"Yes, I must." Beiming Yexuan replied without allowing her to resist.

Lan Tian frowned, not knowing how to respond to his words, but he was extremely happy in his heart.

Tomorrow, you can leave this hellish place.

But when she thought about seeing him again after leaving, the two of them might be enemies, and she felt a little reluctant to let go. Before leaving, she hugged Beiming Yexuan's waist, leaned close to him, and pressed her face against his chest.

, said: "Yexuan, why are you so nice to me."

"It's only right that I treat Yun Mo well. Yun Mo is my life. I won't allow anything to happen to you. With the God-Slaying Bow, you will be safe and sound." Beiming Yexuan's eyes suddenly changed from the initial tenderness.

It was so cold that what he said was not to Lan Tian. Lan Tian did not hear his suppressed anger. No, more to the point, it was Beiming Yexuan who used a gentle voice to embellish his words.

He stood upright without touching her with his hands. His body was obviously warm, but it made Lan Tian feel like he was hugging a big ice cube.

When Lan Tian raised his head and looked up at Beiming Yexuan again, Beiming Yexuan's eyes returned to their previous state, looking full of affection.

She stood on her toes, wanting to kiss Beiming Yexuan.

Beiming Yexuan saw her behavior, and when she wanted to get closer to him, he quickly raised his hand, held Lan Tian's shoulder, and said: "Okay, go back and rest early, get up early tomorrow, I will come over

Looking for you."

Lan Tian's idea was dismissed by him, and he felt quite disappointed, but still had a sweet smile on his face and said, "Okay."

"Go back." Beiming Yexuan pushed her gently: "I'll watch you go back to the house."

Lan Tian turned back three times and walked slowly back to her room. When she walked into the room, she turned around, put her hands on the handrails of the door, and looked at him for a while before closing the door.

The door gradually closed, and Beiming Yexuan's expression became colder and colder. His dark eyes were filled with deep anger. He clenched his fists and said secretly: The Dark Evil Palace is your grave, and I will let you die without mercy.

Burial place.

*

Killing Qianchen who cried out in pain all night, Tong Yao stayed in his room to take care of him.

Every time she stood up and said she wanted to go back to rest, her shouts became even louder. Tong Yao was afraid of disturbing the cultivators and schoolchildren next door, so he looked helplessly at Sha Qianchen and said, "Your Highness, why are you in pain?"

"It hurts here, it hurts here, it hurts here too, it seems to be getting worse and worse." Sha Qianchen pointed at his buttocks, then hit his back, saying sadly.

Tong Yao had no choice but to sit back on the bed and massage his back.

Sha Qianchen raised his eyebrows and took a long breath and said, "It's so comfortable."

Tong Yao frowned and didn't say anything. He sat aside and silently helped him press the place where he complained of pain.

Sha Qianchen said: "Go a little lower."

The hands on his back slowly moved down.

"Down again."

She continued down and pressed.

He said displeasedly: "Harder."

Tong Yao gritted his teeth. Instead of pressing with his hands this time, he used a small fist instead. Sha Qianchen felt that this was not comfortable, so he turned around and glared at Tong Yao: "Don't be lazy, press with your hands."

"Oh." Tong Yao had a cold face and concentrated on massaging his back.

Sha Qianchen suddenly turned around, and Tong Yao quickly retracted his hand and asked: "Your Highness, what's wrong? Do you want to sleep? Then let me help you make the bed again."
Chapter completed!