At the snowy mountain peak.
Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, piling up on the ground, the surrounding temperatures plummeted, chilling people to the bone.
Heinzel Potter's pulse slowed, his body growing weaker, his breathing labored as his gaze lingered on her with reluctant parting.
Among the falling snow, his white hair almost merged with the snowflakes, his face exceptionally pale with no hint of blood, his features warm as jade, striking with unforgettable eyes.
Heinzel snuggled with her, his calloused fingertip tenderly stroking her lip, "Linda... don't cry..."
His gentle voice rose, but Linda Calvin's tears could no longer be held back, falling incessantly, the hot tears dripping onto the back of his hand.
She stubbornly shook her head, continuously transferring her cultivation into his body, "I will save you, I will save you..."
