After a quick judgment of direction, Xiao Chen pulled Lan Yue along, heading towards the right.
Lan Yue watched him holding her hand tightly, and the ease she felt upon leaving that burial chamber suddenly vanished, replaced by a heaviness.
In that chamber where only the two of them were present, they could forget about the deep-seated animosity, let go of years of grievances, resist the Ghost Fire Array together, and even face death with calmness.
However, upon leaving that chamber, all realities and shackles would return to burden both of them.
An Ziqi, Xiao Moli, even Xiao Chen's parents, Lan Huan, and all the others were still in the chamber.
Eventually, they would have to face reality. How long could they continue holding hands like this…
Feeling her low spirits, Xiao Chen turned his head and saw her hiding her desiccated hand in her sleeve, thinking she was worried about not being able to recover.
