31 | Demon Lord and his White Moonlight

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Xie Huai still wore the same clothes, only the hem of the clothes was a bit messy, and he felt that someone was helping him tidy up while he was half asleep, and his hands were attached to his waist through the clothes, and the scalding temperature seemed to be transmitted to his skin through layers of fabric. with a slight tremor.

After Fu Yan put him on the soft couch, he took off his robe and covered his shoulders.

There was still a thin layer of sweat on Xie Huai's forehead. He seemed to feel a little hot, so he stretched out his hand unconsciously, trying to take off the things on his body.

In order not to let him move, Fu Yan clasped his hand.

Even if Xie Huai fell asleep, his movements obviously paused, and then he really stopped moving.

The interior of the sedan chair is spacious, the inner walls are full of luxury, and the sedan chair is stable, no different from being in a bedroom. The old thing Fu Yan Xindao gave this is a good place to rest.

Passing through an invisible barrier, the originally empty valley was instantly replaced by another lively scene brightly lit in the night. Looking carefully, it was a bit scary. Standing on the cliff behind the barrier and looking down, all the houses and roof tiles, Putting together the city walls, the whole thing looks like a skeleton.

When they arrived in the city, they felt more bustling and prosperous than what they saw outside. They never imagined that the demons, who make people talk about it, are so peaceful.

The sedan chair drove slowly, and the crowds on the road gave way one after another. Occasionally, some acrobats made a detour, but the yelling of the roadside vendors and the crackling of firecrackers did not weaken at all.

Boom!

I don't know who set off the fireworks in front of me. The moment they exploded, the dark sky was illuminated like a tree of fire and silver flowers.

Xie Huai, who was not a deep sleeper, was woken up by the loud noise, and with the constant noise outside, he felt like he was in a busy city with folk customs and fun.

The moment he opened his eyes, his head was still dizzy, and it took him a long time to realize that the very familiar blue robe was standing in front of him.

"Are you awake?" The voice was clear and less deep. Fu Yan kept looking at him, his face was pale and tender, with a little blood color that had not faded, but he was too thin compared to ordinary people, with thin wrists and protruding wrist bones. I don't know How did you develop yourself like this.

As he spoke, he clenched his hands tightly, and the fingers clasped between the other's fingers deepened a little bit, which seemed to be intentional or unintentional.

But it happened to catch Xie Huai's attention. He saw that he had an extra hand out of five fingers at some point, and all the short-term missing memories came back in an instant. He was startled, and subconsciously withdrew his hand, and the robe on his body followed him. The action slipped.

Fu Yan glanced at his empty hand, and twirled his fingers seemingly absent-mindedly. Xie Huai silently watched his movements, and inexplicably felt a hint of... provocation.

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