While she felt familiar with Di Yanyi, she also felt a hint of other feelings. It seems that the strong hatred engraved in the soul is beginning to overflow.

Extremely, when she looked at Di Yanyi's gentle expression, she couldn't help but nod and agreed to him.

And by the time she found out, she had promised him, and she would never go back again......

Cheng Xinyan turned her head to look at Di Yanyi, and saw that under his sleeping face, there seemed to be an elf hidden under his delicate and long eyebrows, as if he could open his eyes and flicker at any time.

Di Yanyi, who was asleep, lacked the tenderness on his face, and actually had a cold feeling.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, pale and colorless, and his complexion was even more miserable.

His hands were casually placed aside, if it weren't for his heaving chest, she would definitely think that Di Yanyi was just a lifeless body.

Just as she saw him cruel to himself just now, the sharp pain in her heart was so real, and the feeling of suffocation seemed to make her uncomfortably die and live.

But after calming down, she felt afraid, and the extremely faint hatred that had always been, Cheng Xinyan's eyes flashed slightly, and she finally had a little focus.

When she had just changed his clothes and bandaged him, she also caught a glimpse of the wound on his waist last time, although it had become very light, but she could still vaguely see the shocking wound that had been there.

She was shocked, uncomfortable, and even guilty, all pressing on her non-stop, but under this extreme, she even felt a trace of coldness.

It seems to come from the coolness of Di Yanyi.

She knew that she was uneasy tonight, perhaps because the forgotten dream demon had appeared.

It's just that what is strange about her is that this coolness has always been just going towards Di Yanyi.

Cheng Xinyan rolled her eyes, walked towards Di Yanyi, squatted on the edge of his bed, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Suddenly, something flashed in her mind, Cheng Xinyan got up, glanced at Di Yanyi with a pale face, to be precise, stared at his chin.

Immediately, Cheng Xinyan's face changed, and she suddenly turned around and strode towards the hot spring.

When she stepped inside, the water of the hot spring was already pale blue, the color of a lake, but it was also smoking, proving that it was a hot spring and not a cold lake.

Cheng Xinyan frowned, turned her steps, stepped forward, looked down at the water of the hot spring, and her eyes suddenly seemed to flash with a glimmer, but after a closer look, she felt that there was no.

She kicked her shoes off, took off her coat again, and walked towards the hot springs.

If she remembered correctly, Di Yanyi had a long sword on his body just now, and then he seemed to be afraid of hurting her, so he threw the long sword back.

She only saw a white light flashing in the red water, and then she disappeared, and the direction was behind.

And even if Di Yanyi came down to the water later, it seemed that he had already gone out without taking out the long sword.

He was the only one who went down when she went to get his clothes from his cupboard, but she didn't see him holding a sword in his hand, which must still be in the water......

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The sound of flowing water came, Di Yanyi opened his eyes suddenly, his face was as pale as paper almost instantly, his fingertips moved slightly, and then there was a flash of white light, and then a long sword appeared in his hand.

Di Yanyi sat up slowly, looking at the long sword in his hand for a moment, staring at the long sword in disbelief and thoughtful......

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