Huang Bao and Wan Lie immediately left, following the two of them, for a moment he stopped in front of the door and took out a stick that was only a few centimeters in size from his trouser pocket. It was one of his magic items. The wand was capable of transporting two people to a very faraway place like a vehicle. The elder used it very rarely because he had always preferred the teleportation paper to the stick.
While on the other hand, Fu Xie Lan was already far above ground level, admiring the view from her position.
The curving river, the vast expanse of weed fields, the neatly lined hills, along with the expanse of flowers spoiled her eyes. Residents' houses lined up like forming a line of royal soldiers also did not escape her view. Some buildings that seem rather tall and large are gathered in one place, while in other parts there are houses that are so small.
More like forming clusters as if to show the world that their status is very different.