First Time Surfing the Net

Zhu Youniang separated from Feng Xia only after a long time.

Feng Xia was speechless, but actually, he still wanted more.

However, the girl only blinked and chuckled. "How is it, Xia? Do you feel the difference?"

"Difference…"

Feng Xia pondered for a moment and suddenly felt something appear in the zifu between his eyebrows.

He immediately focused his consciousness and looked at the vast primeval atmosphere in the zifu between his eyebrows. Soon, he found a silver thread.

The silver thread was very fine and floated in the primeval atmosphere. Sometimes, it would twist and change, turning into a small spider. At other times, it would light up and outline the form of a young girl.

In the primeval atmosphere, a few green lotuses floated over. Little figures of Feng Xia jumped down from the green lotuses one after another and looked at the thread curiously.

One of them walked forward and gently grabbed the thread.