The heavy city gate slowly opened in front of the woman, revealing the flying bridge that leads directly to the palace gate.
Warm white light poured down from the firmament, shining on her dress adorned with ice crystals, shimmering with radiant colors.
Kela raised her hand, the snow-white light surrounded her fingertips, she gently lifted a finger, and the white dragon perched on her left shoulder immediately approached, absorbing the glow into its body.
Then she raised her head to gaze at the flying bridge that arched across the sky like a rainbow, taking a slight breath.
She walked forward slowly.
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He Ao stretched out his hand, watching the drifting snowflakes land in his palm and slowly melt.
But before the snowflakes completely melted, new densely fluttering snowflakes fell onto He Ao's hand.
In an instant, his hand was covered with thick white snow.
