In the ninth level of the sky, the fairy mist is curling up and the aura is overwhelming.
"Your nature is pure, so why don't you call me A Chun?"
Xiao Hua was just stunned for a moment, then hugged Yuan Mo with a smile as bright as a flower and nodded. Okay, my name will be A Chun.
"You were born because of me, and I have the responsibility to lead you to the path of immortality. From today on, you and I are master and disciple."
A Chun nodded in understanding, "Yes." He smiled softly, as if the whole world was moved by it.