"Let's go, Xiaoyan."
Qin Yang lightly patted the Fire Flame Lion and said.
The Fire Flame Lion surged with power in its four legs, its fiery red mane dancing as it carried Qin Yang and Bi Luoyue, its figure like the wind, rushing towards the Fire Sparrow Mountains.
"Elder Han, I must have her!"
Watching Qin Yang and Bi Luoyue gradually disappear from sight, Ximen Feihua folded his ancient fan with a solemn expression.
"That girl's talent is indeed remarkable. If Young Master Feihua could be with her, practicing that twin cultivation technique, I'm sure the Patriarch would be supportive."
Elder Han nodded and said.
The Fire Flame Lion, like a rushing flame, quickly left Luocheng, with the Fire Sparrow Mountains already in sight.
Up ahead was a stretch of continuous peaks, the trees mostly in shades of red and yellow, but instead of fading, they emitted a vibrant energy.
