The twin-moon halo, refracted through the ice layers, enfolded the two embracing figures. Jiang Ye's Ice Soul Sword was stabbed upside down into the ice five paces away, the silver bell hanging from its hilt still trembling slightly.
The black ice pillar against Ye Shuli's lower back suddenly emitted a crisp crack, and her left hand, hidden within her sleeve, instinctively tightened around the dark element crystal core until she saw it was only the ice naturally cracking and relaxed her fingers.
"What are you hiding in your sleeve?" Jiang Ye's nose brushed against her earlobe, his fingers already deftly sliding into the fox-fur-trimmed cuff.
Chapter 564