Xiao Chen saw this and was speechless, reaching out to pat her cheek: "Wake up, stop being amorous!"
"Ah? What's the situation?" Ye Yanyao, feeling the pain, became slightly more lucid and stared blankly at Xiao Chen.
Suddenly, she sat up sharply, instinctively looked around, and then fixed her gaze on Xiao Chen, "Are you real or an illusion?"
"You guess?" Xiao Chen replied irritably.
"Definitely fake, eat my sword!" Ye Yanyao raised her hand, forming a long sword, and thrust it towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen saw this and casually grabbed the long sword, speechless, "At a time like this, you still have the mood to joke?"
This sword from Ye Yanyao had no power, much like kids playing house.
Obviously, Ye Yanyao was just teasing Xiao Chen; she already believed she had been rescued by him.
"Wuwu..." Ye Yanyao suddenly dropped the sword and threw herself into Xiao Chen's arms, weeping, "Xiao Chen, I couldn't save them. It's my fault they ended up like that, all my fault!"
