Xuanyuan Cheng was in a slight daze as he looked at the cultivators fighting down below.
Among those people were his classmates, his companions, his brothers… All of them were so valuable to him.
And then, there were An Lin and Xu Xiaolan, who were far away in Yue Tong City…
It was a pity that he wouldn't get to see them one last time…
Xuanyuan Cheng heaved a faint sigh, and even though he was feeling quite wistful, he still maintained a placid expression.
Shu Honglan had her arms around Xuanyuan Cheng's neck, and her head was resting on his shoulder. She suddenly said in a gentle voice, "Ah
Xuanyuan Cheng was taken aback by her sudden words. How many times had she confessed to him already?
He recalled that in the past, he had always brushed her off without giving her a definitive reply.