Ling Ling, her face red, rode on Fu Ye's shoulders, her fair little legs clamped tightly around his neck. It was obvious she was putting her all into the "Deadly Scissor Kick."
In the original story, Mo Fan had been intimidated when he saw this cliff, but to Fu Ye, this height was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.
"Clamp your legs tighter. If you fall later, I won't be able to catch you."
Hearing Fu Ye continue to say such improper things, Ling Ling was so angered that her brain nearly stopped working.
"Hey, hey! Is it really okay for you to keep saying things that can so easily mislead little girls?!"
"Hm? Are you a little girl?"
"Uh..."
"Then there you go."
Fu Ye understood Ling Ling far too well. She had the body of a loli but the heart of a mature woman, understood every principle, and had followed the Cold Hunter King since childhood to hunt demons.
Yet it was precisely because she was too mature that she could never fit in with children her own age.
Amid Ling Ling's piercing screams, Fu Ye leaped straight to the top of the cliff where the Flame Fairy lived.
When Ling Ling opened her large eyes and saw the sight before her, her little mouth fell wide open.
It was clear that she was deeply astonished by the environment in which the Flame Fairy lived.
The mountaintop was covered in bright crimson maple leaves, and Fu Ye led Ling Ling into it.
At the center of the mountaintop stood a graceful, fiery-red figure. She, too, seemed surprised by Fu Ye and Ling Ling's arrival.
As Fu Ye approached with Ling Ling, the scarlet figure slowly rose from beneath the enormous tree.
The moment she stood up, Ling Ling