The light floated and fell into the body of the woman on the bed.

The aura was very weak, and no one from anywhere could detect its movement.

The Demon Lord was still very worried and fell beside the woman.

He rubbed the woman's hands with his palms and continued to murmur something.

"I remember that when you were young, you fell into the Ice and Snow Demon Cave. Since then, you have been afraid of the cold."

"Look, even after so many years, your hands are still so cold."

As the Demon Spirit Lord spoke, his entire eyes became filled with endless distress.

"The dark river that has lasted ten thousand years must be even colder."

His palms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He couldn't imagine what kind of pain Aning had endured after being thrown into the dark river for thousands of years.

Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Ning is not afraid of heaven or earth.

Everyone knows that she is brave and good at fighting, killing enemies invisible.

Everyone even regards her as the god in their hearts.

But no one knows...

Their Lord Ning is the most afraid of the cold.

After all...

Aning is just a woman.

She also has weaknesses.

There were waves of memories floating in the Demon Spirit Lord's mind.

Looking at the person on the bed again, the look of love in his eyes became even deeper.

At this moment, he really wanted to go and cut Xuanyuan Cang into pieces.

I want to ask why you are so cruel?!

Ask...does he have a heart?!

Obviously... Xuanyuan Cang knew that Aning was afraid of the cold.

But he still left her in the dark river for so many years!!

The Demon Spirit Lord gritted his teeth, and with great anger, the meridians all over his body protruded inch by inch.

But……

He cannot act rashly.

At least not yet.

He couldn't put Aning in any danger anymore.

"Don't be afraid. When I'm here from now on, I won't let you get cold again. I won't..."

He continued to warm the woman's hands while talking nonchalantly.

The eyelashes of the person on the bed were shaking more and more violently.

The Demon Spirit Lord was suddenly startled, and all the voices suddenly stopped.

He looked at the person on the bed in surprise and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After a long time, he called again,

"A Ning, An Ning..."

At this moment...

The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and slowly woke up.

On that extremely thin face, the eyes trembled slightly and finally opened.

Perhaps it was because she had been asleep for too long, but for a while, she found it difficult to adapt to the light from all directions.

She squinted her eyes and finally turned her eyes away after a long time.

The moment her eyes fell on the face of the Demon Spirit Lord beside her, Aunt Ning's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Those eyes with a faint purple light are endlessly confused...

"You...who are you?"

"..." The Demon Spirit Lord's entire body suddenly stiffened!

He ignored the joy that filled his body and screamed in surprise.

"Aning, please wait a moment."

He turned around quickly.

He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly stepped out of the room.

After a while, he returned again.

When he came back this time, all the beard on his face had been shaved cleanly.

Hair is extremely neat.

For a moment, it seemed that he had regained his former handsome and unparalleled appearance.

He was dressed in red clothes and stepped in from the outside.

The colorful clouds outside enveloped his whole body. At a glance, the man in front of him exuded a sense of holiness.

He slowly walked in from the door, his face full of surprise, and his mouth was calling in a low voice.

"Aning..."

"Aning..."

Aunt Ning was still weak at this moment.

It had been suppressed within the Dark River for thousands of years.

After coming out of the Dark River, he overdrawn his strength several times.

This time, with the return of a spiritual soul, although she had woken up, she still had no strength, and she still couldn't remember everything that happened back then.

Even at this moment, she seemed to have forgotten even the deepest hatred in her heart and soul.

Aunt Ning's entire mind and heart were empty.

She tried desperately to remember everything in the past, but she couldn't remember anything.

At this moment, I looked at the red figure outside the door.

Aunt Ning was suddenly stunned.

unexpected.

A scene from her youth came to mind.

When she was young, a very handsome boy rescued her from the ice and snow cave.

At that time, the young man looked at her with the same eyes as the man outside the door.

And the aura on his body is very similar to that person back then.

Aunt Ning frowned, and the memory deep in her soul slowly made this man and the person in her memory overlap.

She looked at the man by the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though it has long been described as haggard, it looks like a ghost.

There was still a gentle smile on her face.

"It's you!"

"It was you who rescued me from the Ice Demon Cave, right?"

Aunt Ning blinked.

In a daze, his expression seemed to have a youthful air.

The Demon Lord stood at the door and wanted to step inside.

When he heard these words, his eyes suddenly felt slightly warm, and his palms on both sides couldn't help but tremble slightly.

His feet also seemed to have been filled with heavy irons, and he could no longer walk forward.

Yes……

When he was young, he was the one who rescued Aning from the Ice and Snow Demon Cave.

Over the years, he has never cared about this matter and has almost forgotten it.

Unexpectedly... Aning suddenly mentioned this matter.
To be continued...