Time passed, second by second, and even the most beautiful moments always had an end.
Looking up at the tall man holding her, Xiang Luan saw a pair of clear eyes gazing intently at her.
"Yin Zhu, I will never forget the warmth you've brought me. Thank you." Gently breaking free from the embrace and forcibly shaking off that clinging feeling, Xiang Luan pressed against Ye Yinzhu's shoulders, not allowing him to follow her. A pale purple hexagram appeared before her, a flash of light, and the pure white unicorn had already carried her petite frame into the air, with a pair of pristine wings unfurled, they disappeared into the pitch-black night sky in the blink of an eye.
