Chapter 19: The Little Girl
The cold-looking immortal seemed to be thinking wistfully of someone.
Wu Xingxue watched him for a while before withdrawing his gaze.
A certain feeling suddenly arose in his heart. He couldn’t clearly describe what it felt like, but he suddenly lost interest in continuing to ask further.
Thus, when Ning Huaishan came over, he only saw his City Lord’s expressionless face—when he wasn’t smiling, the slightly down-turned corners of his eyes always seemed to carry a hint of annoyance.
At first glance, it made him look like he was extremely unhappy.
Wasn’t he smiling just now? Why is he unhappy again!
Ning Huaishan didn’t want to accidentally bring trouble to himself and bounced back next to Fang Chu without a word.
"What are you jumping back and forth for?" Fang Chu asked.
He was currently massaging his shoulder. On the wound where his arm had been cut off, some new flesh had already grown, carrying fresh blood, and looking a bit pinkish. In comparison, his face was bleak and pale, with a hint of green.