Now, after finally asking these words, he did not feel relieved. Instead, his heart ached with pain, and Qian Shuang's eyes gradually became wet, and she looked at him helplessly.

Almost without thinking, he stood up slowly, walked to her and opened his arms, hugged her hard, and said in an inaudible voice close to her ear: "I'm nervous because I care."

"So you don't care?"

"I care. But now that it has become a fact, I thought... I thought that as long as we are together again, there is no need to worry about other things. But now..."

His soft words betrayed his thoughts.

Xia Qianshuang is such a smart woman, she can't tell what Leng Yan is thinking at this moment.

In his arms, she couldn't help but froze, and cold sweat broke out in her palms. She tugged on his sleeves and raised her eyes in surprise. She met Leng Yan's deep black eyes and asked in surprise: "So the things about the demon world are the same as Yang's."

Is it related to the shore?”

Leng Yan was stunned and didn't know how to answer. He only listened to Qian Shuang's relentless questioning: "Shang Xuanguang is looking for you because of this matter related to Yang An, right? He left the formation of gods and demons, right? He said that?"

Is it the intention of the Presbyterian Church to make us gods, and is it also the intention of the Presbyterian Church to use us to kill each other? If Yang An is brought back by them, then does Lin Haobai also..."

Facing her one after another questions, Leng Yan could only sigh. They had expected everything, but they didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

And this sigh confirmed Xia Qianshuang's guess. She fell almost limply into Leng Yan's arms. Even the fingers that were holding on to his sleeves gradually loosened up, hanging to the side feebly, murmuring.

He muttered to himself: "Can't...can't...Yang An can't leave the formation of gods and demons, he...can't..."

Qian Shuang said in a daze: "Xinyou and Yeyue don't know about this... They don't know anything about this... I lied to them... The Presbyterian Council must have known about this a long time ago.

It’s coming for me! It must be coming for me!”

Having known Qian Shuang for tens of thousands of years, Leng Yan had never seen her in such a panic. At this moment, he couldn't help but hold her thin shoulders tightly, looked at her and asked nervously: "Qian Shuang, what's going on?

?Do you know anything else about Yang An?"

The hot temperature of his palm was close to the gauze of her arm. The temperature in the demon world was much colder than that of the human world, and the body temperature from Leng Yan's body seemed to remind her that she was still alive...

Staring into Leng Yan's deep pupils, Xia Qianshuang was lost for a long time. After a while, she asked word for word: "If I tell you all the truth, can you help me keep this secret? If I don't tell Xinyou, I won't

Tell Yeyue, can you keep it secret from anyone?"

At this moment, the expression on Qian Shuang's face was extremely serious, as if there were really many things that were difficult to talk about, but she had to ask Leng Yan to bear them with her.

Leng Yan vaguely noticed something. Even if Yang An had never married her, and even if they were just ordinary friends, Qian Shuang had absolutely no reason not to want Yang An to escape from the array of gods and demons and return to this world.
Chapter completed!