The original standing posture felt momentarily unstable due to the strong breath.

His handsome face was covered with frost, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he slowly turned around. Looking at the cyan figure, he asked, "Why are you here?"

Lan Che frowned and said calmly: "If you can come here, why can't I come!?" He glared at Ya, and finally turned into a long sigh, "You also know that my parents have always felt guilty for losing their aunt.

The reason I came this time is because my father felt that someone in the fantasy continent was using the spirit of speech. Therefore, it is most likely my aunt."

Ya's eyebrows raised, remembering the siege before he came back from Tianjiao.

He felt something was wrong at that time. He had obviously fallen into a trap accidentally and didn't even have a chance to break out. Just when he thought that maybe he really wouldn't be able to come back to see his little one this time, something blossomed in his body.

A faint bright white light emitted, allowing him to save the day and rush out. It was a little strange at first, but now I think someone must have cast a spell on him. He saved the day when he was most in danger.[

Thinking of this, his heart tightened. He didn't have many contacts in the fantasy continent, the only one was his little thing. When he thought of the little thing, he thought of Lan Che saying just now that he saw her crying.

His heart twitched violently.

He regretted it the moment he let go, but he was really afraid of scaring her if he didn't pull away in time.

Was she hurt from the fall? Was she angry with him? Any woman would be very angry if she was let go when they were passionately kissing each other.

Will his little one be so angry that he doesn't want to be?

His brows furrowed fiercely, but he had to go back and tell her. He didn't want to let her go, or abandon her. As he ran quickly, the silver coat and silver hair flashed across the dark night.

Silver figure.

"Hey, I'm talking to you? Did you hear me? Why are you running?" Lan Che jumped angrily, but followed helplessly.

At this time, half of the moon's face slowly emerged from the dark clouds, and its cold and white light spread to the earth, a silvery white light all over the place. The silvery figure almost blended into the moonlight.

Standing in front of the house where I left, my heart suddenly tightened. It was gone. That little figure was gone.

Is she gone?

Ya moved quickly and searched back and forth outside the house. There was no roof, no. There was no wood outside the house, no, no, not at all. Where did she go?

Ya stood in front of the house a little dejected, with his silver hair under the white moonlight. He looked like an immortal who was accidentally punished and fell into the mortal world, looking lonely and full of melancholy.

For a moment, a heaven-destroying aura burst out from Ya's body.

Just at that moment of breath, a crisp voice came.

"Are you looking for me?"

Ya Wei was stunned when he faced the petite figure standing at the door of the house and could no longer move.

Under the door of the house, a petite figure, dressed in red, was leaning on the door frame. A faint silver light fell on her body. Her eyebrows were light and dark, and her black eyes were as cold as a deep pool and as bright as

The extraordinary color of obsidian is dazzling. Under the tip of the small nose, the pink lips are pursed thinly.

With her petite figure and cold, temperatureless breath, the wind blew up her dark hair and red clothes. As she danced, she was like an elf in the world. She was so cold that people dared not approach her, but she was
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