C809 Wasn't it to protect me?

Wasn't it to protect me?

In a desolate forest not far from the sword sect, Cheng Hao roamed about listlessly among the bushes. Sometimes he would raise his head to look, and sometimes he would stop to sniff the colors in the air!

Without Fan Yin by his side, Cheng Hao still felt uneasy, but what would happen if that woman was by his side? Every time Cheng Hao thought of this