This was the first time Chen Feiyu had seen Wu Runyue looking so frail. He pulled her slender waist tighter and said with a smile, "With me here, I won't let anything happen to you."
"Mm!" Wu Runyue nodded heavily. She looked down and saw only a vast, hazy blur. The fierce wind whipped her hair across her face, making it difficult to keep her eyes open. She could only barely make out the shape of mountain ranges below. Pale with fright, she asked, "If we fall from such a height, will we... will we die?"
"Of course not!" Chen Feiyu laughed boldly. He looked up and swung his sword, sending a beam of sword qi soaring into the sky, which dissipated a portion of the force of their descent. With high spirits, he declared, "The sword light illuminates the void, and the sky turns azure. My fate is in my own hands, not the heavens'! What can a mere five-thousand-meter drop do to me?"
Chapter 848