Ye Tian glanced at her curiously, "Do you know what just happened??"
"I don't know, but my intuition tells me that you saved me." A faint smile appeared on her pale face, "By the way, my name is Yue Linglong, what about you?"
"Yue Linglong? Why isn't your last name Chu??" Ye Tian stroked his chin, a glint of wisdom in his eyes, then he smiled and said, "My name is Ye Tian, are you feeling better?"
"A lot better. Every time the cold attacks, it's like many piercing ice cones stabbing into me. It's very painful and cold."
"But now I feel warm, warmer than I've ever felt before, as if sunlight is shining on me."
Yue Linglong's smile was bright. Although she had an ordinary face, she possessed the beauty of the Luo God.
Looking at the girl's smiling face, Ye Tian's heart skipped a beat, a pang of inexplicable pain.
