In desperation, Leng Yan had no choice but to take a step back and asked: "Is there a suitable candidate?"

"Yes. And it's not necessarily a child's play." After saying that, Yang An narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a bit of rare cunning in his dark eyes, "But I still have to borrow Yeyue or Xinyou's spirit.

It's just a matter of sight. It's not that you can't believe it, but just in case. Otherwise, I can only steal thousands of pairs from you and marry me."

Hearing this, Leng Yan couldn't help but laugh: "If you really snatched a thousand pairs, I'm afraid the Presbyterian Council would be even more convinced."

"Oh? Really?"

The answer is obvious.

If he really snatched a thousand pairs, maybe he would have really put on a good show.

After chatting for a long time, Leng Yan finally untied his knot. After bidding farewell to Yang An, he returned to the wing. Qian Shuang, who had been touched by him on the sleeping point, was still asleep, but frowned, as if there were many things in his sleep.

Unsolvable worries.

Seeing her like this, Leng Yan couldn't help but feel distressed. He slowly reached out to untie Qian Shuang's acupuncture points, but after thinking about it, he gave up... Yang An's sudden appearance caused her too much trouble, so it would be better to let her have a good night's rest.

, not to mention that Yang An is not as vicious as they initially suspected, and there is nothing to worry about in the future.

Yang An, who was standing guard in the pavilion, welcomed the second guest tonight - Jiang Xinyou.

Different from the face-to-face conversation with Leng Yan, when facing Jiang Xinyou, Yang An called Zhu Xin to serve wine, food and cakes, and sat face to face like old friends. Even the smiles in the corners of his eyes were a little brighter.

"Does he trust you to come out to see me alone?"

Unexpectedly, Yang An asked such a question.

Thinking of Ye Yue, Jiang Xinyou naturally smiled and curved her beautiful eyes: "He actually rarely cares about my personal affairs. Besides...there is nothing I can hide from him. Maybe it's just to make me feel more comfortable."

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With that said, Jiang Xinyou picked up the wine glass and drank a glass.

There was a layer of blue light floating around the wine in the demon world, which looked strange and scary, but Jiang Xinyou frowned and drank it anyway, finding that the taste was refreshing and not too spicy.

Seeing how cheerful she was, Yang An couldn't help but smile and asked: "You are the only one among all the people who does not doubt me."

"What?"

"The demon king's identity, current mana, and current stance..." Yang An raised his eyebrows as he spoke, "Whether I am an enemy or a friend to you, you are the only one who has never doubted it."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but paused. She was stunned for a long time before slowly shaking her head: "You are wrong. I had doubts at first. In the God Realm, many people will give advice on what is about to happen. I guessed it at first.

When you were in the demon world, I was worried and scared, but after receiving Ye Nian's flying pigeon letter, I wasn't so worried.

I'm scared. The most important thing is..." Speaking of this, Jiang Xinyou couldn't help but reveal a sly smile, "Actually, I used my spiritual eyes when I saw you in the evening. I know whether you are good or bad, and what you have done.

, It's just... I really didn't see Chu Jun smiling in your hands at that time... It seems that this spiritual eye sometimes doesn't work..."

"It's not that it doesn't work, it's just that I used some spells. If you see through them a lot, it must be that my spells don't work." Yang An put down his wine glass and continued with a slight frown, "I do.

I was brought here by the Presbyterian Church, but what happened after that was all my fault. I thought that if I wanted to hide it from the eyes of the Presbyterian Council, I had to pretend that nothing had happened, so I used it on myself.
Chapter completed!