This sentence seems to have magical power, every time it comes out of Ye Feng's mouth, it can make Yan Ziyuan feel at ease inexplicably.

Whenever she was in distress and she was scared, it was Ye Feng who saved her again and again and comforted her again and again......

Ye Feng ...... Why are you always so nice to me......

But I already have a feast...... I'll end up with Ziyan......

What are you going to do?

What are you going to do?

How can I repay your affection?

Ye Feng, I can't wait to split myself into two......

Yan Ziyuan's tears burst out of her eyes, like pearls with broken threads, falling one by one, wetting her cheeks, falling on the stone next to her, slowly seeping into the ......

A drop seemed to fall on Ye Feng's hand, and he instantly withdrew it as if he had been burned.

Yan Ziyuan was startled, groped and shook it, and her voice seemed to carry a great grievance: "Ye Feng ......"

Ye Feng's hand groped to wipe away Yan Ziyuan's tears, but he couldn't finish wiping it, he sighed, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Zi Kite...... Don't cry, I'm fine, and I won't let you have anything to do......"

He coughed suddenly, and although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't stop for a while.

Yan Ziyuan's eyes widened, wanting to see what Ye Feng's situation was, but it was still pitch black: "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, what's wrong with you?" You're seriously injured, aren't you?! Does it hurt? Why do you cough non-stop? ”

Tears seem to be pouring out again.

Ye Feng had stopped coughing at this time, his voice seemed to be a little weak, but this weakness was fleeting, and he said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a little flesh injury, I accidentally inhaled the dust that drifted down just now, so I coughed a few times......"

Dust?

Perhaps......

Yan Ziyuan's chaotic mind calmed down for a moment, and she held Ye Feng's hand tightly, as if she wanted to draw courage from this hand.

She held his hand and did not dare to relax at all.

Feel that he is real by her side, she is not alone in this dark underground, Ye Feng is accompanying her......

She felt a little clogging in her chest, and the boulder pressing down on her side made her a little breathless.

She wanted to push the boulder away from her, but she didn't have the strength.

"Ye Feng, are we going to die here?"

"No--Azusa kite, you have to hold on...... You can ......" Ye Feng's voice was slightly urgent.

"But...... But...... This is thousands of feet underground, you ...... You're trapped too...... We are buried here, how can we get out......" Yan Ziyuan's voice was full of helplessness.

"Master Han and Miss Ning will come...... Don't be discouraged, ...... azusa kite"

The space was extremely cramped, sealed with rocks, and after a few moments the oxygen began to run low.

Yan Ziyuan gradually felt cold, the feeling of suffocation in her chest became more and more severe, and her head was a little groggy, as if she would fall asleep in the next second, she muttered in a low voice: "Ye Feng...... I'm so sleepy......"

Ye Feng held her hand and tightened suddenly: "Zi Kite, you can't sleep!" ”

Yan Ziyuan was awake for a moment: "I don't want to sleep either...... But I'm really sleepy...... Is it okay for me to sleep for a little while? ”

Ye Feng patted her hand, and her always calm tone finally had a hint of panic, and the words finally became more: "Zi Kite, you can't sleep!" I can't wake up when I sleep! You think about your family, who are waiting for you at home! Yours...... The husband is still outside the cave......"