The moment the figure appeared, all the sounds coming from the surroundings disappeared instantly, and everyone had gotten their eyes fixed on that "person".
Eyes widening, Long Jiu and Qin Song were just standing there with their whole bodies stiffening.
There was a familiar ambience enshrouding around them, but they still couldn't believe all the things that they had just seen.
Stepping onto the grass, the tender and pretty figure walked slowly towards Meng Qiu. Wherever the person stepped onto, there would be flowers blooming from the ground, as if it was the fireworks that were coming out from the bottom of the feet, they were dazzling and beautiful.
The person walked to Meng Qiu and crouched down while looking at Meng Qiu who was almost transparent. The fair and long fingers stroked softly and faintly on Meng Qiu's forehead
