Chapter 710: Peach Blossom

In this generation, he and Charlotte were the only ones who could survive for five days in the shrine.

Benson's original name was Darren Miller, he never wanted others to call him than.

The blood of the Miller family in his body was, in fact, a kind of restraint for him.

Only in Cheyenne's eyes was he always a complete person.

He was just Benson, not the killer Shane, nor the young master Darren of the Miller family.

Although Kelvin didn't like him, being abroad, he could only nod.

Because he didn't understand advanced sorcery.

But he believed that Benson's feelings for Cheyenne were genuine, he wouldn't harm her.

"Take good care of Cheyenne, I have some things to attend to, so I'll leave first."

As he left, Benson took a final glance at the sleeping Cheyenne, his lips curling into a faint smile, before turning and leaving.

The room now only had Kelvin and Cheyenne, quiet as if the world was just born anew.

He had planned to stay until she woke up.

Suddenly receiving a text from Chris, Kelvin's expression turned grave and hesitant after reading it.

moments of

I have to step out for a moment, you just

and

about to take a step out, he abruptly

directly at the fair hand that held onto his

"Cheyenne..."

a hint of disbelief, almost instinctively, a reddish glint appeared in his deep-set, dark

hand revealing faint blue veins, exceptionally beautiful. Lifting his gaze, she still

eyelashes, like tiny fans, cast an elegant curve

feel a moment of disappointment, retracting his hopeful gaze,

grasped Cheyenne's small hand, thinking he could easily pull it

unexpectedly took some

Cheyenne held on him very tight, despite

of helplessness and indulgent faint smile emerged on the

something urgent I need to deal with. I'll be back soon, you just rest assured." "Be good, rest well, wake up

He desperately missed her!

did obediently retract her hand, hugging the

her completely adorable sleeping posture, unexpectedly

would be great if the

and was as well-behaved and obedient. He would definitely cherish her and

again, reminding him that time could no

and

a faint murmur escaped from the bedside just as the

roadside tavern sat a peculiar guest. His face concealed behind a silver mask. The man's towering

hall and headed directly for the dark-clothed man standing by the

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