Chapter 61 The Fragmented Daoist 23
Whether it's obsessive-compulsive disorder or possessed by a ghost.
Anyway, the final result is...
When the family of four left Fucheng, they were delighted to get a unified new look. They didn't get wet in the snow together, but they grew older together.
After walking some distance out of the city, Su Wenyin asked Xiaobai to stop.
She got off the carriage carrying the cage. After a night of rest, the injuries of the White-Feathered Nine-Tailed Fox Mother were basically healed.
The cage was opened, and the mother nine-tailed raccoon held her cub in her mouth and disappeared quickly without looking back.
Su Wenyin wanted to stroke the furry thing one last time, but her hand stayed in the air, and her expression looked like she was laughing in anger: "You little heartless person."
Yan Xia tilted his head away when he saw this.
Jog me!
He also has white hair now.
Su Wenyin didn't hesitate and put her hands on the white head and rubbed it.
A minute later, Yan Xiaxi's hair became a mess, and even her hair crown was crooked.
Yan Xia was confused and felt a little regretful. His own mother had been really rude in attacking him.
Yan Xia took off her hair crown, and her white hair slid down to both sides of her shoulders like a waterfall.
Yan Xia pulled his hair to cover half of his face. The exposed eye was three parts cold, three parts mocking, and four parts nonchalant. He asked, "Doesn't this make me look like a sinister lunatic?"
Or the kind that has gone crazy and turned gray in hair.
Yan Ji nodded: "It's one quarter like it."
Yan Xia raised the corner of his mouth: "Then my acting skills are also good."
It accounts for a quarter.
The next second, he heard his brother say, "Well, it's crazy."
Su Wenyin and Yan Feiyue both chuckled.
Su Wenyin combed her child's hair: "Turn to the side and I will comb it for you."
Yan Xia obediently handed over the back of her head and enjoyed the hair combing service from her own mother which she had never had before.
But after a while, Yan Xia felt something was wrong. Why did she have to part her hair on both sides when she gathered it up to wear a crown?
Yan Xia twisted his head, and as soon as he moved, he was slapped by his own mother.
Su Wenyin: "Don't move."
Yan Xia: "If you don't move, you're a cuckold."
Su Wenyin laughed out loud: "Oh, don't move, you little bastard."
Ten minutes later, Yan. Little Turtle. Xia happily got a cute little Nezha hairstyle. This hairstyle looks good on a little girl, but on him, he inexplicably looks a bit like a King Kong Barbie.
Or it's the kind in between the two, neither too King Kong nor too Barbie.
As Yan Feiyue and Yan Ji raised their lips, Su Wenyin nodded seriously: "Not bad."
It turns out that if you don't play with your own kids, it will be meaningless.
Yan Xia: “…………”
Or maybe sinister and crazy suits him better. He has experienced enough of children in his previous life.
Yan Xia shook his head, and little Nezha's hair was thrown away. There was no Hai to make trouble for him. This hairstyle was so inappropriate.
The time passed quickly in the carriage as they played and had fun. When it was getting dark, the family of four stopped on a lawn, and Yan Xia got off the carriage with his hairstyle finally back to normal.
This area belongs to Qinglianpo. It is said that at midnight, the heavy fairy flowers will bloom. The sea of flowers is beautiful, but the flowering period is only two or three minutes.
They naturally came for the sea of flowers, but the main reason was that they heard that the heavy fairy flowers were delicious.
Yan Xia was actually skeptical about the news he had heard from Feiyu Sect. After all, it was obvious at first glance that these cultivators were not the kind of people who would eat.
But no matter whether it is true or not, we have to try it to find out.
Night fell, and the dinner was the food we had bought in Fucheng.
Yan Xia took out the big iron pot passed down from his ancestors and just heated up the food before eating.
The heat dissipated and the fragrance filled the air.
Yan Xia was taking a bowl out of the ring when he heard a rustling noise.
He heard it all, and naturally the other three members of the Yan family heard it as well.
Four pairs of eyes looked towards the source of the noise, and then saw the white and fluffy mother and child who had just been released at noon.
The white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon mother carried her cub on her back for three or five seconds and moved to Su Wenyin's feet, then squatted there motionless.
The little nine-tailed raccoon cub climbed down from his mother's back, and the two white and furry creatures, one big and one small, stayed in place in sync as if they were copied and pasted.
Su Wenyin had a look of surprise on her face and rubbed one with one hand: "Why are you back?"
Naturally, the mother and son nine-tailed raccoon had no way to answer her. They just rubbed their hands in Su Wenyin's and stared at her hands.
Yan Xia scooped up a bowl of broth and while gulping it down, he noticed that the mother and son white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon were also staring at him.
Yan Xia asked hesitantly, "Are these two... coming here to eat for free?"
Why did he appear when they were having dinner? He stared at him. What did he mean? Did he want some soup?
Su Wenyin tentatively took out a piece of unroasted meat: "Are you hungry?"
The way the white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon mother and son lowered their heads and ate with relish had already answered her question.
Yan Xia squatted beside the two furry creatures with a bowl in his hand, and taught the white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon mother seriously: "You can't do this, won't it corrupt the children? You have to teach such a young cub to be self-reliant, don't you know?"
This situation is no different from when I was educating Xiaobai before. Some single systems worry about other people's families every day.
Yan Xia was talking excitedly, and then his mother, who also came with a bowl, nudged him and said, "Make room for me."
People who love furry animals have to stare at furry animals while eating.
I don’t know if the White-Feathered Nine-Tailed Fox is well versed in the unspoken rules of humans. It will lick food whenever it is given one, and won’t hide even if the licking affects its ability to eat.
Su Wenyin made up for the regret of not petting the furry creature at noon. Seeing that the mother and son of the white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon had finished eating the monster meat on the ground, she was about to hug them in her arms and pet them again, but they disappeared in a flash.
The back figure with afterimage showed no reluctance at all, just like a scumbag who just left after eating without even shaking his hand.
Su Wenyin said regretfully: "You ran so fast."
In fact, if one really wants to catch someone who has reached the Tribulation Crossing stage, how could he not be able to do so?
It's just that being favored makes one feel fearless.
Yan Xia also stared at the place where the white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon disappeared: "Maybe it will come again tomorrow morning."
Su Wenyin nodded: "I think what you said makes some sense."
After eating, he picked out the monster meat stored in the ring, selecting the ones suitable for the White-Feathered Nine-Tailed Racoon.
They haven't arrived yet, but we've already prepared everything here.
Yan Xia, who has seen many cat slaves, now saw a raccoon slave for real. He has to say that there is not much difference. His mother is just like the raccoon, even worse.
Beautiful furry girls are worthy of being served, but Yan Xia doesn’t love them to that extent. He is more concerned about whether the heavy fairy flowers will bloom at night. This thing doesn’t bloom every night, it depends on luck.
Nearing midnight.
When Yan Xia was awakened by the alarm clock in his sea of consciousness, he was still a little dazed. The duangduang sound pierced his ears, with a metallic texture that was inexplicably familiar.
It's exactly the same sound as the cymbals in the previous world.
Yan Xia stared at Yan Ji, who had already stood up, with resentment for several seconds. Before going to bed, he told his elder brother to call him at the appointed time, and this is what he ended up doing...
He actually set a cymbal alarm for him in his sea of consciousness.
When the metallic sound that used to wake people up from their eight-hour sleep cycle resounded in his sea of consciousness, Yan Xia only felt his head buzzing.
Yan Ji remained calm: "It seems to be quite useful."
Yan Xia: “…………”
Very good, no remorse at all.
Having learned his lesson, he will do the same thing next time.
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The trouble of being woken up in the middle of the night was not in vain. Yan Xia and his friends were obviously lucky today.
Less than two minutes after Yan Xia walked out of the tree house, he saw a sea of blue flowers, sparkling with silver light, like a group of elves gathered together.
About ten meters away from Yan Xia, Yan Feiyue and Su Wenyin also came out. The two of them snuggled together, hugged each other, and looked at the sea of flowers, which was very romantic.
Yan Feiyue stroked his wife's hair and was about to give her a kiss when he heard his youngest son say in a disapproving tone, "With so many flowers, you can probably make more than a hundred flower cakes."
Su Wenyin and Yan Feiyue: “…………”
Children are indeed the brightest light bulbs.
Yan Xia, who had already begun thinking about how many flavors of flower cakes to make, was brought back to his senses by a few glances. When he met his eldest brother's indescribable gaze.
Yan Xia was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Yan Ji: “Nothing.”
Yan Xia, who had never seen her own parents hugging each other before, curled her lips. It was really strange.
The flowers are almost withered. Why are you staring at him instead of going to pick them?
You have to know that if you don't pick this fairy flower in time after it withers, it will melt into the soil and not even a petal can be seen. What's the point of eating it then?
Thinking of this, Yan Xia rushed into the sea of flowers quickly and quickly put the petals that had begun to wither into the clean cloth bag that he had prepared in advance.
Su Wenyin, who was standing still, said to Yan Feiyue: "I don't think I will be able to hold my grandson in this lifetime."
Yan Feiyue agreed with this view, but still had some hope: "Then let's count on the boss."
Yan Ji, who was placed with high hopes: “…………”
Yan Ji entered the sea of flowers not much slower than Yan Xia, and his movements of picking flowers were so fast, accurate and ruthless, all of which revealed a message...
Don't count on him.
Yan Xia, who had no idea why her own parents wanted to hold their grandchildren again, raised her head and shouted, "What are you doing standing there? If you don't pick it, it will be gone."
Su Wenyin and Yan Feiyue: “…………”
What can they do?
Of course, join the flower picking team!
The family of four worked together and the harvest was very fruitful. Almost none of the heavy fairy flowers fell into the soil and became nutrients.
Yan Xia was so happy holding the bag that he started to work without even sleeping.
Not sleeping for a night is not a big deal for a cultivator. He can recover by just circulating his spiritual power for a few times.
From midnight to dawn, the entire lawn was filled with a strong floral scent.
The flower cake is sweet but not greasy, and has a fresh scent unique to the chrysanthemum.
Yan Xia bit into the freshly baked pancake and thought that it turned out that there were little disciples in Feiyu Sect who knew how to eat. It was actually really delicious!
While eating, Yan Xia saw two white figures again. He called out skillfully, "Here comes the freeloaders."
Su Wenyin said "Ouch" and glanced at her child.
Yan Xia shut up sensibly.
How can something like this that Maorongrong wants to eat be called freeloading?
The fact is, they not only want to be honest but also be on time.
In the next two days, Yan Xia and his companions did not encounter any other towns and wandered leisurely in the wild.
The magical thing is that these two days, the mother and son of the white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon came at mealtime.
I don't know if he has been following me all the way.
This time it was even more magical. After eating, the mother and son did not leave. They actually nestled on Xiaobai's back, as if they were very satisfied with this family after the probation period was over, and wanted to join it in the future.
Xiaobai didn't chase away the furry creature that climbed onto his back, and sometimes even spread his wings to let the cub run and play.
What a harmonious and vivid picture of the raccoon.
Yan Xia looked at the nine-tailed raccoon who was having a lot of fun and asked a sincere question: "Is Xiaobai obsessed with white fur?"
Don't all monsters hate having something riding on their backs? Now they can actually let the white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon stay there. And the horse they found is also white.
Su Wenyin agreed: "Maybe we can make up for what we lack."
Yan Xia nodded. What he said was right. Xiaobai had become shiny black.
The white-feathered nine-tailed raccoon mother and son joined the team. They seemed to be more fond of Xiaobai than their own family.
If you don’t know, you might think this is Xiaobai’s pet.
In fact, it is Ms. Su who feeds them every day, and sometimes they will go out to find something to eat by themselves.
Since they were willing to follow, Yan Xia and the others did not deliberately drive the raccoon back to the forest.
I just don't know if Sect Master Yang Yan will be able to accept Xiaobai bringing his pet home after we return to Feiyu Sect.
There are many mountains and forests in Feiyu Sect, so it should be possible for the mother and son of Baiyu Nine-tailed raccoon to live there.
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The road these past two days was dull and desolate, and it seemed to be getting more and more desolate as we walked along. Even monsters were rarely seen nearby.
Maybe it was because of what Yan Xia was saying, the previous minute he was still saying to his family that this journey was too boring and why not let Xiaobai fly for a while, and the next minute he heard Xiaobai calling out, and he stopped without hearing any orders, so something must have happened ahead, but they didn't hear any fighting at all.
Yan Xia quickly got out of the carriage and saw two bloody people lying in the grass in front.
Yan Xia jumped off the carriage and waited for his mother to get off before following him forward. This was very cautious.
When you are in the wilderness, you must be on guard.
There are also many evil cultivators who pretend to be weak to attract kind-hearted cultivators to help, and use their last move to directly attack people's spirit platforms.
After walking a few steps closer, Su Wenyin bent down to check, and Yan Xia followed suit. They were immediately sure that these two people had nothing to do with the evil cultivators.
One of them had a serious spiritual injury, with claw marks on his chest that looked like those left by a monster, and his clothes were torn to shreds.
The other person's spiritual injury was not that serious, but he had a lot of skin injuries and was bleeding a lot. He was almost swimming in blood.
There was an empty bottle of medicine lying nearby, and it was obvious that the two had tried to save themselves, but there was no medicine left.
Su Wenyin took out the pill given by the master of Zhengyang Peak from the ring and broke off a piece.
"Help him up, kid."
Yan Xia rolled up his wide sleeves and put his hand into the blood.
One was responsible for supporting the person, and the other was responsible for feeding the patient medicine, and they actually fed him a lot.
Su Wenyin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that no one could eat it.
Yan Xia concluded: "The desire to survive is quite strong."
Even though he was unconscious, he subconsciously swallowed the pill when it was put in his mouth.
The person was swallowed, but he probably wouldn't wake up for a while. Yan Feiyue and Yan Ji stepped forward to help carry the person out of the blood. Yan Xia also treated the wounds that were so deep that the bones were almost exposed.
Yan Xia looked at the two people on the ground and asked the key question: "Where are they from? There is no sign."
Both men looked very young, but their bone ages were already around 100 to 200 years old. Their clothes were a bit colorful, not the specific attire of any sect, and the sword thrown beside them was also very ordinary.
They looked like two casual cultivators who accidentally provoked a monster and were eventually severely injured.
The head of the family, Su Wenyin, said, "Just wait here for a while to see if he wakes up."
This is the only way for now. If he doesn't wake up after three or five days, we will have to take him with us on the road.
Both of them were seriously injured and they couldn't just lie on the hard ground forever. Yan Xia took out a mattress from his ring and put the man on a soft surface.
Seeing that the upper body clothes of one of the men were almost torn into strips, Yan Xia picked and chose, then took out an outer robe from his ring and wrapped it on the man.
This piece of clothing was the store's treasure that his mother bought for him when he was in Lingcheng. It is rumored to be the same style as his, and it is colorful and dazzling.
Yan Xia looked at the monk wearing his clothes and commented seriously: "It's quite suitable."
He thought that this piece of clothing would be kept at the bottom of the closet forever, but he never expected that he would need it one day.
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The two men lay on the side of the road, and Yan Xia and the others rested there.
Fortunately, their luck seemed to be good today. The two did not have to wait for three or five days to wake up. In less than three hours, Yan Xia and the others were playing the cards that Yan Feiyue had carved in the secret realm before, when a humming sound rang in their ears.
It's very faint, but it exists.
Yan Xia, who always rushed to the front when there was no danger, took another step forward, and then he saw that one of them had his eyes half open, and it looked like he was about to wake up but not fully awake.
Yan Xia quickly asked: "You..." where are you from?
He had just asked one word when the person lying on the ground started to move his mouth, and Yan Xia heard a few words uttered in a breathy voice.
"An Ling Zong... Yu Xun."
It seemed like it took a lot of effort to say these words. After he finished speaking, he became quiet again, his head tilted to the side, and apart from still breathing, he looked like dead.
Yan Xia: “…………”
Very good, it’s obvious that this guy is the type who won’t have any lines in a TV drama.
He hadn't asked yet, but I was the first to say it, and I even said the key information.
How embarrassing it is for those TV shows that have been wasted thirty episodes because the last words were not spoken.
Yan Xia had just straightened up from bending over to listen when he heard his mother ask behind him: "Why did I hear him say his name is Chu Yuxuan?"
"Cough cough cough!" Yan Feiyue and Yan Ji coughed at the same time.
Yan Xia: “…………”
In fact, he didn't hear it clearly. It should be said that the person didn't speak clearly. Only the first three words "An Lingzong" were clear. He didn't know whether there was a pause in the middle or some words were left unsaid.
But Chu Yuxuan shouldn’t be like that.
Yan Xia analyzed carefully: "It should be... Yu Xun? Yu Xun? Yu Xun? Anyway, it shouldn't be called hello."
Su Wenyin, who didn't really care about this question, waved her hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Take out the map and see how to get there."
The family of four gathered around the map to study it and discovered that the location of the Anling Sect was in completely opposite directions from their route.
Their original route was to walk forward until they reached the town and then head west, where the city was more prosperous.
But Anlingzong is located in a remote town in the east.
Su Wenyin made a decision: "Let's go to Anling Sect first."
If a person is unconscious, you can't just abandon him halfway.
No one knew if this person had had similar experiences before, but he introduced himself as soon as he woke up, and he did it with such skill that it was heartbreaking.
Yan Xia and his eldest brother worked together to get the people onto the carriage. Fortunately, their carriage was big enough so that two people could lie in the middle without feeling crowded.
Xiao Hei still cares about his wife, and he nodded his head at the rope, meaning that he wants to pull it together.
Yan Xia felt sad that Xiaobai had no one to trust to, and at the same time, he put the rope on Xiaohei without any hesitation.
Because the destination was clear, Yan Xia and the others did not walk leisurely, but directly let Xiaobai and Xiaohei fly.
The two flying horses flew very quickly, one in front and one behind. Little White looked very excited as he flapped his big wings.
I don’t know if the wings are damaged because they haven’t been used for so many days.
Xiaobai and Xiaohei went eastward.
The Anling Sect is different from large sects like the Feiyu Sect. It is located in Ancheng and lives with ordinary people.
There are very few people in the sect, and many of them are ordinary people in Ancheng who have a little talent for cultivation and have voluntarily joined.
Yan Xia learned all this by looking through the relevant information about Hunyuan Continent given by the bureau.
If it weren't for the information, the existence of the Anling Sect would have been almost unknown in the Hunyuan Continent.
Not only is it located in a remote place, it is not even a subsidiary sect of any large sect.
In Hunyuan Continent, if a small sect wants to have resources to develop and grow, it needs to rely on a large sect.
For example, Feiyu Sect has many affiliated small sects of its own, and it usually sends disciples to garrison there, and also lends a helping hand when the small sects are in trouble.
The path of cultivation is not easy, and the big sects have always adopted the approach of helping whenever they can.
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After Xiaobai and Xiaohei flew for a long time, Yan Xia and his family finally saw a little bit of the town.
The closer you get to Ancheng, the less desolate feeling you'll feel that's unique to the wild.
Although there are obvious signs of human survival, it is undeniable that this place is really remote. They have not seen any other people on their entire flight.
About a quarter of an hour later, the town buildings came into the sight of the family of four.
A very high wall was built outside Ancheng, with traces of fighting on it. It was obviously used to prevent monsters.
Unlike before in Lingcheng, the arrival of Yan Xia and his companions this time attracted the attention of many people on the street.
Maybe there are not many people coming here usually, so when a stranger appears, everyone looks up curiously.
"Wow... it's a big horse! Such a big horse~"
"Who is this? I can't see clearly."
"Is there anything else on the black horse?"
"Don't tell me, it seems to be true."
"I don't know what you are here for."
"Why do you care about other people's business? Hurry up and pack up the biscuits I want. My wife is waiting for dinner!"
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The sounds of people whispering below reached Yan Xia's ears. Xiaobai and Xiaohei landed steadily on the open space at this time.
Yan Xia lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out, and immediately met countless pairs of eyes looking at him.
Yan Xia poked his head out and asked a random old man, "Old man, how do I get to Anling Sect?"
The old man's eyesight was a little blurry, but his ears were still working well and his voice was loud: "Just keep walking along this road and you will reach the end."
Yan Xia thanked them and called Xiaobai and Xiaohei to leave.
I was leaning against the window looking around. Although Ancheng was not as lively as Lingcheng, the style was quite similar. To be more precise, it was quite similar to the recent Lingcheng style.
The whole Ancheng is full of bright colors. Just now when I was in the air, I saw rainbow moon grass planted everywhere nearby. This is a plant similar to the seven-colored ice beads. The difference is that rainbow moon grass is not an exotic plant. It is just an ordinary grass with many colors and is generally used for dyeing and weaving.
Although the people of Ancheng did not wear their hair in various colors, their clothes were still quite colorful.
Thinking of this, Yan Xia looked at the two monks who were still lying in the carriage. Their clothes were quite colorful before, and he thought it was just someone's preference. Now it seems that this is clearly Ancheng's unique aesthetic.
Whether it was the monks of Anling Sect or the ordinary people, their clothes were all very fancy, which made their white hair and black and white clothes look quite monotonous.
Ancheng is not very big. Yan Xia looked around all the way and soon arrived at the location of Anling Sect.
The buildings here were only slightly larger than the ones they had seen along the way. It didn't look like the main structure of a sect at all. Instead, they looked more like a wealthy family in the town with a little money.
Just then, a man came out of the door. Yan Xia half leaned out of the window and said, "Hey! That little Taoist friend!"
The young disciple at the door pointed at himself and said, "Is this fellow Taoist... calling me?"
Yan Xia nodded: "I'm calling you!"
"Come on, come on, come and recognize someone."
Yan Xia didn't waste any words after he finished speaking. He and his eldest brother simply and roughly lifted up the man lying next to them, and put the man's face to the window so that the young Taoist friend outside could see clearly.
After carefully completing a series of actions, Yan Xia shouted again: "But are you from the Anling Sect?"
As it turned out, Yan Xia didn't need to ask any more questions. He had just helped the man up when a cry of surprise rang out along with his question. The young Taoist friend shouted, "Senior Brother Yu Xun!!"
Yan Xia put the man down again and let him continue lying down. With his action, the man seemed to show signs of waking up.
Yan Xia simply got off the carriage and said to the young Taoist friend, "It's fine as long as he's one of yours. We found him on the way. He's seriously injured, but not in danger of death. There was another person with him who hasn't woken up yet."
The young Taoist friend was naturally very clear about the affairs of his sect, and upon hearing this, he said with great certainty: "Senior Brother Ge Chang!"
Hearing that both of them were injured, the young Taoist friend was a little anxious: "You... fellow Taoists, why don't you come in first, I, I'll go call other brothers to come."
Yan Xia expressed his understanding of the young Taoist friend's anxiety: "Go and call someone first."
The young Taoist bowed and ran into the house. Yan Xia leaned on the carriage and waited for someone to take the wounded away.
Su Wenyin also poked her head out from the carriage window: "It looks to me like she's about to wake up."
Yan Xia tiptoed and looked inside: "It's been so long, it's time to wake up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xia suddenly felt the ground behind him tremble, and then an extremely loud voice shouted: "Junior Brother Yu Xun! Junior Brother Ge Chang! Where are you?! How did you get hurt?"
Yan Xia turned around instantly and saw two people running towards him in front of the young Taoist friend. One of them had dark skin and a full beard, but that was not the most important thing.
What’s important is…
He is so tall and big!!!
His height was estimated to be over two meters, and he was exceptionally strong. When the two effects combined, Yan Xia felt as if he saw a moving hill running towards him.
I don't know if this Xiaoshan was born with a fierce look or what, but he looked ferocious, but the worry in his words was real.
The ground was shaking more and more violently, and people were getting closer and closer, but Yan Xia only felt a gust of wind passing behind him.
Then I saw...
Xiao Hei pulled the carriage and ran away very fast without even looking back.
Su Wenyin's voice shouting "Stop" echoed in the air.
Yan Xia: “………………”
No wonder this little black guy can survive in the wild for so long, he is too timid.
He didn't notice any danger before, but he runs away when he sees the slightest threat.
When the hill arrived, there was only emptiness left.
Yan Xia stood there staring at the man.
Xiaoshan's voice was still rough and he was still panting: "Why did you run away?"
Yan Xia: “…………”
What else can I do? I'm just scared.
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