Early the next morning, ten suns rose from the horizon at the same time. The cloud Crane Mountain, which had been quiet for the whole night, finally welcomed the first ray of sunshine. Xia Pingan stood on the top of the mountain, bathing in the morning sunshine. He watched the whole mountain wake up inch by inch under the sunshine. He was smiling with bright eyes and high spirits.
Although Xia ping 'an was the only one in He Yun mountain, a Summoner could never be lonely.
Wang Zhaojun, Xia laifu, and the Black Dragon stood beside Xia ping 'an. The Child of Fortune was riding on the Black Dragon, who was wagging its tail excitedly.
This scene was quite interesting.
from today on, I'm the mine owner of Heyun mountain, " Xia Pingan said as he waved his hand. A misty gate appeared under the valley under his feet. Then, miners and farmers walked out of Xia Pingan's Gate of summoning in phalanxes one by one in neat rows, as if they were reviewing soldiers.
