Swoosh!
A cluster of golden flames surged out and enveloped the thin layer of frost. In an instant, the frost melted.
Rong Xiu slowly opened his tightly shut eyes. "I'm fine."
His voice was low and a little hoarse.
How could he be fine? Chu Liuyue held his hand tightly and came in front of him, looking up at him. "Rong Xiu, what's wrong?"
Just now, she was focused on those strange balls of light and black fog and didn't notice Rong Xiu's situation. She didn't know why he suddenly became like this.
He looked a little tired, and his glabella was slightly furrowed. However, he had always been with her, and nothing seemed to have happened…
Rong Xiu shook his head and held her hand tightly. Then, he took a step forward and kissed her glabella. "It's nothing. I just feel a little uncomfortable here."