The Phoenixes were afraid. From the moment they were born, that was the first time that they had felt fear.
Xiu was merely suspended in mid-air, and he did not budge an inch, but those two Phoenix also did not dare to move the slightest.
Shen Yanxiao's chest hurt so badly that she almost thought that it had been torn apart.
Cold sweat continued to trickle from her forehead.
Xiu seemed to have noticed her discomfort, and he ignored the two silly Phoenixes as he floated toward her. Then he reached out to carry Shen Yanxiao, who was about to collapse onto the ground.
Even though he had carried her, Shen Yanxiao did not feel the sensation of his skin. She did feel the invisible force that had held her up, but there was no warmth nor sense of touch.
Xiu looked at Shen Yanxiao, who had sweated profusely and said, "Bear with it for a few more moments." He knew the reason she was in that condition.
