Time passed by, second by second.
The wounded healed, the dying saved, the poisoned detoxified—Shang Xiuxun and others had already brought various antidotes up here, cooperating with Sui Yi's medical treatment, achieving some positive effects.
However, while Sui Yi was performing detoxification, Shi Feixuan suddenly approached and lightly tugged at her sleeve. Sui Yi looked over immediately and saw in the vast snow, Fan Yin had already stood up, the ice and snow on Qi Lian melting away, held in Wu Xie's arms.
"Thank you," Wu Xie hoarsely said.
Fan Yin shook his head, his lips moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing, slowly ambling to the edge of the snowy ground, intent on leaving.
For some reason, many people felt that his silhouette at this moment seemed somewhat strange.
Just like that, he's leaving?
"Fan,"
Sui Yi gently called out to him, and Fan Yin turned his head, seeing Sui Yi already beside him, also gazing at the vastness of the Western Regions below.
