"Are you a bit nervous?"
Noticing a hint of emotional change in Fairy Yanyun, Qin Yang looked at the woman beside him and asked.
Actually, it's not hard to understand. After seven years, returning to the city she once lived in, even though Yanyun usually has a heart as still as water, she might not be calm at this moment.
There are memories from her childhood here, and some memories that cannot be erased.
"I still remember the mountains and rivers here, that's Mount Miaoxiang below."
"There are many low-tier demon beasts and spirit fruits on the mountain. My father and grandmother brought me here when I was young. After I learned magic as a child, I came here for practical training."
Fairy Yanyun's clear eyes passed through the distance of space, gazing at the mountains below, she said.
Qin Yang's gaze also followed over.
The place Yanyun referred to as "Mount Miaoxiang" is a range of mountains, not very high, mostly flat plains.
