2 The white fox's spirit seemed to be so frightened that she didn't notice whether she had been kicked, whether it was painful or not, but she felt strange and confused there. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white fox's spirit was just very, very confused there, why wasn't Li Zhiqiang afraid of that moving skeleton?

With confusion and doubt, the white fox's spirit trembled and got up, and then, fearfully, turned around,

But I saw that in a huge courtyard, only Li Zhiqiang was walking there alone, and there were no skeletons that could walk at all.

Moreover, the direction Li Zhiqiang walked seemed to be the room where the white fox's spirit found the skeleton.

And it's a locked room, but the white fox's spirit clearly remembers that the lock on that room was obviously automatically locked by it, what is going on with all this?

The white fox's spirit was just there, and he felt that he didn't even dare to think about it.

Because as soon as she thought about it, she felt cold and shivering all over her body.

Just watching Li Zhiqiang leave the room, away from the room where the skeleton was locked and Yin Ling found inside, did Li Zhiqiang really want to go in?

The white fox's spirit just felt there that he couldn't imagine what would happen next,

Moreover, she didn't want to look at it anymore, so she hurriedly rushed out of the door of the Middle Dao Courtyard, and then, she only rushed to the door.

Although, the spirit of the white fox is very, very eager to find a place to live. However, if she, the fox, really went outside, she might not be able to stay safe.

However, it seems that it is also a torture for the white fox's Yin Ling to continue to stay in this mansion.

After thinking about it, the white fox's Yin Ling still decided to leave Li Xianxian's home,

No matter where she will go after she goes out, or wander, she has to leave here, and she doesn't want to say hello anymore.

Moreover, she still had palpitations, she was worried that Li Xianxian might be whispering something with Ye Luokong now.

What will Li Xianxian whisper to the disappointed?

As soon as this question mark flashed in Yin Ling's mind, he was suddenly desperately shaken his head by the white fox's Yin Spirit to shake off these chaotic thoughts.

She just scolded herself very angrily in her heart.

What does Li Xianxian and Ye Luokong have to do with her, what's so strange and blind about this!

Yin Ling was there blaming himself, but he just felt that he couldn't bother them anyway,

Since she didn't have to say hello to them and leave, then she had nothing to hesitate about.

I thought about it at the moment, and I was so determined to leave at the moment. The white fox's spirit soon came to the gate,

She tried to open the door, but found that it was still closed, still tightly closed, and locked.

The white fox's spirit suddenly felt a heavy blow there, as if there was suddenly a sense of prostration and powerlessness that was very tired and exhausted.

It was as if her whole body was there and seemed to be paralyzed and collapsed and falling apart.

There will always be something difficult and difficult in it.

It's like on the road of survival, there will always be a lot of bumps there,

There will also be many, many hardships and hardships there, and there is always nothing that can be smooth sailing there can be so fulfilled.

It's as if it was so difficult to get your wish.

The white fox's soul was just there, and suddenly he felt a very tired, tired feeling.

It was as if in the face of that heavy blow and unbearable reality, I felt a kind of pain and torture that had no way out.

She only felt a kind of nowhere to go in it, and it seemed that in it her path was ethereal, ethereal and difficult to find.

She was just there, in a trance on the road of her life, like a dream, on that desperate road.

It was just that in the midst of it, she felt that her path was blocked there, as if she had been forced to isolate herself there.

No matter how much she longed, or how hard she tried, she was there to be isolated,

Moreover, she bears a heavy weight and burden that belongs to life itself.

Life seems to always have many, many unbearable and heavy burdens, and in the midst of that unbearable and heavy, everything becomes difficult to choose there.

Her path was as if she would always be crying there, as if she had been crying for a long time and was at a loss and sad.

It was the road of weeping, sad and sad, in the midst of that desperate and desperate intersection,

felt a fork in the road of life, and at the fork in the road of life, she just collapsed there, as if she was feeling a kind of dead silence and death there.

She needed to survive, she needed to survive, but all of a sudden, she realized there how difficult and helpless it was to survive and survive.

She must always endure what she needs to endure in that difficult and difficult life, and what she needs to endure very hard and hard in it.

On the path of patience, everything feels very oppressive and disordered in it.

It is only in that there I feel a kind of disorder and injury, and I also feel in it a kind of hardship and hardship that belongs to the road of life and survival.

On that road where every step is hard and difficult, always there to struggling,

However, I still try not to give up in it, just because I can't give up something there, it's just something that I can't give up and let go of easily.

It's just a kind of blind thing.

It's as if everything is hard to find and hard to find on that broken road.

Because everything can't be done there, and it can't be done well, and she slacks off there,

She hesitated and wandered there, she had a heart that seemed to want to die there, and it seemed that she was on the verge of a kind of despair and dead silence there.

No matter how much I despise it, it seems that the road of pain will be endless.

On that endless pain and difficult road, it was a heavy weight and a burden, a heavy weight on the body,

A heavy burden on the heart, a heavy and difficult burden on the heavy heart.

It's a kind of thinking and forgetting, a kind of not being firm enough, after encountering many, many setbacks,

It's just that there's a heart that wants to give up, as if there's something that can't hold on there.

Because in that person's lonely persistence, I realized how lonely I was living in this world.

It's so lonely, lonely and lonely in this world, and lonely and lonely there to always be helpless.

It's like, I can't hide in a corner there, no one pays attention to her, and no one pays attention to her.

And she was always there alone, as if she were going to die the next moment, and no one would know.