"Hong Luan, I had trouble finding you, yet you want to take me down with you?"
Hong Luan froze. She tightly grasped the corner of her clothes. Disbelief flashed through her deathly pale face, anxiety surfacing in her eyes.
It was her? No! She was already dead, so how could she be here?
She must be hallucinating!
"What? We haven't seen each other for three years, but you aren't willing to even take a look at me?"
The familiarly wicked voice near her ear caused Hong Luan to be unable to hold back her excitement. She slightly turned her head.
A girl in white stood silently at the entrance of the snowy mountain cave, sunlight shining on the unrivaled beautiful face. Her clothes were whiter than the snow that covered the ground, and her beauty had the ability to cause people to forget to breathe…
"Yun Luofeng…" This name was too distant, so distant that it caused Hong Luan's eyes to redden. "It's really you?"
