Who Will Share This With Me (6)

Zhao Min's feelings for Li Yan had once wavered between choice and sacrifice. Li Yan's descent into the Yin Demon Cliff fissure had already surprised her; that had been a gamble with his life.

Yet after sending her father up, Li Yan had actually turned back to save her again. It made Zhao Min feel that the figure she so often recalled in her heart had truly been worth it.

Especially at the end, when she had felt that the two of them could not possibly both make it up and had blasted him away, Li Yan had still stubbornly refused to leave, continuing to fall with her into the endless abyss.

Though her heart was tense, in that instant, her fear of death had unexpectedly vanished.

Yet her voice remained incomparably cool.

"Take your hand away first. Even if you wanted to go up now, it would be impossible."

Li Yan looked at the jade-like beauty inches away from him. That face capable of toppling kingdoms remained as cool as ever, yet her words suddenly carried a trace of gentleness she had never shown before.

Hearing this, he froze for a moment. Only then did he remember that he still had an arm wrapped around her waist, and a flush of blood rose to his darkened face.

Though only a few breaths had passed, continuing to hold on like this did seem far too frivolous.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand. An awkward look appeared on his face, and for a moment, he did not know what to say.

Zhao Min merely shifted her body slightly outward. Since they were both inside the spiritual power barrier Li Yan had cast, there was not much room, making the overall scene seem somewhat intimate.

Zhao Min patted her Storage Pouch, and more