Above the fairy mountain, the sunset faintly enveloped the top of the mountain. The two people hugged each other and looked at the sea of clouds. A touch of worry and a touch of joy had become part of each other's flesh and blood along the way. The wind was howling, and the white clothes were fluttering. Tianguan, who was watching romantically, suddenly turned his head and revealed two tiger teeth. He smiled with a warm smile, pointed to the middle of the mountain and asked Bi Lingling: "Do you remember the first time you appeared?" Bi Lingling, the closed disciple, looked at his feet, where there were lush green perillas in full bloom, vigorous and stubborn. Thinking of that purple color, and the astonishment of everyone when they first met, laughing and laughing, tears flowed down, "Well, I will always remember that I was lying on Master's back at that time and refused to come down!" Tian Guan held Bi Lingling's shoulders tightly and smiled...
