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This kind of thing happening to the carefree Yang Ruoxi, it was even harder to come by.2

There could only be one reason.

Yang Ruoxi was already attentive enough towards Cheng Qing.

She couldn't blame Cheng Qing for looking at her weirdly.

Humans floating in the world, from the Son of Heaven down to the people of Li, regardless of individual temperament, all desire to be understood by others. Especially for those who were close to him and knew him, the only difference was how big he was.

But it was hard.

Cheng Qing was born with a sense of independence. Lonely people need to be understood, but they don't say it. At this moment, when he realized Yang Ruoxi's intentions towards him, Cheng Qing didn't say a word. There was already warmth in his heart, and this made him smile as he looked at Yang Ruoxi.

When this smile fell into Yang Ruoxi's eyes, naturally there wasn't anything strange about it, it was just that it was a bit too gentle. It was so gentle that it was like the first rays of the morning sun. The first wisps of spring breeze hit her body, shining on her heart and dispelling the distance between them.

This caused Yang Ruoxi to have an illusion. Cheng Qing was clearly a few steps away from her, but the two of them seemed to already be standing side by side, face to face.

This inexplicable feeling made Yang Ruoxi fly up to her cheeks, her heartbeat became uncontrollably chaotic, like a little deer running around randomly, to the point that she had to lower her head with a red face, not daring to look Cheng Qing in the eye anymore.

This feeling was so strange, it was the first time in Yang Ruoxi's life that she had encountered this kind of feeling. This feeling was indescribable, to the point where she didn't know what to do.

She could only hear her own heart thumping.

Upon seeing Cheng Qing's amiable smile, Yang Ruoxi blushed and lowered her head. She couldn't make heads or tails of what was going on and didn't know what was going on: Weren't the two of them still talking normally? Why did it seem like he had done something shameful? Did we miss something?

Looking at your expressions, we're very embarrassed!

"… …"

Five to six miles northwest of Black Wind Ridge, there was a lush cypress forest. The treetops formed a lake, casting a huge shadow in the vast wilderness.

In front of the forest, there was a team of more than four hundred people. Right now, they were all resting on the spot. Some were drinking water while others were eating. No one moved freely, no one looked around, no one spoke, all actions were done in silence.

On the tallest cypress tree, there were two youths standing with their clothes fluttering in the wind.

Yeluo Mingguang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Black Wind Ridge with a serious face and a pair of narrow eyes that were filled with murderous intent.

In contrast to his elegant appearance, the young man standing beside him had a round face, almost half a head taller than him. Although he wasn't very fat, his waist was still larger than Yeruming's, and his robe was a mix of red and green.

This person was Warrick.

There was a large paper bag in her hand, from which a faint fragrance unique to candy was exuding. He threw the sweets into his mouth one by one.

The speed at which he ate the candy far exceeded the speed at which he chewed, which caused his cheeks to swell up. Along with the grinding of her teeth, the crisp sound of candy shattering could be heard.

After enduring this strange noise for quite a while, Yale finally couldn't bear it anymore and said in a deep voice, "I think they've rested enough."

"Not much, not much. Let them rest for a bit. Attacking Black Wind Ridge is a tough battle, they have to maintain their spirit to its peak." Warrick looked down at the paper bag in his hand and shook his head.

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