"Uncle Master, save me!"
"Uncle Master Qiushui, I don't want to die! Save us quickly!"
Yang Shan and Qian Yue fell from the sky, struggling frantically and continuously screaming in terror.
Their cultivation was too weak; they couldn't perform sword flight, nor did they have a flying magical treasure. Falling into the deep mountains from such a height meant certain death.
Lu Ming cried out in panic, "Brother Yang, Sister Qian Yue, think of something quick, I haven't even gotten married yet!"
"Little White only listens to Uncle Master's words, we're doomed this time!" Wang Hou closed his eyes in terror.
Facing death for real, one cannot describe how terrified they felt inside.
"Senior Brothers and Sisters, my Ice Attribute can protect everyone, no need to panic," Gu Chenfeng suddenly spoke, his eyes showing no sign of panic at all.
Hearing Gu Chenfeng's words, Yang Shan and the others saw him as their last hope and were overjoyed.
