"What harm is there in getting drunk for you? I only fear that when the wine wears off, heartache will tear me apart. Hmm... The scene of my old friend composing that poem is still vivid in my mind." Xiao Xing gazed at the rising sun in the distance and sighed. "I wonder how that world is doing now?"
"Are you thinking about the past again, Master?" Li Ruoxing blinked and asked softly.
"I suppose so... After all, thousands of years have passed in his world. And as a mortal, he must have long since gone to his eternal rest." Xiao Xing turned to look at Li Ruoxing, thinking, "What will become of the creatures in this world if the sun ever stops rising?"
"Master... The Yanghua fruit on the back mountain is ripe. How about we pick some and bring them to our junior brothers and sisters?" Li Ruoxing gazed at Xiao Xing. "We can also see how they're doing at the Immortal Sword Sect..."
"Hmm... All right. Remember to call Ninghua and the others." Xiao Xing nodded slightly.
"Though reincarnation brings so many changes, this child's aura really is exactly like that Nine-Tailed fellow's..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
