He wanted to pull this figure into his embrace!
He wanted to hold onto this figure, elusive like the wind, slipping through his fingers every time, to keep her by his side forever!
Grasping her tightly, so she could never escape again!
In Ye Qianming's eyes reflected the image of Luo Qingtong leaping down.
That blaze-like radiance flickering in his eyes, was like a fervent flame suddenly igniting in a cold, lifeless water!
It almost turned the stagnant water, which had been still for thousands of years, into a flame-like color, just like Ye Qianming's beating heart at that moment.
Watching Luo Qingtong jumping towards him, his fingers hidden under his sleeves suddenly twitched.
"Bang!"
As Luo Qingtong landed, she immediately pressed her hand on the ground!
"Arise!"
The youth's voice was clear, his smile unbridled.
After the Supreme Assassin Pavilion cleared away those layers of silver dust, what they faced was precisely this scene.
