From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,He seemed a little afraid I'd change my mind, glancing back at me as he took a step.,Liu Feifei softened against my back, her head suddenly moving slightly, turning her face towards me.。