Sigh…
Three months after Zhao Gongming's wedding in Little Qiong Peak, Ling'e seemed to be in low spirits. She walked aimlessly by the lake. She held the willow branch in her hand and gently swept the fallen leaves on the ground.
Ah, after Li Changshou returned, he often muttered 'Big Brother'. She could not tell if he was fierce or stern.
A few spiritual birds chirped. The morning of the Little Qiong Peak was filled with the warmth of the sun. Under the sparkling lake, the variety of spiritual fish became richer.
Ling'e recalled that Youqin Xuanya had returned from killing the demons last night. Her senior brother had called her, Lingli, and Senior Sister Youqin together. She could not help but smile happily.
"One thing. I have already discussed with the Chaos Bell. If necessary, I will protect the Little Qiong Peak and fly out of the Primordial World to the Xuandu City.