The boy came back to his senses as if waking from a dream, and suddenly realized what he had just said. A blush quickly crept up his cheeks.

He coughed unnaturally, then deliberately put on a stern face, frowned, and said in a cold tone, "You should leave quickly."

Before he finished speaking, he stood up abruptly, as if he didn't want to stay any longer, and turned around to leave.

The moment he raised his foot, the hem of his clothes seemed to be tightly pulled by an invisible force, preventing him from moving forward.

The young man couldn't help but frown, turned his head and stared at the hand that was pulling his clothes.

Following his arm, his gaze finally fell on Chen Yan's cold and fair face.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were unusually cold and beautiful, like a clear spring in the mountains, making people dare not look directly at her.

The girl said nothing, but just stared at the boy with her cold eyes.

The young man felt a little sour and numb in his heart when she looked at him like this. He subconsciously wanted to break free from the hand that was tightly holding his clothes, but for some reason, his movements seemed a little slow.

At this moment, the girl finally spoke. Her voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable firmness: "Help me up."

The young man frowned even more tightly when he heard this. He felt that the girl's tone had crossed the line.

After all, he and she were just casual acquaintances, so what qualifications did she have to order him like this?

The boy wanted to break free from her hand, but for some reason he leaned over and helped her up.

When the young man came to his senses, his face became even uglier. Why did he seem to have lost his mind today and obey the orders of a strange woman?

His mood was extremely complicated.

He stared at Chen Yan's face and even had the idea that she had cast a spell on him.

Chen Yan hadn't expected that Feng Xingyao would be so obedient now.

She raised her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her. He was extremely handsome, with skin as white as jade, affectionate eyes, and a light blush on his cheeks, which made people fascinating.

His face is similar to Feng Xingyao, but his temperament and character are very different.

The boy's heart skipped a beat when he met her focused gaze, and he quickly distanced himself from her.

He wanted to dodge away, but Chen Yan grabbed his wrist.

The moment their skin touched, the boy's breathing hitched slightly. He said in a tone that was almost a little angry: "What... do you want to do?"

"Do you know who you are?"

The boy was stunned when he heard this. How could he not know who he was?

"I'm Bai Yao."

"Bai Yao?" Chen Yan frowned slightly, "Aren't you Feng Xingyao?"

A strange emotion welled up in the young man's heart. He stopped struggling and just stared at Chen Yan, wanting to ask clearly: "Who is Feng Xingyao?"

"It's you." Chen Yan said.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The boy now understood. No wonder she looked at him with such a 'sticky' look and spoke to him in such a familiar tone. It turned out that she mistook him for someone else.

The boy had a cold expression on his face and tried to break free from her hand.

But she just wouldn't let go.

"Let go!" The young man stared at her coldly, "I'm not Feng Xingyao."

Chen Yan didn't plan to continue entangled with him. She held the boy with one hand and took out a piece of glowing fragment from the storage space with the other hand.

If you look closely, you can see that this large fragment is made up of four smaller fragments fused together.

The moment this soul fragment appeared, the boy's expression changed completely, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"This is……"

Before he could finish his words, he keenly sensed something. Without caring too much, he instinctively reached out to hug Chen Yan's waist and quickly dodged to the side.

boom!

Before the explosion sounded, Chen Yan had already put the soul fragments back into her storage space. She suddenly looked up and looked carefully.

This look made her expression change slightly.

Four fallen angels appeared not far away, approaching with great momentum.

"What did you take just now?!" The young man's eyes were slightly cold, and he hugged Chen Yan's waist unconsciously tighter.

But soon, he was distracted.

So soft.

The woman's back was pressed against his chest, and the fragrance of her hair wafted into his nose.

Just as the young man was daydreaming, Chen Yan's voice brought his thoughts back.

"you do not know?"

Chen Yan frowned slightly, remembering that the four soul fragments hadn't resonated with the boy, nor had they shown any signs of merging...

What is going on?

Seeing that the four fallen angels were already attacking them, she reached out and pulled away the boy's hand that was across her waist, then quickly summoned back the Tianzhou Divine Sword that had fallen to the ground.

She had no intention of fighting.

But——

Holding the boy's hand, he ran forward.

As she ran, she was thinking: Did these four fallen angels appear because of Feng Xingyao's soul fragments?

At this moment, the boy's pupils trembled slightly. He could feel the warmth from her hand, and she was holding his hand tightly.

His heart seemed to tremble slightly beneath his chest.

He was distracted again.

Until her voice came——

"Take me to a safe place."

The young man suddenly came back to his senses. He glanced at the girl in purple, then turned back to look at the four Fallen Angels who were chasing him.

And the four Fallen Angels seemed to gradually slow down after meeting his gaze.

The boy slowly closed his hand, then held her hand tightly and said softly.

"Come with me."

Then, the boy took her in another direction.

The gray fog became thicker and thicker, making it almost impossible to see the road.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the young man finally stopped her by pulling her along.

As soon as she stopped, Chen Yan let go of his hand.

The young man paused slightly.

"You can recuperate here and leave after you're done."

Only then did Chen Yan see the surrounding environment clearly.

There is a stone house not far away.

There are many hillsides around, and there is not even a single weed growing on the ground.

Chen Yan looked at him, "Is this where you live?"

The boy said "hmm" coldly.

"How many years have you lived here?"

"What does it have to do with you?" The young man glanced at her calmly, then continued, "What was that thing you took out earlier? Why does it have such a similar aura to mine... No, it's as if it were separated from me."

Chen Yan stared at him. "Before I answer your question, you have to answer a few of mine first. Were those four Fallen Angels drawn here by this thing?"

"Yes." The boy answered without hesitation.

"Why?"

"They want to devour this thing's power."

"If I take it out now, will it attract them?"

After hearing this, the boy probably understood her concerns.

He raised his hand and waved it, and in an instant a powerful force enveloped the area, isolating it from the outside world.

He stared at Chen Yan with a gloomy expression.

"Now, you can take it out."