A few thousand li away from the outskirts of the Demon Capital, there was a vast forested region so huge that it seemed without boundaries, stretching across an inexhaustible expanse.
At dawn, atop this massive wilderness, there appeared a white crane.
Mounted on top of the crane, there was a fiendishly handsome young man as well as an extremely beautiful, pure-looking girl. The girl’s head rested gently against his shoulders, leaning her body lightly upon his.
The young man gradually opened his eyes, but remained motionless, afraid that his movements would disturb the girl.
These two were none other than Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng’s eyelashes fluttered, as she slowly woke up. Her eyes were like crystals, sparkling with a pure glow and then flickered, her countenance reddening as she moved her head slowly away from him.