Fine rain like silk, descending from the sky.
Having passed the tumultuous spring, the seventh year of Tianyuan has entered the eventful summer.
Between heaven and earth, a majestic mountain range stretches out, its length immeasurable, like a giant dragon sleeping.
Countless terrifying tornadoes connect the sky and the ground, forming a spectacular sight.
From time to time, escaping lights flicker through these tornadoes.
Important territory in the Eastern Domain, Yumen Pass in the sky.
A streak of sword light descends from the heavens.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!" Exclamations with a sneaky tone echoed from within the sword light.
"Be quiet." A cold voice sounded.
"This glamorous world mesmerizes, Master Mouse is shameless." The sneaky voice reappeared.
Lu Qingshan shook his head.
When it comes to this lively nature of the Xishu King, he sometimes feels both amused and irritated.
However, being lively is always good.
That way, one can stand firm against life's "difficulties."
