Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 81 Poetry
An Xiaoqian became even more excited upon hearing this, her face filled with eagerness to try. "You think so too? Great! I'll take you with me right now and head off to the distance..."

"Uh..." If time could go back, Hu Xiaobei really wanted to swallow back what he had said before.

Under the control of an expert who was an expert among experts, the two of them glided towards the layers of mountains outside the town.

The air currents in the mountains are far more complex than those in the town. It's like driving in a busy city, where unidentified objects may run around you at any time.

Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of An Xiaoqian's forehead. In the moonlight, they looked like crystal clear crystals. Under her slightly trembling eyelashes, her eyes were wide open, staring straight ahead without blinking.

There was a mixture of nervousness and novelty in her eyes. After all, this was her first time controlling the Shadow Wings, and her inexperienced hands were still a little awkward in controlling the "mechanism".

Every time she tried to adjust her posture, her lips would unconsciously tighten, and her pearly teeth would lightly bite her lower lip. Her movements were slow and cautious, just like a fledgling facing the unknown world.

When she encountered dense branches, her body stiffened noticeably, and then she moved a little hurriedly, her movements far less light and agile than before.

As she flew over the woods, her figure was fast, but like a headless fly. Branches occasionally brushed against her wings, making a slight rustling sound, and a trace of regret and self-blame flashed across her face.

In the mountains and forests, the night wind blows the branches and leaves of the trees, making rustling sounds, as if telling an ancient story.

An Xiaoqian's beautiful hair danced wildly in the wind, and a few strands of hair brushed Hu Xiaobei's cheek playfully, causing a ripple in his heart and making his eyes twitch slightly.

At this moment, An Xiaoqian was completely immersed in the beautiful scenery and this wonderful experience.

Excitement and intoxication burned in her eyes, just like the bright stars in the night sky, and a brilliant smile bloomed on her face, as if all the worldly troubles had been thrown behind her.

Little did people know that behind this gliding flight that seemed to be led by An Xiaoqian, Hu Xiaobei had been sitting behind the scenes assisting her and constantly making fine adjustments.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, constantly observing the changes in the air currents around him, as precise as an eagle's eyes locking onto its prey.

Whenever An Xiaoqian's control deviated, he would quietly turn slightly to the side, look around, and hold An Xiaoqian with one hand.

Although she seemed leisurely, she was actually exerting her strength secretly, adjusting the angle of the shadow wings covertly, applying subtle and just the right amount of assistance, quietly making up for her shortcomings.

Let it glide steadily along the air flow, ensuring that An Xiaoqian's adventure can continue safely and smoothly.

An Xiaoqian was immersed in the novel experience of gliding when suddenly, a strong air current hit her.

The shadow wings shook violently, and An Xiaoqian's face turned pale in an instant, her eyes widened in horror, her hands subconsciously grasped the control of the "mechanism", and her body shook violently.

She kicked her feet frantically in the air, trying to find her balance, but it was in vain.

The excited smile quickly disappeared, replaced by extreme nervousness and anxiety.

Her beautiful hair was blown wildly by the violent airflow, and she could only watch the surrounding scenery spinning around in front of her eyes, screaming in surprise, and her heart seemed to be in her throat.

Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei was experienced and he kept his composure while giving reminders.

With his reminder, An Xiaoqian quickly stabilized herself and continued to adjust the shadow wings according to Hu Xiaobei's instructions.

It took a lot of effort to stabilize, but An Xiaoqian didn't have time to calm down.

Suddenly, a thick fog appeared in front of them, like a thick white curtain, instantly covering them.

The fog was so thick that it was difficult to see anything a few meters away. Everything around became blurry, and only each other's breathing and heartbeats seemed particularly clear in the silent fog.

Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei has the ability of spiritual perception, but even so, he does not dare to be arrogant.

He frowned, thought for a moment, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity, and then he "took over the control" and plunged into the fog with An Xiaoqian.

An Xiaoqian's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a little scared. Her body unconsciously shrank towards Hu Xiaobei.

She stretched out her slender jade hand and tightly grasped the handrail. She turned her head and said with a slightly trembling voice, "Xiaobei, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be fine." Hu Xiaobei looked calm, and his determined eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thick fog.

Seeing this, An Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel certain, and gradually calmed down, no longer so "childishly afraid". After gliding for a while, they finally emerged safely from the thick fog. Suddenly, the view in front of them opened up, and a wide valley quietly spread out under the moonlight.

The moonlight was as soft as silver yarn, draped over the valley, the grass was green, and the dense dewdrops on the branches and leaves were shining with a cool light.

Flowers bloom quietly in the darkness, and the subtle fragrance floats in the air, as if making a silent invitation.

Night birds occasionally sing, and the ethereal sound echoes in the valley, as if playing a nocturne for the two uninvited guests.

They flew over a lake in the valley. At this moment, the lake looked like a huge black jade, emitting a cold luster under the moonlight.

"Hurry, he's going to fall into the water!" An Xiaoqian reminded anxiously.

"It's okay, just look at my Lingbo Weibu."

Hu Xiaobei shouted softly, and with the help of his wave-walking ability, he lightly tapped the water surface with his toes, splashing circles of crystal water, and using the reaction force to increase his height a little.

He took the opportunity to chant: "Walk to the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise."

An Xiaoqian seemed not to hear him reciting poetry, but she could hear the clear sound of water.

She slowly looked down and saw the ripples on the lake shimmering silver in the moonlight.

An Xiaoqian was so shocked that she couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, it's so beautiful! Xiaobei, I want to step on it a few times later."

Hu Xiaobei was worried that her shoes and socks would get wet, and she would catch a cold, which would not be good.

He took out the plastic controller and pretended to press a few buttons in front of An Xiaoqian.

Two dark shadows as thick as ink emerged, gradually extending from her calves to the soles of her feet.

An Xiaoqian, who had seen the world, was not at all panicked.

She took advantage of the lowering of the gliding altitude and imitated Hu Xiaobei's previous behavior, stepping lightly on the water surface with her jade feet, splashing circles of crystal water, and using the reaction force to rise higher.

After walking back and forth on the waves several times, she finally satisfied her craving for the graceful steps.

The two circled in the valley, occasionally diving quickly, feeling the thrill of free fall.

Sometimes it rises as if to touch the sky, and the clouds seem to be within reach.

An Xiaoqian screamed with excitement, and her laughter echoed in the valley.

However, Hu Xiaobei always paid attention to the time and consumption. After all, flying with An Xiaoqian consumes more energy than flying alone.

He stepped on the rocks and climbed up, gaining altitude several times, and the two finally reached a peak.

Hu Xiaobei looked into the distance and said softly, "Xixi, it's almost time. You have to get up early tomorrow, so we should go back."

Although An Xiaoqian was reluctant to leave, she nodded gently and said, "Okay, then can I fly when we go back?"

Hu Xiaobei naturally would not refuse. The mountains here are high, and as long as they control themselves properly, one glider would be enough for them to return to the hotel.

An Xiaoqian stood gracefully, her bright eyes filled with excitement and anticipation, gazing into the distance at the poetic, dreamy, hazy and tranquil night scene.

She opened her cherry lips slightly, and imitated Hu Xiaobei's previous behavior, shaking her little head and proudly reciting a poem: "When you reach the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise." The voice of the poem was crisp and pleasant, just like the ringing of a silver bell.

After saying that, the two smiled at each other, jumped up, and glided away into the distance under the vast night sky.

The breeze whispered in my ears, the stars led the way in the sky, and the two figures gradually disappeared into the vast night, leaving only a trace of their shadow in the sky.

(End of this chapter)