Ling Yun looked at the brightly lit city of Shangjing, but suddenly missed the never-ending wind on the Cyanwood Mountain. In fact, the cliffs on the Cyanwood Mountain were filled with rare and exotic animals, and were extremely dangerous. There was also the natural chasm that took her tens of thousands of years to cross. It was not a place that could be called beautiful. But now she wanted to go back there, Ling Xiao's nagging seemed to still be in her ears. She lay down on the soft tail of the second senior sister and was lazy. The third senior brother scratched her awake with foxtail grass. She chased the third senior brother to seek justice. The sixth junior brother became an innocent shield. The white dress of the fourth senior sister flashed in front of her. She stretched out her hand to grab it, but it was in vain. This wine is intoxicating, she thought in the sea of consciousness.
Intention: The world is so big that you can be at ease