When it came to discussing her own future, the Crow Hunter clearly showed hesitation and confusion.
She had been trapped in the night of the hunt for so long, nearly forgetting what a normal life should be like.
So at this moment, she could only speak vaguely, yet with hidden anticipation.
"I need a break..." Her tone carried a sense of relaxation, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after a long exhaustion, "a good, restful break."
"The deserted Yan'an, without monsters or residents, this is nice."
"Even if my mind is tense due to the sudden change in environment, it won't hurt anyone."
"We will rest together for a while."
At last, Erin familiarly pointed at the Red Robed Witch still lying on the ground.
After the nightmare, the Demon Hunter could roughly figure out why the Red Robed Witch felt discriminated against in Yan'an.
Because her outfit was undoubtedly inherited from the Good Golden Cup Church era of Old Yan'an.
