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Chapter 11: Anticipation and Fighting

Another unhappiness broke up, and Shuang Jiu slammed the door angrily.

After Shuang Jiu left, the light in Zhuo Yan's eyes gradually disappeared, his eyes were still on Ban Xia, and suddenly the expression on his face became a little dazed.

Zhuo Yan didn't know why he was so fond of Ban Xia, and he forgot the hundreds of years of friendship between him and Shuang Jiu for Ban Xia. He had only raised Ban Xia for 18 years.

The relationship between Zhuoyan and Shuangjiu is very contradictory. Their clans are tit for tat, but the two became friends regardless of the dispute between the two factions. Occasionally, they drink with Yue and discuss with each other.

At this time, Ban Xia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

These eyes did not have the dull look when he first woke up. He stared blankly at the roof, and after blinking three times, he was sure that he really woke up.

Zhuoyan noticed it when he opened his eyes, turned around and poured him a glass of water, then sat beside him and helped him up.

Ban Xia followed his actions and drank the water obediently. When the water flowed down her throat, Ban Xia really felt that she was still alive.

Ban Xia felt that he had been in that empty world for many, many years, listening to the woman chanting about the person named "Mu Qingrong".

The woman didn't simply read these three words, but was also mixed with love and hatred for him from time to time.

And what she often reads is - "I wish you were dumb".

Ban Xia always felt that he knew something, but let him think about it carefully, but he couldn't remember anything.

He finished drinking the water with a blank expression on his face. Although the look in his eyes was still there, the feeling of burning had changed.

Zhuo Yan held his face lightly with some worry, and looked directly into his eyes, as if he wanted to see something from those eyes.

Banxia has a pair of amber eyes, which are especially beautiful in the sun. In these eyes, there is only the figure of Zhuoyan all the year round, and he is unwilling to move away at any time.

At this time, Banxia is just looking at Zhuoyan, but Zhuoyan can't find the familiar feeling.

"Ban Xia..." Zhuo Yan gently shook his shoulder, "Ban Xia?"

Ban Xia's eyes rolled slightly, he opened his mouth, but shut up before being reminded by Zhuo Yan not to speak.

He stretched out his hand to caress the scorching cheek, caressed his brows and eyes, brushed the corner of the scorching lips with his thumb, and stopped his movements.

He knew, he knew why he couldn't speak anymore, because he was cursed by that person.

But even if this is the case, he really wants to call out the name of burning flame, even if it is only once...

Zhuo Yan felt that he was being watched by familiar eyes again, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, he once again felt that the restriction he set was touched, and he was being attacked by force.

Zhuo Yan's brows and eyes that had just been stretched, wrinkled again before the wrinkles were flattened.

The people who were guarding outside the house day and night probably saw Shuang Jiu leaving angrily, and felt that there was no one to help him anymore, so they did so.

Zhuo Yan gently pulled down Ban Xia's hand that was still on his cheek, and suddenly smiled obscenely—he didn't pay attention to these people.

Zhuoyan asked Banxia to lie down, and said softly: "You take a rest, some 'guests' outside need me to entertain, I will be back soon, be good, go to sleep."

Ban Xia nodded docilely, watched Zhuo Yan leave the room, and closed the door from the outside.

Ban Xia completely wrapped himself in the quilt, he really wanted to, really wanted to call Zhuo Yan's name himself, if Zhuo Yan heard it and responded to him, he would feel it was worth it, even if he could only say three words It doesn't matter.

Zhuo Yan closed the door gently, and turned to face the crowd opposite.

There are fairies, demons and monsters here, but dumb words are what everyone longs for.

Zhuo Yan stroked a strand of hair in front of him with one hand, narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, raised his jaw slightly, as if he was very disdainful, his eyes slowly swept across everyone present, and his voice raised two points: "Want to get him? Then kill me first."

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