After Xia Qing left, a certain space in the Thousand Peak City fluctuated faintly. Then, a huge Fire Cloud Wolf appeared. Its pure black wolf eyes stared in Xia Qing's direction for a long time without moving. Xia Qing had already left and disappeared far away. However, Little Fire stopped in the air quietly and watched foolishly.
Suddenly, Little Fire raised its head and let out a distant and long wolf howl. Perhaps nobody knew the emotions contained in this wolf howl. After looking at her deeply for a few times, Little Fire turned around and left without any reluctance, leaving only a beam of fiery red light.
Somewhere outside of the Thousand Peak City, Xia Qing had already cried with tears all over her face. That long, distant wolf howl came with the wind, again and again, making Xia Qing's tears flow endlessly like a clear spring, covering her face.
