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After the banquet, Yan Ning was already a little drunk. After everyone had fun, they went back to rest. After Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya returned to the villa, they washed up and finally got relieved in the bed.

However, Zhuang Xiaoya was not going to let Yan Ning go to bed. She lay on Yan Ning's broad chest and asked in a low voice: "Did you hide something from me?"

"Things?" Yan Ning was stunned and yawned, "What's the matter?"

“About intermittent.”

"Oh...intermittent..."

Yan Ning dragged the ending tone, turned over, and looked at Zhuang Xiaoya: "What do you want to know?"

"I'm not a silly girl either. I heard your conversation with Senior Huang Yuyan today. It seems that intermittent is very important to you, and intermittent is used to restore your soul..."

Zhuang Xiaoya's voice became lower and lower because she had a vague premonition in her heart.

Yan Ning heard this and sighed slightly. He knew that this matter would not be hidden for long. Now Zhuang Xiaoya asked, he didn't want to continue making up lies, so he said, "When I first saw Fan Wujiu, I was beaten by his soul-catching chain and seduced one of my soul. I had not lived for seven days, but my master saved me and gave me a seal on my soul. I have three years to recover."

"So, intermittent is not only a elixir, but also your life-saving straw?" Zhuang Xiaoya was anxious when she heard this: "You only have one intermittent, and now I've given it to Li Yaxuan. What should you do in the future?"

"Now I get intermittent, it's useless," Yan Ning said. "More than a year ago, in order to make me concentrate on practicing Taoism, my master took back that soul from Fan Wujiu, but he never gave it to me. He was originally planning to help me recover the year I became a master. Who knew that just a few days before I was about to leave, Fan Wujiu suddenly attacked and captured my master. My soul was still missing."

Zhuang Xiaoya was speechless and lost when she heard Yan Ning say it word by word: "What you mean is that the three-year deadline has passed half. If you cannot find your soul and intermittent in the future, you will..."

"Die, the soul scatters, and turns into a wisp of essence in the world, and will never be reborn."

Yan Ning answered very simply. He knew that concealment at this time had no meaning, so it would be better to tell Zhuang Xiaoya all the time and let her be mentally prepared.

Yan Ning felt guilty to many people in his life and was particularly respectful to Zhuang Xiaoya. When he chose to be with Zhuang Xiaoya, he had already prepared for his whole life. If he failed to succeed, he would let Zhuang Xiaoya down for the rest of his life.

"I don't want you to die."

Zhuang Xiaoya was actually like a child, lying in Yan Ning's arms and crying. She has grown a lot in the past six months and has not shed tears for a long time. That's because Yan Ning is by her side to shelter her from the wind and rain. But when she knew that Yan Ning would leave her one day, she still couldn't hold back her tears.

"I have no parents, and my elder brother is working hard outside. If you have anything else..."

Yan Ning patted Zhuang Xiaoya's back and laughed silently: "Why are you crying? Isn't it still more than a year to go? What will it be like then? I can't tell you."
Chapter completed!