This night, Chen Tang stayed in the basement, keeping company with Lin Chuxue...
As they talked into the midnight, Lin Chuxue grew tired, and Chen Tang lay down on the altar, spreading his arms to let Lin Chuxue rest her head on his arm and sleep nestled in his embrace.
She must not have had such a peaceful sleep for a long time, even a smile remained on her face in her dreams, and one hand tightly gripped Chen Tang's clothes as if she feared he would disappear once she woke up.
Tang Yurou and Shui Qingrou, seeing this, had red-rimmed eyes but smiles of relief on their faces.
Before them, Chen Tang and Lin Chuxue lay on the cold, hard altar. One of them had seven parts of their body penetrated by the roots of the Bloodthirsty Corpse Asura, rooted in the altar, making it impossible even to turn over.
The scene looked miserable, yet it moved people in an indescribably warm and touching way...
