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Compared to Ran Qingmo, Tianyan's hands were smaller, less bony and cold, and more soft and warm.

It's so warm and cozy.

A gust of wind swept in, and the white mist below the abyss surged and boiled.

Xu Yuan glanced at the girl beside him, skillfully using his fingertips to pry open her palm, intending to change their clasped hands into interlocked fingers.

Tianyan glanced at his sleeve, frowned slightly, but ultimately let him do as he pleased.

Their fingers intertwined, and feeling the warmth emanating from her hand, a tenderness appeared in Xu Yuan's eyes.

There are some things Tianyan may never say in her own words, but her actions speak for themselves.

Feeling the cool breeze after the rain, Xu Yuan suddenly chuckled and said:

"This spot is really great. Jumping from here gives me the feeling of dying together as lovers?"

"A double suicide?"

Tianyan's voice was the complete opposite of her warm little hands; it was cold and sharp-tongued.

"Lord Xu, you certainly have the leisure and refined taste to think about such things."

Xu Yuan shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"We're being pursued, our future is uncertain, and this Ghost Mist is so vast that even if we were both at the Origin Beginning, we wouldn't be entirely confident of surviving. If we were to die, wouldn't that be suicide for love?"

Tianyan coldly interrupted him, "Shut your mouth."

Xu Yuan blinked and chuckled:

"Okay, I knew you didn't want me to die. Oops, I was wrong, I was wrong, it hurts."

Tianyan tightened his grip, and a piercing pain shot through their interlocked fingers.

Even among those at the Origin Beginning, there are differences, let alone Xu Yuan, who is merely an empty shell of Origin Beginning.

The combat strength between Tianyan, who had already merged with the Tianyan, and him was on a completely different level.

If she were to make a move now, without using the Charm God Dao Rhyme to unleash the Charm Poison, he would likely be completely subdued by her in less than three rounds.

Seeing Xu Yuan's pained expression, a fleeting smile crossed Tianyan's usually cold face:

"Let's go, idiot."

Without waiting for Xu Yuan's reaction, she grabbed him and jumped down.

The two figures plummeted rapidly, and in a short while, they landed in the cloud-like white mist below.

Buzz--

The moment he entered the fog, Xu Yuan felt a buzzing in his head.

The white mist we had just seen above the cliff had vanished, replaced by boundless darkness.

It was eerily cold, deathly silent, and utterly still.

With each breath, a few random thoughts would spread through my chest.

These distracting thoughts would be almost imperceptible if Xu Yuan were not currently in the Origin Beginning.

This is a jumble of thoughts formed by a mixture of extreme emotions and desires.

Slaughter, envy, greed, lust.

Seven years later, he was surprised to Ghost Mist again in this way.

Moreover, compared to the previous time when we could only watch from afar outside the formation, this time, only by personally entering the Ghost Mist could we truly perceive its terrifying nature.

His brows furrowed, and a glint of blood-red light flashed in Xu Yuan's eyes, instantly dispelling all the distracting thoughts from before.

Ghost Mist is indeed a terrifying existence that is impossible for mortals to understand.

Anyone who enters will die.

However, for cultivators, especially high-level cultivators, the Ghost Mist is nothing; what poses a greater threat are the demons and ghosts within it.

Of course, besides this, there's the corrosive effect of the Ghost Mist on the human body.

However, this process will be very slow. With his and Tianyan's cultivation levels, as long as they don't stay inside for ten or eight years, they will have no chance of being turned into ghosts.

After the Cultivation Method began to operate, Xu Yuan's vision, which had been plunged into darkness, returned to normal.

The white mist remained the same, while the girl beside him stared at him with a mocking expression.

Xu Yuan clicked his tongue and asked:

"What are you looking at?"

Tianyan's golden eyes shone like the rising sun amidst the Ghost Mist, but his exquisitely beautiful face was filled with disdain.

"A silver-plated spearhead, what a joke! You even have the cultivation of the Origin Beginning, yet you fell for mere Ghost Mist. You're really weak."

Xu Yuan's eye twitched, then he smiled smugly:

"Yes, I am that weak."

As he spoke, he gently pulled his interlocked fingers together, drawing the girl into his arms.

"That's why I need you to protect me, sister."

Tianyan reached out and pushed him away, glaring at him:

"As the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a dignified seven-foot-tall man, he acts like a scoundrel, utterly lacking in integrity."

After being pushed away, Xu Yuan smiled and leaned closer again:

"It's been seven years, you should be used to it by now, shouldn't you?"

". snort."

Tianyan's petite and delicate body trembled slightly, and she snorted, "Don't hug me like that, don't distract me in this Ghost Mist."

Xu Yuan looked at her expression and smiled gently:

"Then I'll listen to Yan'er."

"Hmph."

Tianyan snorted, then instantly looked up, his eyes filled with anger and resentment. "What did you just call me?"

Xu Yuan replied matter-of-factly, "Yan'er."

"Don't call me that." Tianyan's eyes turned cold.

Xu Yuan gave a forced smile, "Okay, Yan'er."

After saying that,

Instead of a shy acquiescence, Xu Yuan was greeted with a cold, low snort:

"Xu Yuan, do you want to die?"

Xu Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Tianyan's beautiful eyes narrowed into two crystalline slits as she stared at him. "Who gave you permission to call me that?"

The wind whistled past his ears as he plummeted, and as his sleeves fluttered, he clearly saw the anger in her eyes.

I'm angry.

After a moment's thought, Xu Yuan suddenly realized something.

He was a bit too hasty.

Tianyan's tacit acceptance of physical contact made him subconsciously assume that she had resolved much of her inner conflict and that he could take advantage of her vulnerability. However, he overlooked Tianyan's awkward nature.

She did not make a choice between reality and emotion.

Because of her feelings for him, she could tacitly accept the unspoken intimacy in their physical interactions, but she was still unable to bring herself to explicitly express it.

Because once you admit it, there's no turning back.

Now, Tianyan needs to use some high-sounding reasons to cover up his true feelings.

For example, removing the Charm Poison, or the excuse he gave for holding her hand earlier.

Ghost Mist is dangerous, and he's afraid of getting lost, so he needs her protection.

Even though the reason was utterly absurd, it served as a protective shield for her to acquiesce to his rudeness.

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Thinking of this, Xu Yuan looked at the cold-faced girl in front of him and silently curled his lip.

She has such a peculiar personality.

But this is also good. If we don't confirm the relationship now, and we get to have a deeper conversation, there will be times when you'll regret it.

As they locked eyes, Tianyan realized his earlier lapse in composure, a flicker of regret crossing his eyes, and his voice softened slightly:

"Don't call me Yan'er."

Xu Yuan blinked, his eyes innocent:

"Then what should I call you? Hello?"

Tianyan turned his face away, his voice becoming even softer:

"It's not like I don't have a name."

"Tianyan?"

"Um."

"Then you can call me Xu Yuan from now on."

"Um?"

"I prefer people to call me Xu Yuan, not Changtian."

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