In the sea of flowers, Zhang Qiling and Qingye stood side by side. The fiery red blossoms were vibrant and full of life, yet Qingye stared fixedly at a flower stalk, as though she could trace the stem all the way down to see through the root system buried beneath the ice.
Qingye glanced at the withered, spherical creature lying near Zhang Qiling's feet. "Xiaoguan, should we make a move?"
Zhang Qiling nodded resolutely. He slowly reached into his arms, gently tucked the small rabbit into Qingye's hands, and took the Bronze Pestle from her.
Chapter 477