Imminent Destruction of the Ying Clan

Nanfeng Yunxi naturally wasn't imagining things. Qin Wentian had arrived. The moment he arrived, he already saw this shocking battle underway. With a sweep of his immortal sense, he immediately discovered that Nanfeng Yunxi was in danger and instantly decided to save her.

"Yunxi, it's me." Qin Wentian spoke lightly. Nanfeng Yunxi's entire body trembled violently as her eyes kept widening, revealing a dazzling light, staring fixedly at this man before her.

His white robes portrayed his magnificence, his black hair fluttered in the wind. Even his demeanor was way more outstanding compared to the past and he was even more handsome now. Beside him, Qing`er and Mo Qingcheng were quietly standing there. This must be reality.

"You…" Nanfeng Yunxi's ruby red lips trembled slightly as though she wanted to say something, yet she couldn't form a coherent sentence. He was alive? He was actually still alive? Was this true? Doubts kept flashing through Nanfeng Yunxi's mind.