Feng Jiu who had left in the middle of the night, was resting by a tree. At least this mountain road was safe. After sitting on her flying feather and flying for so long, it was impossible for the people behind to catch up to her.
She took out some water from her space and took a sip. After taking a few breaths, she glanced at her surroundings and found that the place was quiet and there was no one walking around. Seeing this, she jumped into a tree with luscious leaves in the mountain to rest, she then closed her eyes and rested for a while before setting off again.
There was no one along the quiet mountain roads, only the sounds of leaves blowing in the wind could be heard occasionally. Among the fresh breeze and the green leaves, a figure was resting amongst the branches leisurely, as if merged with the tree, barely detectable by anyone.
