The two embraced in the midst of the swirling snowstorm.
After a moment.
Jiang Miaoyin gradually regained her composure. In a hoarse voice she said, "Senior brother... this time I owe you my life again."
"Don't mention it."
Xie Xuanyi shook his head, speaking softly, "Divine Travel places a heavy burden on the Soul Sea, are you okay now, has your memory become disordered?"
"It's a bit messed up."
Jiang Miaoyin smiled bitterly, rubbing her temples.
Calamity after calamity, reincarnation after reincarnation.
Her Divine Sea was nearly breached.
"Do you still remember the last reincarnation?"
Xie Xuanyi asked nonchalantly.
"Let me think..."
Jiang Miaoyin tried hard to recall, intermittently asking, "Are you talking about the incident in Yusang City? The three saints appeared, and a mysterious person came to help..."
"And after that?"
"And after that... you took me to the North Sea..."
"And after that?"
"And after that..."
