Zhuo Junyue took An An and Ningyan to watch the sunset in the back mountain, the sunset of the Spirit Clan was extremely spectacular.
The flowing clouds, under the illumination of the sunset, instantly turned into a silver gray, an orange-yellow, a blood-red, a purplish-red, resembling beautiful fairies in the sky fluttering their colorful brocade.
The afterglow reflected on the water, creating circles and circles of golden light, as if numerous gold pieces were scattered on the surface of the water.
"Daddy, you and mommy need to come back soon, An An will study hard. Grandma said that if An An learns well, in the future, she can divine astrology and understand yin and yang. When I grow up, I will help more people."
Ningyan and Zhuo Junyue couldn't help but exchange glances when they heard Little Bun say this.
Ningyan gently rubbed her head; it was already past New Year, and An An was five years old.
