At this time, Nan Muran was breathing evenly in the bed, wrapped in a thick khaki cotton quilt, sleeping soundly, and seemed to be completely unaffected by the explosion outside.
After seeing Nan Muran's appearance, the group of people who had been worried outside breathed a sigh of relief. They left the space to Si Ye and went to work around the campfire.
"What's going on?" Si Ye lowered his voice and looked at Xuan Yue beside Nan Muran.
He absolutely did not believe that Nan Muran would continue to sleep peacefully after hearing the sound, and now Nan Muran seemed as if she had never woken up.
Xuan Yue raised her eyes and saw that it was Si Ye before she said, "Xuan Wu said that the space was quiet."
Si Ye couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. Nan Muran's space has independent consciousness, and can even bring her into the space when she is asleep. This may not be a good thing for her.
As if he could sense Si Ye's thoughts, Space Xuanwu was speechless. He had never seen a parasite that had the guts to kill the host directly. He didn't want to die.
Because he was somewhat worried about her, Si Ye stayed behind. However, he did not lie down beside her. Instead, he leaned on Xuan Yue, staring at her sleeping body without blinking.
Nan Muran was soft at this time, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes set on her fair face, revealing a rare calmness. She was like this, making people want to hold her in their arms.
"Sit down and drink some ginger tea to warm your body." After sitting down next to the campfire, the squirrel took out the large pot of ginger tea that had been warming by the campfire, and found a cup and poured a large cup for each of them.
He Yifeng held the ginger tea in his hand, but his mind had already drifted to the tent. He couldn't help but feel strange, Nan Muran's reaction was very abnormal.
Jiawu looked at He Yifeng and smiled: "Don't worry, Si Ye will take good care of her."
Hearing this, He Yifeng smiled and nodded, and then in Jiawu's understanding smile, his heart trembled unconsciously. He seemed to understand all his recent unusual reactions.
I actually had thoughts about Nan Muran that I shouldn't have. It wasn't right, but I couldn't control it at all.
Qinglong beside him looked at him who was silent with his head down and sighed slightly. Objectively speaking, Yanlong and Yelang were absolutely evenly matched, but it was a pity that Yanlong appeared in front of Nan Muran at the wrong time, so the result was naturally not good.
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