The beautiful scenery of Fairy Lake made people forget to return. This caused the middle-aged man to stay here for a year just to see it again.
Ye Sheng was somewhat interested.
Kun Yu's mind was already on Fairy Lake. He said, "Let's go there quickly."
The middle-aged man said, "There's still some time before we go."
"But we still have to occupy a place."Kun Yu was impatient.
Ye Sheng was helpless. He said goodbye to the middle-aged man, pulled Kun Yu, and performed a movement technique.
After passing through the crowd, Ye Sheng moved forward quickly and soon arrived in front of the Fairy Lake.
Under the moonlight and starry sky, a large river meandered, looking like a painting on the ground.
The starry sky, the grassland, the Silver Lake, and the Bright Moon were all combined together. A quiet and beautiful feeling washed over them.