Huo Ling caught a falling, sparkling blue light. When the blue light landed on his palm, it was absorbed on his skin. Huo Ling felt a chilling cold crawled from his palm towards his wrist, his arm, all over his body. "Ha – " a soft gasp came out of his mouth, followed by the release of a puff of smoke when he felt his mind cooled along with his heart. A sharp and cold pain hit his brain and heart at the same time. Then, his eyes became mirrors, reflecting the countless green and blue sparkling lights continuously falling from the sky and onto the city. They sparkled inside Huo Ling's eyes like stars.
Yi Bing blinked and he made a pause. His gaze from the unconscious Qi Shan turned to Huo Ling who was standing in the veranda, gazing outside. "Huo Ling?" he called. This was the first time he called Huo Ling's name in this world – in this life.
