“Elder sister!” Chu Yueli exclaimed, and hurriedly chased after her.
Shui Wushuang and Wu Xuexin looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
As for Xia Qingyue… She sat there unmoving. Her gaze was even more thoroughly stationary, without a single tint of color and focus as she looked forward. Even her breathing and heartbeat had completely stopped. In an instant, her entire person had become a lifelessly beautiful, ice statue…