Feng Xingying couldn't even forgive himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Her pain was not only the pain of loss, but also a deep sense of self-blame.

"It's me, it's me who killed you. It's that I'm not trying hard enough, it's that I'm not strong enough, it's that I'm reserved for some bullshit.

If I am willing to listen to you, cultivate hard. It won't be so weak.

If I had been cruel and had not cared what happened to them, I would not have caused you to die for me. ”

Feng Xingying cried while complaining about his ignorance and helplessness.

Her aggrieved wounds, when she was alone, licked silently.

No one can understand it, and no one needs to understand it.

It's just that when she came in before, she could always hear the master's ridicule, although it seemed nonsensical, but she often pointed to the core of the problem.

Now, no.

So quiet.

Silence scared her to get in.

It was not the first time she had cried so helplessly.

Suddenly, Feng Xingying raised his tearful face.

She felt it, someone was gently stroking her hair.

Beside her were flying fire spirits.

"Master, is that you? You've always been there, have you?"

On the ground, there were burnt marks.

Feng Xingying lowered his head and looked at the familiar words.

There are only three words - Xuanling Master!

"Master, do you mean that as long as I advance to the Xuan Ling Master, I can revive you? If so, you can pat me once, if not, pat me twice. ”

Feng Xingying closed his eyes and buried his face between his legs.

She knew that the master was arrogant, and the last thing she could bear was that Feng Xingying saw her embarrassed fireball appearance.

So Feng Xingying would rather restrain all her curiosity, knowing that she was there, but Feng Xingying just didn't look at it. Knowing her form, but Feng Xingying just doesn't pierce it.

Really.

Feng Xingying felt it.

Tap, give it a look.

Feng Xingying's heart was beating violently.

But she quickly calmed down, still keeping her head buried between her legs, curled up with her eyes closed, and asked:

"Master, do you want me to absorb Qin Molin's spiritual power and quickly ascend to the Xuan Ling Master?"

Twice, continuously.

No.

She didn't want to.

Feng Xingying had already guessed the answer.

"Yes, I will work on my own, I will not let you down!"

Tap, tap.

The master said she believed her.

Feng Xingying was full of energy and cultivated in the space for two hours.

By the time he left the space, Feng Xingying had already opened the Lotus Treasure Book, changed into the clothes of the little palace maid, and followed Nangong Yulian.

Qin Molin felt that he was just distracted, and he lost the direction of Feng Xingying.

Play hide and seek with him!

See if he doesn't catch her.

Qin Molin's gaze stayed on the Royal Academy and Nangong Zhuo's team, but he forgot about Nangong Yulian.

After all, Nangong Yulian was their hostile force, and even Qin Molin didn't expect that Feng Xingying would not be afraid to die and send himself to Nangong Yulian.

In fact, it is very simple to please Nangong Yulian.

Nangong Yulian's former personal palace maids betrayed her because they didn't want to go far to Tianyu Kingdom, and went to find other backers.

What is the same loyalty, only the same interests.

After all, Tianyu Country is located in a desolate place, and for the pampered girls of the Great Calendar Kingdom, it is said that they have left their homeland and gone to a desolate land.

Especially after listening to the disfigured aunt who has been to Tianyu Kingdom and can come back, there is no one in Tianyu Kingdom, only beasts, and the so-called dowry palace maids, and the final fate is even more miserable than that of technical women.

When they went out, they were married palace maids, but when they arrived in Tianyu Kingdom, they were like animals sent over, and they were slaughtered.