Battle With The Sickle Weasels Wind Beasts

"Who are you?" Xiu Wanxue shouted out, surprised. Was this Mo Meifen or someone else pretending to be him?

"Snow..." When he felt her breath and heard her voice, his dimmed golden light lit up.

He raised his head, and what came into his view was the face of a person that he carved dearly into his soul.

"Snow! You're alive! I'm your A'Fen." He was so happy that he hugged her immediately and buried his face in her neck.

He couldn't describe his mood right now. He thought that she was finished because, at that time, his eyes were red because of his blood and tears. He couldn't see the situation clearly, and he was afraid to see her cold corpse.

Everything happened in less than a second. The sickle claws of the two Sickle Weasels were extremely fast, faster than when people blink their eyes.

"I'm alive; I'm fine." She subconsciously dodged his hug, but he was faster than her when he hugged her tightly in his arms.