"Be careful!!"
In an unknown cave, when Lin Yi, holding Zhang Xinying and Ai Wen, was swept into that eerie vortex, it felt as though they had fallen into a bottomless black hole, uncontrollably descending.
During this, Lin Yi looked at Zhang Xinying with a serious expression and said:
"Hold onto me tightly!"
Lin Yi held Zhang Xinying in his arms, his back facing what seemed like a giant ancient beast's mouth, ready to devour. No one knew what lay beneath.
Lin Yi's intention was clear—to use himself as a cushion, giving Zhang Xinying a sliver of hope for survival.
Zhang Xinying understood Lin Yi's meaning, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed:
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
At this moment, Zhang Xinying could only repeat this word, her body tightly held by Lin Yi's strong arms, giving her no chance to break free.
Some might ask, why not use flying equipment?
Is it that they didn't use it?
In fact, they couldn't!
