The cold wind howled, leaden clouds churned, and large snowflakes fluttered down, blanketing the mountains in white.
Xiao Chen stood silently, his body covered in snowflakes, gradually turning into a snowman.
From Distant Sky, several figures approached.
At the forefront was a white-haired young girl with a beautiful, ethereal countenance that radiated innocence and spirituality, resembling the pristine ice and snow, giving off an immensely pure and refreshing aura.
Her smile was so simple and untroubled, as if devoid of all worldly concerns, possessing an inexplicable power to tranquilize one's soul alongside hers.
Through the wind and snow, Xiao Chen saw the white-haired girl and his expression suddenly stiffened. Wasn't that Su Ying?
He had smashed through Tiger Fortress and destroyed the Palace of Sun God to save her, but after searching everywhere, how had she appeared on her own?