You can always trust little Wei’Er.
If in the past, Song Yan would silently lick his wounds like a lone wolf after being seriously injured, now... he only needed to immerse himself in the gentle world of Han Weizi.
The role of the "lamp" was to help him recover quickly, mind and body both healing, while worries were completely drowned out.
Tossed by the waves, Song Yan did not stop until he released all his fatigue and oppression, then embraced the equally exhausted little Wei’Er, gently playing with her wet ink-black hair while looking down at her sunset-like cheeks.
In the air, there seemed to be the floral fragrance of fresh rain from distant mountains.
Little Wei’Er was that scent.
She made you happy, even the sense of smell would not subject you to anything unpleasant.
The sunset faded away, dreamlike and illusory, presenting a kind of satisfying tranquility.
Little Wei’Er felt his gaze, and she couldn’t help but lift her head to meet his eyes.
Yet, upon seeing the lord’s face, familiar but still starkly different from her impression, her body suddenly tensed, like a taut bow...
After a long time, she returned to normal...
She kept telling herself: this is the lord, this is the lord.
Then, she started worrying.
Her heart could hardly not be attached to Song Yan.
Suddenly, she bit her lip and said, "Lord, why don’t we try to contact the Sea Break Sect?"
Song Yan knew well the mind of the young lady in his arms, yet he responded, "Why?"
Han Weizi said, "Because of the matter with the little bell, plus the Mountain Sea Old Ancestor heavily injured the Endless Night Emperor, we’ve formed a feud with the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty. Now, we’ve offended the Crane Spirit Sect. If the Endless Night Emperor attacks us again, the Crane Spirit Sect not only won’t help, they might even add insult to injury. The only ally we can rely on now is the Sea Break Sect."
A hint of malice flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "How about we give the little bell to the Endless Night Emperor to temporarily appease him, then first annex the Crane Spirit Sect. But the Crane Spirit Sect has many subordinate forces, lord can at most lead the Ice Abyss Phoenix to attack one place, so it must be swift and ruthless."
Song Yan was stunned.
He looked at the venomous woman in his arms.
What kind of wicked idea is this?
Han Weizi saw that Song Yan didn’t answer, so she continued, "Lord, it’s not that I’m ruthless. If sending me out could help resolve the danger for lord, I’m willing to do it."
Her eyes flashed with a dense worry, evidently thinking the current situation was extremely unfavorable for the lord, so she began to senselessly offer ideas.
Song Yan was more and more amazed.
If this venomous woman were truly offering malicious plans, that would be one thing, but what kind of naive suggestions are these?
Is she really sure this would work?
He lowered his head again to look at Han Weizi’s face, and that face still bore the look of serious contemplation, clearly... these ideas had indeed gone through her mind.



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