Seeing that Leng Xin was so active in making suggestions, wanting the two of them not to be discovered, the suppressed feelings just now eased a lot, and Gao Wen no longer insisted, "Leng Xin." He exclaimed softly.

"Hmm. Leng Xin agreed, "There seem to be a lot of shops over there, let's go over and have a look." With that, she pulled Gawain by the sleeve and walked forward.

Gawain has always felt that "cold heart" is a very cold name. Coupled with the word "adult" at the back, it makes people feel even more cold.

In fact, this is also true.

Leng Xin slept in that cold dormitory for a full nineteen years, her body was constantly growing, but she never opened her eyes, and she was no different from the living dead.

Many times during her long years of sleep, Gawain spoke his heart at her bedside. At first, it was because he wanted to kill his people in front of the cold heart, but gradually it became a habit, and sometimes he would take the accounts of the shrine and talk to himself while calculating in front of her bed.

Leng Xin was a good listener at that time, although she would never give him any response.

She was still alive, but she was no different from dead.

Gawain felt pitiful for such a cold heart. The dormitory, like a tomb in the shrine, had already buried the cold heart, and he slowly became cold with it. At that time, he had no hope for himself, and he drew a clear line with his kindred, so he could only guard the corpse-like girl and grow old.

Even he felt that it would not be a bad thing if he could really survive the decades in peace like that.

However, one day, Leng Xin woke up.

The name that made him feel cold was no longer a code name for a lifeless girl, but a real person, a person who would make people feel warm when they laughed. Gawain didn't know if the encounter between Leng Xin's so-called last god servant and the last demon prince was a kind of fate, but he felt that it was God's favor for him.

Her name is Cold Heart, but she is not an indifferent person at all.

Gawain himself is indifferent, this is the nature of the demon race, and even the same kind like Shaya, who does not have much demon blood, has cruel blood flowing in his body. It is precisely because he is indifferent enough that he has been able to take charge of the Divine Palace for many years without making a mess while he is sleeping coldly.

The difference between gods and demons probably lies in this.

Gawain could only be gentle with Leng Xin alone, because he was her servant, and this was what he had to do as an envoy.

But Leng Xin can be very gentle with everyone, even if it is someone like Xie You and Nie Xing who will annoy her, she does not directly get rid of people who do not suit his heart like him.

Gao Wen accompanied Leng Xin to wander among the various shops, and Leng Xin really talked to every shopkeeper about his daily routine as he said.

Under the backdrop of coldness, Gawain saw his ugliness more and more.

He has the purest bloodline of the demon race, and in appearance he is actually more beautiful and attractive than Leng Xin, who is a servant of the gods. But people will approach him solely because his face is charming, not because of himself. And now...... The owners of the shops chatted around Leng Xin, but not because of Leng Xin's appearance, but because Leng Xin was always concerned about whether their business was good or not from the bottom of his heart.