whole body exuding a burst of heat, the long hair on his forehead pressed tightly to the skin, and he looked at the girl with a smile.
"Brother, you are now the person with the highest level of cultivation in the Sacreds." The young girl was Fei Li Ling, and the young man in front of him was of course Fei Hong, who had just left seclusion.