
Hearing Han Zhao's shouting voice, made Chyou Chen speechless. He could not say a single fracture. All had been clearly seen from the sound as well as the tears that kept flowing soaked Hong Li's handsome face.
"WHAT?? Do you still think that I killed someone??" han Zhao asked in between her small tears.
His voice was hoarse, his face was wet, his hands were clenched strongly, his body aura was extremely gloomy. Even as his eyes continued to flow puddles of water, Han Zhao did not let out his sobs at all. He's holding her?? Wh why?? Why not take her out?? It hurts, doesn't it.
"I don't really understand what you're muttering right now. Do you still think I'm the complete demon of all this destruction??" exclaimed Han Zhao who was now his self had sunk deep in his fury.
On the other hand, Chyou Chen did not open his mouth. All he wanted was to make Han Zhao a little calmer. That was all that was in Chyou Chen's mind right now. "....."
"Are you worried about something else??"
"....."
"Why are you just silent like that?!! Answer me, CHYOU CHEN!!!" han Zhao exclaimed with the name of the man slightly higher.
Heard his name being mentioned by the man. Chyou Chen felt stunned. It's strange, after all this time he didn't hear the man mention even call his name. But now. He could hear himself, the man shouting his name.
"....."
"I'm not a physician. I am also not an expert in medicine. All I could do at that moment was carry his bloodied body. Hopefully in Li's hometown there is still a healer. But I didn't find it."
"......"
"I failed to keep my promise to her. You won't know why I'm doing such a thing to the Yi and Li royal families. All you know, I'm just a demon disguised as an angel!!"
*Tak..tak..tak*
The sound of footsteps sounded so fast. This man named Chyou Chen rushed to run with a red sword, approaching Han Zhao who was standing while he lowered his gaze.
"Uhh??" Han Zhao was stunned as something warm hugged his trembling body slowly.
"I've reminded you too, haven't I??, to her so many times. Don't take your steps too far" Chyou Chen said trying to calm Han Zhao's chaotic feelings.
Although he knew clearly how Han Zhao was feeling at the moment. But a speech alone will not be able to melt his anger which has now reached its limit.
"Take me off!!" pinta Han Zhao without moving his body. He didn't rebel, but his mouth kept saying (let go of me). You know!! Only Chyou Chen understood the meaning of the word (Let go of me) that Han Zhao always said to him.
"No!!! Before things get better, I won't let you go!!" sahut Chyou Chen with his flat tone. But this is very strange, even though his voice sounds so flat. But the body that was now hugging Han Zhao's body, it felt so soft. The taste is also very warm.
Even Han Zhao himself was also shocked when he realized that. What's wrong with her?? He's a really strange guy.
"What are you doing?!! You have to go back!!" han Zhao said as he slowly pushed Chyou Chen's body back, to make the distance between his body and the body of the man in front of him.
Chyou Chen was a little stunned as he received the enthusiastic treatment and heard the remark from the man, making Chyou Chen grab one of the hands of the man and give a red sword over his palm.
"...?!!!!...."
"What's wrong??" chyou Chen asked as he saw the man only speechless.
Han Zhao turned his head, he looked as if he was taking his eyes off the man standing even as he was talking to him.
"Do it yourself!! Because I would never do that to you!!" han Zhao Sahut
Chyou Chen let out his breath slowly. "What's wrong?? Can't you kill me??" chyou Chen asked with his strange tone, thus making the man in front of him turn his head and stare intently towards his self with enthusiasm.
"Me?? Can't kill you?? Ck...No kidding!! I can even kill you in a more painful way, compared to having to chop off your head!!" han Zhao said as he pulled out his sword.
Hearing the threat from the man, made Chyou Chen chuckle. Hate, fear, worry, anxiety, and even a body that was shaking slowly, had now changed with a smile and a small laugh. He looks very happy when he is near the figure of the man who is now standing in front of him.
"You know?? When you say something like that, you look a lot scarier than the god of death" said Chyou Chen, who was teasing the man in front of him.
"The god of death you mean is me!! You idiot!" sneer Han Zhao with his small voice.
"Uhhhh!??" hearing the sound of a small whisper made Chyou Chen look back at the man in front of him with a puzzled look.
*Prigg*
The sound of a sword falling to the ground, this white-cloaked man had already changed his gaze. He seemed to be in an incredible calm.
"If you don't do it now, the portal to get out of the dream cultivation world will soon be covered by that sword" Han Zhao explained as he turned his body direction, turning his direction, and walked away leaving the man standing behind her.
"Where are you going??" asked Chyou Chen with his astonished look. However Chyou Chen's question this time, did not make the man walking in front of him stop.
"Solve my unresolved affairs" Han Zhao replied in his cold tone.
"Where can I meet you??" ask Chyou Chen again.
"For now!! Stop seeing me first. Soon something big will happen. I hope you like him, young master Chen"
"Stop calling me young master!!" reprimand Chyou Chen with his unpleasant tone.
"Wantas?? What do you want me to call it??" asked Han Zhao who only turned a little bit of his head.
"Call me Chyou Chen!!"
"Wowwww!!! What was?? Suddenly you asked for something personal like this" led Han Zhao with his flat tone, although now he had been far ahead of Chyou Chen.
"....." hearing Han Zhao's teasing, made Chyou Chen slightly wrinkle his two eyebrows. Is he angry?? Ohhh certainly not. Look, although his forehead is wrinkled, but his faint red lips are clearly visible he has put on a thin smile of his.