At that moment, Lin Xintong had nearly turned into a beautiful lifeless ice sculpture. Below her body, there was a patch of green gas that was being affected by the Yin frost Qi. It turned into crystalline ice, and it was shattering from the cold.
With the last bit of her strength, she slowly moved her hands that no longer had any feeling with great difficulty. Her slender fingertips were covered in crystals as she gently picked an ice flower up.
Such an ordinary but beautiful nameless flower had been implicated by her, resulting in certain death…
A teardrop fell from the corner of her eyes and it quickly froze into an ice crystal. Then it fell onto the grass.
Sound became even more distant as the scene in front of her seemed to blur.
She knew that she was reaching the end of her life…
At the moment of near death, countless numbers of scenes flashed past in her mind before finally stopping on the youth's determined and slightly childlike face.