The Same Lava in a Different Pond

Jing Jiu was gazing at the Abyss quietly, disregarding whether the Abyss would respond to his gaze.

After a long while, Cao Yuan's voice burst out at last, "Why did you ask me this question?"

Jing Jiu said, "I might relate your story someday; so I need to verify it first."

It was Lian Sanyue who had told Jing Jiu this story; she would not have lied to him. However, Jing Jiu wasn't sure if it was the case in which a boy in love had made up an extraordinary story to impress his lover; as such, he had to come all the way to the underground of the Cold Mountain and ask Cao Yuan in person.

"It's true."

Cao Yuan's voice was heard again after a long pause.

"I'll come to see you off when you take your leave."

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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue came to the upstream of the lava river from the downstream.

The hot lava was flowing slowly between the rocks; it was not very bright because it was covered with a layer of ash.