Cheng Xiu felt her entire body freeze at that moment. The entire area around her froze with her.
A figure in a black robe and golden mask appeared beofre her, his long hair flying in the wind.
Cheng Xiu blinked. "Yaksha."
Yaksha raised his hands and intertwined their fingures together.
Cheng Xiu's mind froze along with her body.
The place where their fingers touched a warm glow emerged as Yaksha sent waves of Qi in to her veins.
The sparks of black flame that had emerged in the palm of her hands got snuffed out.
Her heart thumped against her ribcage as she stared at the hand that held hers. It was pale and broad, and the fingers were long. If the man had not specifically changed his appearance of the appendage, then Cheng Xiu had to admit that he had beautiful hands.
She could feel the warmth of his hands even after the glow had disappered.
Was her hands always so cold?
