The last thing... Ji Lin.
Now, in the Imaginary Space, although Xu Yanwu had used the Shennong Cauldron to stabilize Ji Lin's soul, her soul had still been struck by Chi You's self-destruction.
Whether she could pull through... still depended on Ji Lin herself.
Although... Xu Yanwu thought so, he still could not help worrying about Ji Lin and Lianshan.
What worried Xu Yanwu most was whether, if Ji Lin failed to pull through, Lianshan would choose to die alongside her...
Five thousand years ago, Lianshan had stayed because of Shenzhou.
Now... there was nothing left that could stop Lianshan from being with Ji Lin, not even death.
And just as Xu Yanwu thought... in the corner of the Imaginary Space that Xu Yanwu had specially opened for Ji Lin and Lianshan, Lianshan set the Shennong Ruler and Xuanyuan Sword aside. Then he sat down, holding Ji Lin so that she could lie properly in his arms.
"Lianshan, I may not have much time left." Ji Lin took Lianshan's hand and said, "Lianshan, I'm truly happy... so happy... that I could see you again."
"We still have a long life ahead of us... If you want to see me, you can do so anytime."
Lianshan eased his hand out of Ji Lin's grasp, only to immediately hook his little finger around hers.
Lianshan's voice was gentle. "I still have so many things I haven't told you. Do you remember the stories I used to tell you?"
"I have new stories now. I still want to tell them to you, and I still want to make pastries for you."
"There is plenty of time... and the stories are long too."
"Ji Lin... stay alive. I still have so much I want to tell you."
Yet Ji Lin shook her head at