In their eyes, Lin Xuan was certainly dead. It was impossible for him to still be alive. These people all laughed, taking pleasure in his misfortune.
Feng Qingxue, however, was utterly despairing. Lin Xuan had saved her before, and she'd grown fond of him. She never expected him to die here. She was heartbroken, but no matter what, she had to go and search for him.
Just as she was preparing to go find Lin Xuan, a figure came speeding from afar. When the person arrived nearby, he stopped and said with a smile, "Qingxue, where are you going?"
Hearing this voice, Feng Qingxue paused and suddenly raised her head. The next moment, her eyes widened as she exclaimed, "Lin Xuan, you're back?"
"Lin Xuan is back? What?" Up ahead, Sun Hao and Zhao Feiyan were resting. Upon hearing this, they shook their heads and sneered. How could Lin Xuan possibly come back? That guy is already dead. Is Feng Qingxue hallucinating?
Thinking this, Sun Hao sneered and glanced back.
