If she had not experienced it herself, she would not have thought that such a thin silk could bear the weight of an adult. When she fell into the abyss, it was the silk that grabbed her and hung her on the edge of the abyss, but she did not dive into it.
At that time, she almost felt the splashes of water from the underground river splashing on her face, and she also felt the damp and cold air from the underground river. But it was too dark there. She could hardly see anything. It was a dark underground river. There was almost no light in it. It was a world of death.
If she had fallen into it, she would not have had a chance to live.
But she had hung herself above the river! At that time, she did not know whether the silk from the ice silkworm had reached its limit or someone had grabbed the silk in time.
