Feng Chuge raised his head. Through the veil, his eyes were still clear and bright.
That gaze was too hot. Even through the veil, she could still feel it clearly.
The hand that was clenched slowly tightened.
Ah Chen, I'm someone who died once. I've been through both life and death, and I've been through so much just to meet you…
Di Jinglian stood in the crowd and watched this scene. His heart, which had been hanging in the air because of Feng Yuanhang's ruckus, finally relaxed.
Not only Di Jinglian, but almost everyone else gasped for breath at this moment.
The meatball, which had not shown itself for a long time, had a big red flower tied to its body today. It leaned lazily against a tree not far away and looked at the scene here. There seemed to be a smile surging in its blue eyes...
..
And at this moment, in a pavilion on a fake mountain in the Cloudy Sky Academy, a man dressed in red was fighting against the wind, sensing everything from afar.