She had a sword tied around her waist, a ribbon wrapped over her eyes, and held a jade flute in her hand, her entire being as light as the wind.
She still seemed unable to see or hear anything, and probably didn't know what was happening. But at this moment, she seemed to sense the approaching wind and snow, with faint scales shimmering by her temples, reaching out like a kitten to grasp them. However, the wind and snow similarly didn't see her, passing through without a flake landing on her.
Pei Ye knew it was time for him to go over.
Just like the agreement in the Dream of Queen Mother of the West, he had faced many troubles along the way, but indeed, their paths led to the same end; she had long been waiting for him here.
Shengyu was outside Xuanpu, Jiao stood beside him, orchestrated by the Dream of Queen Mother of the West and the will of the Life Dog. The task Pei Ye had to undertake had always been simple.
