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Feng Zhi grabbed Long Yan's hand and refused to let go.

Of course, Long Yan was happy to be grabbed by her like this, so how could he struggle?

After a long while, Feng Zhi s eyes were wide open as she tried her best to see the Long Yan in front of him clearly, "Since you are Long Yan, then I will tell you a secret …"

Secret?

In fact, Long Yan did not put the secret Feng Zhi had told him into his heart at the beginning.

Since Feng Zhi was six years old, he had always been together with Feng Zhi, practically being together day and night. At the very least, for the past ten years, there had been no secrets to Feng Zhi.

As for before, what kind of extraordinary secret could a child before the age of six have?

Even though she thought that in his heart, since Feng Zhi was willing to open his heart to him, even after drinking, Long Yan would be happy. Thus, he smiled as he looked at Feng Zhi, "Alright, I'm listening.

After being asked this question, Feng Zhi actually remained silent.

Her large eyes were a little misty, as if she was thinking about some distant past.

Looking at Feng Zhi who was like this, Long Yan's heart subconsciously felt a little uneasy. He could tell that Feng Zhi definitely did not think of his existence.

Just as Long Yan was frowning and feeling a kind of faint fear in his heart, Feng Zhi spoke.

"I've never told this secret to anyone else …" She blinked, then paused for a moment before continuing, "Actually, I'm not in this world …"

He was only halfway through.

Long Yan waited for a long time, but beforehe could finish, she raised his head and looked at Feng Zhi in surprise. He only saw that the person who was just telling her the secret in her heart to him was already half squinting his eyes, showing that he was already tired.

Feng Zhi was tired, of course Long Yan wouldn't wake her up just to hear the secret she told halfway after she got drunk. Thus, she gently retracted her hand and helped Feng Zhi put down her pillow, gently supporting her and preparing her to lie down.

Just as he was about to settle Feng Zhi and cover her with the blanket, he heard Feng Zhi unwittingly mutter: "… I, am not in this world … "…"

Long Yan was startled as well.

Not people from this world?

What secret was this?

After thinking for a good while, he still could not think of a reason, so Long Yan did not continue thinking about it.

He was not moved at all by Feng Zhi's secret. In fact, after the dragon clan left from Profound Martial Continent and moved their clan over to Dragon Valley, Dragon Valley and Profound Martial Continent were basically separated into two different worlds.

If he really had to calculate it this way, he couldn't be considered a person of this world.

The same was true for the phoenix race as well.

Therefore, to Long Yan, not to mention that he still hadn't completely understood what Feng Zhi meant, even if Feng Zhi was truly not someone who came from this world like her senseless words, it wouldn't be a big deal.

If that was the case, why would he need to think about it?

In that moment, Long Yan tossed that question to the back of his mind.

He only focused on watching Feng Zhi, who had fallen asleep in such a short time, and her head hurt.

As Little White had followed Feng Zhi for a whole ten years, Long Yan now knew that Feng Zhi was very honest when she slept, but now, who was this person, who even seemed to be baring her fangs and brandishing her claws when she slept?

Was drunkenness really that much of a change for a person?

However …

Long Yan looked at Feng Zhi and couldn't help but chuckle.

Then, in the name of caring for Feng Zhi, could he just stay here and not leave today?

Thinking about that, the golden light in Long Yan's eyes lit up.

Then it was happily decided!

When Feng Zhi woke up again, although her head did not hurt, her entire body still felt uncomfortable.

She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling.

She remembered that she had drunk a small bottle of her father's treasured Pure Wind Drunk, together with and Feng Lai, and then …

How come I don't remember anymore?

Carefully thinking back to what happened after drinking, Feng Zhi unwittingly wanted to stretch her arms, then discovered that something was amiss.

"Huh …"

There was someone by her side?

In practically an instant, Feng Zhi's entire body tensed up.

Without even looking at what kind of face the person lying beside him had, Feng Zhi withdrew his index finger and bent it straight towards him.

The one who slept in the same bed as Feng Zhi for the entire night was of course, Long Yan.

His original beautiful dream had also turned into a nightmare that completely terrified him. When he opened his eyes, he saw that although Feng Zhi's two fingers, which looked slender and white, were actually raised to the sound of the whistling wind, grabbing towards his eyes.

Long Yan was shocked.

After taking care of the dishonest Feng Zhi the whole night, he finally managed to take a nap. How did she wake up and only find Feng Zhi's fingers in her eyes?

With his hand raised to block Feng Zhi's finger, Long Yan heard the sound produced when the two touched their finger tips. He became a little afraid and asked, "Feng Zhi, what are you doing now?"

Only now did Feng Zhi realize that the one who was lying beside her was no one else but Long Yan.

Feeling relieved, she retracted her hand and frowned as she glanced at Long Yan, "There is suddenly someone lying beside this man, and it's a man. Where would she have the time to look at who he is?"

Of course, he had to point a finger first.

Long Yan's back was covered in sweat.

Feng Zhi then looked at Long Yan, "Why are you here, didn't I say you were going to stay at Feng Lai's courtyard?"

Long Yan looked at Feng Zhi helplessly, "So, you still don't remember what you did after getting drunk yesterday?"

Feng Zhi was startled.

She was drunk.

With just that little bit of alcohol, she was already drunk, so her alcohol tolerance hadn't even caught up to her past life?

Hearing Long Yan mention it, she picked up his question after waking up. He continued to think back to what he had done after drinking the previous day, but no matter how she thought about it, his mind was completely blank.

Thus, Long Yan sat by her side and told her about his drunken stupor from yesterday.

"..." He grabbed Feng Ming's neck and asked him where the little demoness came from, grabbed Feng Lai and was about to plant sunflowers in his nose, while singing a song, "What kind of king wants me to go on a tour of the mountains …"

Feng Zhi almost wanted to cover her face and deny that it was her.

However, looking at how she had interacted with Long Yan for so many years, he would definitely not lie to her.

Thinking up to here, Feng Zhi was in a momentary daze. She seemed to remember someone very firmly telling her that they would never lie to her.

That person, is he Long Yan?

She remembered the faint joy she had felt when she heard this, and then her eyes fell on the flowers that still looked very fresh on the bed.