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In the darkness, the young man finally got up slowly.
His beautiful fingertips unhurriedly caught the blanket that had slipped from his knees.
The worn blanket was thick, but one could see that it had been there for a long time.
Xiaya's cold and delicate face, even if he endured severe pain, did not change a bit.
He had the noble's reservedness and forbearance, even if he suffered great pain.
He also had to maintain an elegant posture.
Xiaya slowly got up and finally turned around.
Some of the scattered hair on his forehead fell under his eyes.
He did not waste his energy to comb his hair, but looked at the table through the gaps in his hair.
On the long mahogany table, there were all kinds of messy materials.
In the middle of the table, a small figure was lying on her stomach.
The wide robe slipped off her shoulders.
The female's underwear was thin, and the white thin shirt was a bit big.
When the girl was lying on her stomach, some of the messy braids fell on her thin back.
Because of his posture, his extremely fragile neck was exposed, as well as the weak lines of his shoulders.
In the darkness, the young man stared at her expressionlessly.
As if to see if she was pretending to be asleep.
He supported the back of the chair with one hand. It could be seen that his posture was strained, but his back was still straight, making his figure more slender and pleasing to the eye.
He seemed to be gathering strength. He waited for a while.
Then slowly, step by step, he walked over.
When he came to the table, he reluctantly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap.
The room suddenly lit up.
It was not an oil lamp, nor a candle.
It was light magic.
Xiaya used a little bit of magic, and his breath was a bit uneven.
However, his snow-white face was still so cold that not a single trace of emotion could be seen.
The little witch was lying on her stomach, and half of her face that was not covered by her arms appeared in the light.
Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, and there were traces of haggard on her thin white face.
Her lips were bright red, but somewhat dry.
These days, she had been taking care of him.
She never took care of herself.
At night, she would get up from time to time and tuck in the quilt for him.
She was worried that there would be a gap in his quilt and he would be blown by the cold wind.
Xiaya stood quietly in front of the table, his eyes still cold.
He thought for a while, then stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers fell on her neck.
With just a little strength, he could break her neck.
Killing witches was his mission, as well as his habit.
But when his fingertips touched her skin, he realized how cold she was.
It was so cold … that it felt like a corpse.
Xiaya's fingertips trembled and he suddenly retracted them.
His movements were too big, and his face paled.
With both hands on the table, he could barely stand.
This time, taking the risk to go to the Dragon Clan's Holy Land could really be a mistake.
He was still too young to control the power of the dragon race's holy dragon skeleton.
It was too difficult.
However, there were too many filthy matters in the family, which also affected his interests.
If he didn't quickly stand at the top of the Empire's power.
In that case … it was still not certain who would obtain the authority of the clan.
Xiaya coldly spat out a name.
If those who knew were here, they would definitely be shocked.
Because he had coldly called out the King's name in an unusually contemptuous tone.
Xiaya looked at the little witch, his purple eyes so cold that it made people tremble.
If you're so poor, don't learn how to help others.
They deserved to die of poverty, cold, and starvation.
Xiaya stretched out his hand again. His fair fingertips were like snow on a mountain peak, more exquisite and cold.
His fingertips lightly fell on her hair.
A few wisps of magic fell into her body.
Her skin warmed up again, and the tight frown on her face eased a little.
Xiaya's pair of beautiful and clear purple eyes showed a trace of fluctuation.
When Weiwei Bai was woken up by the system, the room was dark.
The delicate youth was still sitting quietly on the chair.
The woolen blanket was still meticulously covering his legs.
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