"Let’s go down for a talk. It is quite windy up here and I feel cold." Di Fuyi stretched his body.
"Alright, let’s go down to talk." Long Siye held Gu Xijiu’s hand and leaped down before everyone.
Gu Xijiu was wearing a light yellow tunic today. When she flew in the air she looked like a butterfly.
Long Siye was wearing a big white robe, so when he flew down he looked like a cloud. When both of them flew together it created a beautiful sight.
Everyone from Tianju Hall was stunned.
Even someone as boring as Gu Canmo could also sense something was not right. He could not help but look at Di Fuyi.
Di Fuyi was actually still smiling. He was leaning on a cushion prepared by Mu Feng and said only one sentence, "Carry me down."
So, Mu Feng carried him by flying down to the ground together with the other three messengers.
The rest of the people also followed suit and jumped down to the ground.
