Chapter 1669

Both Harry and Dior rolled down a few meters down the slope before they were hit with another surprise. There was a big, deep pit below! Harry quickly reached out in an attempt to grab something, but he could not see anything. Only a scratch mark was left in his attempt. With that, the two of them fell into the deep pit, with Harry slammed on the ground before Dior fell on top of him heavily, and this evoked a groan from Harry. Other than her twisted ankle, Dior was fine. Harry, on the other hand, was flat on his back with fists clenched. His prepossessing face was beaded with cold sweat. Dior scrambled off of him and shook his hand. “Harry, are you alive?” Harry was speechless. He parted his eyelids to shoot Dior a pointed stare. “I might just die if you keep shaking me like that.” Dior instantly let go and frowned at him. “Which part of you are hurt?” She recalled how she had fallen on his legs when she fell. Harry sat up with difficulty. He tried to move his leg