"Well, Ansu is also good, one has solid swordsmanship, one spell control is clever, and the foundation is good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Chu Li picked up his words.

Fenghua nodded in agreement, turned to Gu Rong and showed a wicked smile, and said, "Senior Brother in charge, you see, this huge nameless sect always wants a few of us to show up outside, why don't you let the other peaks come to see the excitement." ”

Gu Rong, as the head of the Nameless Sect, was entangled in many things, and when he cultivated to Yuanying, he realized that the time was really too little. The other true people were either busy cultivating or teaching disciples, and the number of disciples of Yifeng reached nearly a thousand except for a few peaks, so how could they have time to relax.

If Gu Rong didn't have to appear, how could he be here, and at that moment Gu Rong said to Fenghua: "If you are sure that they will come out, it is also a good thing, if you don't let the disciples and the real person don't know each other." ”

The corners of Chu Li's mouth raised slightly, showing her good mood at the moment. Thousands of disciples below watched a duel between Li Shaoqing and An Su, and the two saluted each other on the stage.

"Chao Xifeng, away from Shaoqing"

"Dansh Peak, Ansul"

Shaoqing looked at this An Su from Danshi Peak inside, and saw that he took out a token-style magic weapon, this type of magic weapon Shaoqing felt very interesting. This person is fast and slow, but Li Shaoqing, who is used to quick battles, is not used to it.

Shaoqing looked at it for a while and didn't look at it again, she wanted to know how to get out more than to see how Shaoqing showed her skills.

In this small world, you can't do anything, it's like you're in prison.

Maybe in this diary you might find out how to get out? Shaoqing was in a high mood for a while, took the diary and read it quickly, reading it over and over again, but she still didn't find it. The protagonist of this diary was just thinking about how to occupy Li Shaoqing's body, and he didn't think about how to get out of this body at all!

But if you think about it, you can understand that for the owner of this diary, Li Shaoqing's body is also equivalent to hers, but she thinks that it belongs to someone else, and she never thinks about occupying it, only thinking about how to escape.

Shaoqing walked deeper into the shadows, and after walking for a long time, she still did not reach the exit. After a long time, Shaoqing doesn't believe in this evil, how can there be an end!

So, Shaoqing began the "Long March", and at the end, because there was no light here, she didn't know how long she had walked and how far she had walked.

Until a voice came from the front, Shaoqing felt that his heart was about to stop, and his blood was about to clot. She said to herself: This is another auditory hallucination, how could she hear his voice.

Shaoqing wanted to lift his feet and walk back, but he was reluctant to move a step until another voice came from him.

"Sister! Why are you still here? ”

"Sister, this topic is so difficult, I won't."

"Am I too stupid?"

He said to her with a slightly wet voice in his voice change period of youth: "It's me who is too stupid, sister don't dislike me, okay?" In the end, Shaoqing saw tears flooding his eyes.

She stepped forward as if she was enchanted and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for him, Shaoqing felt as if she was about to lose her breath, she heard her choked voice: "It's okay, it's very smart in vain, don't do it if you don't know how to do it, how can my sister dislike it." "Yes, how could she dislike Shaobai, and how could she be willing to dislike Shaobai.

Under the light of the wood-colored desk lamp, Shaobai wrote ten points on the test paper with a red pen, which was the paper score issued by the teacher. This should be a paper for the students to rewrite first, and then the teacher will explain.

It's no longer pitch black, familiar wooden lights, familiar bedrooms, familiar ...... Less white ......

"Really? However, Dad will be unhappy, Mom will be sad, and my brothers will be angry. Shao Bai was full of loss, and then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes shining.

She is her favorite for such a little white, and her favorite is that the sun is shining. However, how familiar all this is, Shaobai took her hand, and her figure was in her clean eyes.

He said, "If I go to cram school, will I be smarter?" ”

Sure enough, he still said it, and Shaoqing's eyes finally couldn't help but shed tears. She wanted to say: No, you can't go, no one will blame you for not doing well enough on the exam.

However, Shaoqing just hesitated when he heard him, and said, "Okay, if you don't feel tired, whatever you do." ”

Then, as soon as the painting turned, under a van, his life was so fragile, bright red blood flowed out of him, she desperately wanted to stop, but why was the blood still flowing.

People come and go, why is there no kind person to help her, "Please, call an ambulance!" Please! If you don't call an ambulance, he'll die! He's going to die! ”

Don't shoot anymore! Don't shoot anymore! She rushed up and snatched the man's phone, her hands trembling obviously, but she quickly called an ambulance.

Why? Less white? Less white?

Is my sister calling you? Why not go back? The air felt thin, and she couldn't breathe.

"No, no, how can this be true!" Shaoqing muttered to himself, these have long passed. Since this is the realm of cultivating immortals, since she can return to the age of ten from Shaoqing, since she is the demon of leaving Shaoqing, why can't she return to the age of thirteen!

She stared blankly at the door in front of her, the lights in the operating room were still on, and her parents, mother, and brother were there, all frowning and looking bad.

She knew that the doctor would soon tell her that Shaobai had a heart attack that had to be treated, and that the success rate of the operation was not very high.

She never knew that Shaobai had a heart disease, but they all knew that after a year, she knew that her heart could match Shaobai's.

How funny, how vulgar, how helpless!

She asked them, "Is it because Shaobai was only adopted by you that you don't want to give him my heart?" Is that right? She asked very softly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"Is it because Shaobai was adopted and has a low IQ, so he didn't give him his heart?"

"That's right, I'm your daughter, and our family is not a rich family."

At the age of ten, he saw Shaobai, two years apart, and eight years later, and died.

What is there to remember about her past life? There are a lot of things that can't tell who is right and who is wrong, so the reason is still chaotic. It took her seven years to dissect why this was happening. In the end, the result was: if she had never seen Shaobai that day, it would be better, at least in this way, he could live better.

She obviously suspected that Shaobai had a physical problem, but she chose to believe them.

Because of this phobia, she didn't send Shaobai there, she didn't want to crowd the bus with people, she didn't want to have physical contact with others, unfortunately, her family was not available, unfortunately, he had an accident.

Getting along with Shaobai every day has become her biggest torture, and his last sentence tormented her over and over again: "Don't cry, I like my sister to laugh the most, don't cry." "No one knows that the reason why she likes Shaobai is not because he has a fever and burns out his IQ.