"Stop!" Suddenly, an outraged, familiar voice bellowed, making the whole crystal palace tremble.
"Qingjue!" Ling Chuxi looked around in surprise. Her calmness faded, replaced by excitement. He came! At every critical moment of life and death, he would always appear by her side. Warmth flooded her heart as she thought about it.
But when she saw the source of the voice, she was stunned. "Little White?! But how..."
Under the shining light of the crystals, Little White's pure white figure started to grow larger, and within seconds, a familiar slender figure with long silver hair and mesmerizing eyes appeared in front of Ling Chuxi. It was just like meeting in a dream, but it was so real.
