An important treasure of the Immortal Sect was stolen, and the five Immortal Sects gathered together to find the trace.
Everyone praised Liang Yi for being as gentle as jade, but only Xuan Mo could see through the dampness in his eyes.
"You had the same expression when you cut open my golden elixir in the previous life."
Liang Yi smiled and wrapped Ling Yize's belt around his fingertips, while his peripheral vision locked onto Xuan Mo's pale face.
——He came back from rebirth only for two things: to take revenge on all his enemies, and to let Xuan Mo also taste the feeling of heartbreak.
But when Chen Yuan's poisonous sword pierced his chest, it was Xuan Mo's blood-stained hand protecting him.
"Liang Yi..." The man was dying but still smiling, "Can you look at me one more time now?"
