Broken Neck

When Zhao Shuning brought the youth out of the cave.

It was early morning.

At this time, the air in the Misty Mountain was very fresh. Zhao Shuning stretched her body and then, the youth followed suit.

Indeed, it was better to live in the outside world. People would die from the grievances of living in a small cave inside it.

"Your hair is a bit disheveled."

Zhao Shuning turned around and saw the young man looking at her with a smile.

Fortunately, she was looking for something and threw it into the Bag of Universe. Thus, she lowered her head and rummaged through it carefully. She really did find a hair ribbon.

The hair band was the luster of silk, more inclined to the white of the moon.

He had prepared this gift for his elder brother previously. He didn't expect that he would have to give it to the young man in front of him now.

"You, squat."

Zhao Shuning pointed to the ground and he obediently squatted down.