Jin Qingyan stared blankly at the spot above, and the image of An Xiaoning smiling, as well as the sound of her voice, flashed through his mind. It was enough to motivate him and give him the endless power to pull through.
Gradually, Jin Qingyan stopped quivering and slipped into unconsciousness.
The initially-pleasant and sunny weather turned gloomy all of a sudden and it began raining cats and dogs.
Standing by the cave opening, Xiao Chenyang stared into the distance with a heavy heart.
Although centuries had already passed, his memory of the past was still fresh and clear.
He recalled the two of them acknowledging the same master when they were children and training together ever since they were young. They used to be the best of buddies and each other's closest kin.
Even though their master had disowned Jin Qingyan, he still held a special place in Xiao Chenyang's heart.
