By the time Ning Qingxue woke up again, the sun was already up. Ning Qingxue found that the clothes on her body had already dried, however, her necklace's light seemed dull.
Ning Qingxue took it out and looked at it worriedly. When she saw the protection of the necklace, she felt an emotional attachment to it. It was like her friend, sacrificing it’s lustrous appearance to protect her.
Was it really just as Mumei had said; the last time, had this necklace also protected her in danger? Did the necklace turn dull last time as well? And as time went by, it recovered its sheen?
Putting the necklace down, Ning Qingxue investigated the situation her own body was in. There seemed to be some extra power in her dantian. She could use the power inside of it however she liked.
