"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" Yan Tiannan looked at Rudolph, who had rushed to the bedside, and offered a slight smile; at this moment, he had seen through everything, and death was not frightening to him.
Bing Yun looked puzzledly at Nian Bing, who was supporting Yan Tiannan. Nian Bing nodded gently to her. Seeing the surprise in Bing Yun's eyes, he wanted to smile, but the words of Yan Tiannan kept echoing in his ears, making it impossible to smile.
Yan Tiannan's gaze turned to the Priestess of the Ice-Snow Goddess, "You've arrived."
The Priestess of the Ice-Snow Goddess merely flashed in form and appeared at Yan Tiannan's bedside, "It seems I'm not too late."
At last, Nian Bing faced the enemy of his heart. The stunning appearance of the Ice-Snow Goddess did not diminish his hatred in the slightest. He quickly lowered his head, fearing that the Priestess would see the hatred in his eyes.
