"Lan Xi!" The man in black was terrified out of his wits and rushed forward to catch the girl before she hit the ground.
Far away, Mi Xi and Ya noticed the seal was broken and quickly ran over.
From a distance, they saw the man in black holding a girl in white, half-kneeling in the snow.
Lan Xi's delicate features were deathly pale at this moment. She looked at Ah Qing, reached out to grasp his wrist, and blood spilled from her lips, "Ah Qing, I'm so cold!"
"Not cold! I'm here." The man in black held her tightly and grasped her icy hand. "Lan Xi! Don't sleep, don't sleep!"
He didn't know what was happening to her. Although she seemed unharmed on the surface, her whole being was wilting as if she would disappear the next second.
"I won't sleep!" Lan Xi coughed, a crimson stain spreading on her garment. She smiled with a corner of her mouth, "If I sleep, will I forget Ah Qing?"
At her words, the man in black shuddered.
Could it be, she remembered what happened before.
