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Yan Qingyang waited for a few days, but there was no news about the demonic cultivators. She also didn't know what Liu Yuying had found out.

Why did Daoist Jade Screen believe that Zou Jia wasn't a Demonic cultivator? No matter what, Yan Qingyang couldn't fall asleep at night. He walked to the window and furrowed his brow in contemplation.

Could it be, Nightmare wasn't really Fen Ye, but was he mistaken?

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't come up with an idea. Yan Qingyang heaved a long sigh. Indeed, cultivation was the most important thing, and his level of cultivation was still too low.

When night fell, Yan Qingyang finally fell asleep with great difficulty. In his dream, the beauty of Burning Night's past life enlarged in front of him.

”Qingyang, if you tell me to retreat, I'll retreat!” But, if I retreat, you will never see me again! ” Fen Ye stood in front of Yan Qingyang. His handsome face was filled with infinite sadness, but it also contained boundless love.

His hand caressed Yan Qingyang's face as he spoke.

”Qingyang, I'll listen to you … From the moment you save me, my people, my heart, everything about me will belong to you … ”

Yan Qingyang shuddered and flipped over to sit up.

She dreamt again. In the dream, it was her previous life.

In her previous life, she had unintentionally saved Fen Ye, and since then, Fen Ye had been deeply in love with her. However, Yan Qingyang didn't know Fen Ye's identity at that time, and only when Fen Ye led the devil race to commit assault, did she finally realize that she had saved the Demon Young Master.

Ever since then, Yan Qingyang had been filled with guilt as she watched her senior brother and sister die in front of her. She felt endless regret and regret for saving a wolf and harming the entire Cloud Flower Sect.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, she stood out and called out Fen Ye's name, telling him to bring his people to retreat. This could be considered as repayment for her saving his life.

In the end, Fen Ye retreated. Before retreating, he said those words to her.

However, Fen Ye had just retreated, and in less than a day, he had once again led the Demon Army in a massive invasion, catching the Cloudflower Sect off guard. At that time, wearing a hideous mask, Fen Ye didn't even spare Yan Qingyang a glance as he coldly looked at the corpses strewn all over the place, the blood flowing like rivers.

Several sects had fought with the demons for a long time, both of them suffering losses. The Demon Army had finally retreated, but Yan Qingyang had also been put in the position of colluding with the Demon Sect, and had thus been hunted down by the other sects.

Yan Qingyang sat up with his beautiful eyes drooping. In his previous life, Fen Ye hadn't actually let him down, but he had always felt guilty. If he didn't save Fen Ye, then the loss of the Cloud Flower Sect wouldn't be that great and the demons wouldn't invade.

But in this life, before he could save anyone, Fen Ye had already arrived at the Cloud Flower Sect and had still become the direct disciple of the Heavenly Crystal Palace's Daoist Master.

Moreover, it seemed that Fen Ye was sending people to kill him.

Yan Qingyang sighed. The reason why she valued Fen Ye so much was because she wanted to prevent the invasion of the demon race and the sect calamity, but could she really stop it?

Yan Qingyang got off the bed and pushed open the door to take a breath of fresh air, but as he pushed open the door, he saw an exceedingly handsome face.

It was the face of a young man, his features exceedingly handsome and brimming with vitality. His eyes stared fixedly at Yan Qingyang, a trace of gold flashing through them.

”Verdant Yang!” This young man was Fen Ye. He looked at Yan Qingyang and slowly called out her name word by word.