When Yang Jiang woke up, he only vaguely heard a few quarrels, the voices of a man and a woman.

That female voice was very much like Xie Liang, whom she had hated for many years, and a certain dead evildoer named Nalan.

"What are your intentions?"

"Haha, I must not have the obligation to tell you, right?"

"...No." The female voice paused for a moment, and then the clear voice lowered slightly, revealing a bit of murderous intent, "But as long as it is related to my king, anyone who is harmful to my king will be killed without mercy!"

"Then let's give it a try." The slightly raised male voice rippled at the end, full of provocation, and particularly bitchy. She always felt that it was very much like that bitch, the bitch who had harmed her so much that she could only inhabit other people's bodies.

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After that, she fell into a deep sleep and couldn't remember clearly.

All she knew was that when she woke up again, what she was facing when she opened her eyes was a pair of sparkling eyes. Her vision shrank, and the whole world became clear.

The moment he met her gaze, the worried face was filled with surprise, "Miss Xiaorou!"

Before Yang could react for a moment, he subconsciously reached out and pushed away the face that was in front of him.

She sat up alone and stared at a certain place with blank eyes. Yang still hadn't fully woken up. There always needs to be a transition period.

She rubbed her forehead hard and thought back to what happened before her memory faded. She remembered...what exactly did she remember? She didn't seem to remember anything.

Looking at Yang's appearance, Zi Yuchen was afraid that something might happen to her, so he quickly poured a glass of water for her to drink.

"Miss Xiaorou, please drink some water. You must be very thirsty after sleeping for so long."

Yang glanced at Zi Yuchen suspiciously, but took the water from his hand without refusing, but just took a sip to moisten his throat, and then held the cup in a daze.

"Miss Xiaorou, what's wrong with you?" Zi Yuchen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her worriedly.

Yi Xiaorou is undoubtedly his life-saving straw and his only support. He doesn't want anything to happen to this only support.

I saw that she was still in a state of wandering, and the tree hole that looked like a house had decorations that were not inferior to those of human houses. The wind chimes on the exquisitely carved screen windows were tinkling, which was obviously because the wind was blowing outside.

Zi Yuchen carefully tucked Yang into bed.

This place is different from the outside world. During the day, people can be evaporated inside and outside. It is indeed extremely cold at night. Sometimes the weather can change more than ten times a day. It is really unpredictable. He stayed in this place for a long time and ate for a long time.

Kutou also gradually figured out some of the omens, or patterns, here.

Once the wind picks up, it means there will be heavy rain, and the temperature will even become as cold as winter.

However, he had set up a protective shield and was not afraid of wind and rain, but as for the temperature, his spiritual power could be used to generate heat and keep warm. However, he was afraid that Yi Xiaorou would be injured and was worried about the protection of men and women, so he could only use it to keep himself warm.

The only quilt was used to cover Yi Xiaorou!

Yang was stunned for a moment, watching the white fingers holding the corner of the quilt, lifting it up and releasing it, as if she saw the clumsy little kid again tucking the corner of the quilt for her at night when she was afraid of thunder, and then sitting on the bed far away.

I chatted with her outside because I was afraid that she would be scared.

She couldn't help but twitch her lips, and tightened her hands on the corner of the quilt.

Yes, I remembered it. Xie Liang seemed to have saved him just now, and Yi Xiaorou... appeared, right?

A "boom" and a thundering sound spread unexpectedly, interrupting her lost thoughts.

It was as if the whole earth would be shaken apart, and she even felt that the thousand-year-old blackwood bed beneath her was shaking faintly, even though she knew in her heart that this was just her subconscious mind.

The dark brown wooden board was suddenly penetrated by the long white electricity outside the window, turning it into transparent white. She could clearly see the scene outside. The heavy rain poured down on the ground like long needles, and long white dragons rumbled.

A sound flashed across the sky, as if it was about to rip through the sky.

Yang felt a splitting headache, screamed and huddled together tightly, covering his ears and shivering.
Chapter completed!