Feng Xuan's Recovery
Silent.
It was dead silent.
There was no other sound reverberated at this moment; if it was allowed to embellish things a little bit, the silence was so unnerving that no one dared to gulp loudly.
Everybody present stood there unmoving as if petrified.
Their jaw gaped; some breathed a cold breath, some even forgot breathing.
Even Feng Xue looked at Myriad Flame with awe.
Grand Alchemist Chen Xi even more so, his gaze became fervent and so intense that calling him a fanatic was only an understatement.
The Myriad flame languidly flew back to Snowy.
It flickered and bounced, dancing around Snowy's body like an excited pet.
If it had ears and tail, it must have been wagging and twitching right now.
Snowy looked at Myriad Flame with amused, showing in the faint smile which appeared on her face.