On the icy surface, Liu Hongluan's steps were heavy as she carried Long Fei over such a long distance, depleting her strength.
With a "thud," Liu Hongluan fell down, and Long Fei, along with her, crashed onto the ice.
Liu Hongluan immediately panicked, cradling Long Fei's head, "Fei-ge, are you alright? We're already deep in the ice mountains of Wushan, Master Lu is probably here. Wake up, quickly..."
However, no matter how loudly Liu Hongluan called, there was no sign of Long Fei waking up.
Furthermore, Long Fei felt icy cold all over, his complexion as pale as paper.
Though he was not dead yet, any further delay, and he'd be close to death.
On the icy surface, the figure of "Ghostface" appeared.
He didn't seem in a hurry but walked steadily toward Liu Hongluan.
He glanced around at the surroundings; snowflakes were still falling from the sky. He reached out his hand, catching some cold snowflakes in his palm.
