In the violently rolling viewpoint, he flew over the small, yellowish village and smoke like a light swallow, passing above the clear river.,Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.,Deep within Lu Jiangxian's heart, a surge of curiosity and joy arose. That sliver of lunar halo seemed to have gathered enough strength, drifting down onto him.。