The two people beside him noticed the change in Feng Chu Ge.
Yao Ye looked at Feng Chuge in surprise.
He hadn't spent much time with Feng Chuge, and he had never seen her like this.
The aura around him was like an Asura from hell, carrying a monstrous chill.
Di Juechen also sensed the desolation around Feng Chuge.
He stretched out his hand and held Feng Chu Ge's hand tightly. Feeling the cold sweat on her palm, he said," My wife, it's alright now. I'm here…"
Like a nightmare, Feng Chu Ge fell into a desperate situation.
When she felt the warmth in his palm, her soul was pulled back.
She turned her head and met Di Juechen's smiling eyes.
Feng Chuge's heart warmed slightly, but he held his hand tightly.
Although the cold aura dissipated in an instant, the expression in his eyes had not recovered.