The yao people seemed endless.
However, Xiao Yao soon discovered that Feng Ye Xuan did not intend to prolong the fight.
He pulled Xiao Yao and quickly retreated to the edge of the cliff where Feng Wu Ya had fallen.
He was already well aware of the situation below.
Taking advantage of the yao people's encirclement, he suddenly grabbed Xiao Yao and, as if he had stumbled, fell off the cliff edge.
In an instant, they vanished.
After a long while, the yao people above dispersed in all directions.
Feng Ye Xuan, who had been hanging on the cliff edge, lightly landed on a rock and put Xiao Yao down.
"You're poisoned," she whispered.
Just as she was about to retrieve a medicine bottle from her spatial dimension, her sharp eyes spotted medicinal herbs nearby.
Without a word, she immediately went over and pulled out the herbs.
"Quick, sit down, I'll detoxify you."
Feng Ye Xuan stared at the herbs in her hand.
The dead woman rarely used medicinal herbs because her Qiankun Chain was full of antidotes.
Unable to hide his disappointment, he sat down beside her, tore open the sleeve of his arm, and closed his eyes to circulate his energy.
When Xiao Yao approached, he said faintly, "The poison is not deep. This King can expel it himself by circulating his energy."
Meaning, he didn't need her.
His tone was dismissive.
Xiao Yao felt a little annoyed and could only find a slightly better spot nearby to sit and rest quietly.
Her stomach rumbled.
She had food in her Qiankun Chain and really wanted to take it out and eat heartily.
But...
Her master had told her never to reveal the secret of the Qiankun Chain to anyone.
If she took it out now, it would be exposed to Feng Ye Xuan.
Xiao Yao could only pat her stomach, endure her hunger, and continue to close her eyes and rest.
Feng Ye Xuan was watching her.
If she were the dead woman, she would never have wronged her stomach at a time like this.
The dead woman might lack many things, but when it came to food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, she would absolutely treat her delicate body well.
Her Qiankun Chain contained everything.
But Xiao Yao made no move.
A moment for tea passed, a moment for incense passed, an hour passed...
Finally, she fell asleep, still hungry.
Not the dead woman...
The last glimmer of hope in Feng Ye Xuan's eyes completely vanished.
The wound on his arm was not serious, and the poison was not deep. After circulating his energy to heal, he simply sat aside, looking at the dim sky outside, lost in thought.
Xiao Yao did not know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she saw his cold yet solitary profile.
But she still didn't understand.
"Your Li'er..." She knew she shouldn't speak.
Especially when she saw Feng Ye Xuan's stiffening back at the mention of "Li'er," she knew how important those two words were to him.
But Xiao Yao couldn't help but say, "Didn't she already return to your side? Why..."
This was what she couldn't understand the most.
He clearly loved "Li'er" deeply, yet he ignored the Chu Qian Li before him.
Was Chu Qian Li not Li'er?
Then, who was?
Feng Ye Xuan remained silent, still looking up at the dim sky.
Xiao Yao waited for a long time, but she didn't receive his furious outburst or any response.
Thinking about it, she felt she was meddling too much.
It was just that every time she saw his solitary figure, her mood inexplicably became heavy, and she felt unwell, which was why she couldn't help but care a little more.
But in reality, he had nothing to do with her.
Xiao Yao sighed silently. Just as she was about to close her eyes and rest again, Feng Ye Xuan suddenly spoke, "She... is not her."