Knowing that He Leyou wasn't watching Liu Yin, Sang Yichun felt inexplicably happy and her heart lightened.
Is that the wife of the Demonic Cult Leader? They look so loving.
Even with just a brief glance, Sang Yichun could sense Yan Chenghong's protection of Liuyin.
How come she didn't notice it before?
They're a married couple! Why are they so focused on looking at the beautiful woman?
Sang Yichun was somewhat puzzled.
Seeing his friend deep in thought, He Leyou couldn't help but admire him.
I'm still not as mature as my friend.
Upon seeing Yan Chenghong and his wife, He Leyou couldn't wait to get closer and observe their interactions.
On the contrary, Qiu Jiayou glanced at it and then lowered his head to ponder his own affairs.
He Leyou himself was ashamed of his composure.
Qiu Jiayou frowned slightly, his dark eyes dimming; he wasn't thinking about anything at the moment.
Qiu Jiayou's hands, hanging by his sides, clenched tighter and tighter as he suppressed the urge to grab the woman.
Because the woman's back view looked very much like the person in his previous dream.
He hasn't dreamed in a long time.
Since his last trip to Weishan, Qiu Jiayou has stopped dreaming.
He thought this matter would no longer affect him.
But as it turned out, he was wrong.
However, he had to restrain himself because a woman with a similar back view suddenly appeared.
No one stays in the past forever, especially him.
Yan Chenghong has been accompanying Liuyin out for the past few days.
Having arrived in a new place, Liuyin was so happy that she didn't want to leave and didn't mention the martial arts tournament again.
So when Liu Yin vaguely felt herself being picked up by Yan Chenghong again, she was still in a daze.
It's still early morning. "What's wrong?"
Liu Yin asked, her eyes still heavy with sleep.
Yan Chenghong took several steps before answering her, "We're going back."
"They went back?" Liu Yin's sleepiness vanished almost instantly.
"Is the martial arts tournament over already?"
Yan Chenghong had no intention of taking Liuyin to join in the fun; he himself went secretly while Liuyin was asleep.
In his eyes, Liuyin was a delicate woman, and naturally not suitable for such fighting and killing.
"It's over."
The Demonic Sect's presence at this martial arts gathering is not merely for observation.
Liu Yin is currently pregnant, and Yan Chenghong is always worried that something unexpected might happen.
Nowadays, there are quite a few people in the martial arts world who hate the Demonic Sect, and Yan Chenghong is not afraid.
But now he has a wife and children.
Although he was confident in his martial arts skills, he was also afraid that there might be times when he couldn't take care of everyone.
He never dared to relax for a moment when he was out.
Upon learning that the martial arts tournament had ended, Liu Yin had no particular thoughts and fell into a deep sleep in Yan Chenghong's arms.
She'd had enough fun these past few days, and the weariness in her body was creeping in. There was nothing wrong with returning to the Demonic Sect.
Looking at Liu Yin's peaceful sleeping face, Yan Chenghong breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought Liu Yin would be angry.
After all, she was the one who insisted on coming to this martial arts tournament.
Now it seems that he was simply tired of staying in the evil cult.
Qiu Jiayou is the newly elected leader of the martial arts alliance at this martial arts conference.
At this time, Mingjian Manor was also very lively.
Sang Wangxuan congratulated Qiu Yuan, saying, "Like father, like son!"
"Now that my nephew is the new leader of the alliance, it is all thanks to Brother Qiu's excellent guidance."
Qiu Yuan was not as composed as usual at this moment, his eyes were full of smiles, "Not at all, that child has always been steady."
"Qing'er and I rarely take care of him."
Sang Wangxuan came this time to treat Qiu Yuan's old injuries.
But remembering that his wife and Qiu Yuan's wife were longtime friends, he mentioned the matter.
When Lian Siruo found out, she also wanted to take this opportunity to meet her friend.
So she brought her daughter to Mingjian Villa first.
She was speaking to Sang Yichun at that moment, her tone gentle, "Your father and I have recently found you a promising young man. Go and meet him after we leave."
She knew her daughter was lively and active, and she was a little worried when she insisted on going out before.
They agreed only because He Leyou had vouched for them.
Seeing my daughter return safely put my mind at ease.
Sang Yichun was somewhat reluctant, "Mother, I don't want to go see her."
"I have already..."
Sang Yichun suddenly stopped talking; she already had someone she liked.
With a teasing look, Sang's mother asked, "What's wrong?"
"I already have someone I like."
Sang Yichun's face turned red, and she lowered her voice to a whisper.
Lian Siruo was quite surprised to see her daughter's shy appearance.
"Is it He Leyou?"
Deep down, she knew that her daughter had been constantly mentioning him ever since they met at the Martial Arts Alliance.
Even when they don't see him, they'll ask about him four or five times a day.
Mother Sang already knew this name by heart!
"Mother," Sang Yichun said, somewhat surprised, "how did you know?"
"You!" Mother Sang smiled and tapped Sang Yichun's forehead. "Your dependence on her is genuine."
rely.
He Leyou was indeed very good to her.
I buy her food when we go out, comfort her when she's unhappy, and protect her when she's in danger.
But Sang Yichun still hesitated, "I don't know if he likes me."
"You don't need to worry about this."
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Time flies, almost half a year has passed.
Qiu Jiayou has now firmly secured his position as the leader of the martial arts alliance.
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