Lin Heng drew in a deep breath, perfectly clear in his heart.
Nothing was more yang than an opportunity.
If one tiny little yin soul did not want to keep relying on kisses to maintain her vitality, then there was only one choice: prying open the clam.
A gentleman did what could be done, and Lin Heng still quietly loosened his trousers a little.
But he still could not take the initiative, because he was afraid that after Hua Qi woke up in shock, she would say, "Even if I die, I don't want you saving me this way."
Wouldn't that be the same route as Little Demoness?
So the best method was for her to take the initiative herself, to let her hold the reins.
Then he would move her with feeling and enlighten her with reason!
Lin Heng kissed her. Only after quite a while did her complexion improve somewhat, and she took the initiative to hook herself onto him again.
She seemed like a person on the verge of death who had suddenly grasped a thread of life.
She would not loosen her grip!
She would not let go!
If she had not followed him to the Underworld, actually, nothing would have happened to her at all.
But if she had not come, Lin Heng would not have known the secret that the Dragon Qi was incomplete, and he, Bai Yi, and Chen Changqin would have lost their lives beneath Yin Luo's hand.
The thread of cause and effect in the dark could be traced back to a long time ago. If, after capturing Hua Qi, he had furiously killed her because of Ye Tian, then would he also have died today?
For every choice, the result could not be seen at the moment, and maybe one