He murmured to himself, his silver eyes dimmed slightly, as if a trace of sadness flashed across them, but his thoughts were hidden by his long white eyelashes, revealing only a hint of self-blame.
"It's my fault, it's my fault..."
His back was lonely, and his head was hung dejectedly.
"What did you do wrong?"
Suddenly a clear voice came, interrupting his dejection.
Ye Yuetan was startled for a moment, then suddenly turned around. After seeing that familiar figure, he walked towards her quickly without hesitation, his eyes full of surprise and worry:
"How are you? Are you hurt?"
There was a strong smell of blood in the air, it was the blood of the demon clan!
He suddenly frowned and stared at Shen Wuyou in front of him. His eyes were as sharp as a torch, as if he wanted to scan her up and down.
Shen Wuyou saw his anxious hand about to reach out and touch her body, so she hurriedly spoke out to comfort him:
"No, no, no, I'm fine. This blood is not mine, it's hers."
As he spoke, he carefully turned the unconscious person on his back over, held her in his arms, and explained, "We found her in Shaying Tower. She is the only living demon. Her name is Poppy."
"poppy?"
Ye Yuetan frowned slightly, as if he had some impression of the name, but couldn't remember it.
Seeing this, Narcissus gently reminded:
"The Poppy Demon came to Liuxian Pavilion 20 years ago. I heard that she was captured by an immortal and sold here. She was beautiful and was a very popular courtesan at the time."
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