Looking around, tall peach trees grew, their branches stretching out, with blossoms that resembled clouds of rouge. Pink mists drifted through the air, like a painter had sketched a spring landscape.,She arrived at the large stone in the distance, where another round-faced girl in sportswear sat astride a white direwolf, stretching out her hand to pull the girl in white up. She said impatiently:,A golden spirit is a mid-level talent. There are many settlement policies and benefits in any city that can attract them.。