"Please go up, Master," said the fairy suddenly.
Fu Xie Lan who had been deep in thought for a while didn't notice, since when had that swing been next to her?
Seeing the swing that looked very sturdy, Fu Xie Lan turned to where Master Liu was.
Getting a nod from the middle-aged man, Fu Xie Lan climbed a nearby swing very carefully.
After finding its most comfortable position, the swing slowly moved away from the stairs, out of curiosity, at glance, Fu Xie Lan looked up and found the fairy who was with her carrying the swing down. Yes, the swing she was in was moved by the fairy.
Fu Xie Lan was sitting there for a moment enjoying the scenery below, everything that entered her violet eyes amazed her. Like being in a dream, the girl had never thought in her previous life that she would be in a place like this.
It turned out that the territory of the fairy race was as beautiful as this.