Xi Mushan immediately rushed forward. What greeted his sight was Shen Wenna's pale and bloodless face. Her beautiful hair was messy and she looked lifeless. Even her breaths were weak.
Xi Mushan felt his heart ache. His expression instantly turned rigid and pale as he quickly reached out to hold Shen Wenna's slender hand. He could feel her cold temperature through her palm.
His body involuntarily trembled at that coldness. It was like his heart was being clutched by sharp claws and it hurt. That frigid temperature reached him and those sharp claws tightened a little too!
