Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Celestial Scar Continent, located in a remote town in the Central Plains, on the streets of the town, there was a girl about eight years old, she was skinny and trembling, standing tremblingly, as if she would fall openly when the wind blew.

At this time, the girl's empty eyes flashed with a faint light, and she begged the middle-aged man ten meters away: "Uncle, help me, I haven't eaten food for three days, you should do well, give me some food, the little woman can't repay it." ”

However, the girl's weakness did not impress the other party, and instead of sympathy, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, his forehead protruded, and said with a disgusted face: "Go, go, get out of my way, it's really ugly and weird, bad luck!" ”

The middle-aged man stopped talking, spat at the door, and then slammed the courtyard door, avoiding the girl like a snake and scorpion.

The moment the door was closed, the girl's eyes were filled with despair, this was the last of the families she had begged for in three days.

If it weren't for the wild vegetables in Wubeast Mountain being dug up, she wouldn't have come to the town to beg, however, there are many residents in the town, but no one is willing to give alms, she still can't escape the fate of being starved to death.

The girl's ugly face was dead, her body staggered to the west, and under the sunset, the little figure seemed so lonely, but at the age of eight, there was a sense of vicissitudes.

In the dilapidated old house, overgrown with weeds, a golden cloud flashed, and under the golden mass there was a pair of black grape-like bones spinning, and in front of it, a girl in tattered clothes lay quietly.

When his eyes touched the girl's face, Huo'er's golden hair instantly crumpled, and he opened his eyes in disgust, and then thought of something, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.

Huo'er tugged at the corners of her mouth and spat out a green halo that swirled in the air before quickly burrowing into the girl's eyebrows.

In the dark, Fang Qingling felt that something was calling her, and she couldn't help but want to get close to that thing and float in that direction.

The surrounding area was a dark and misty area, Fang Qingling couldn't see anything, he only floated forward with his intuition, floating, floating, I don't know how long he floated, suddenly, there was an almost transparent white figure in front of him, the faint white halo of the figure was extremely conspicuous in the dark, Fang Qingling found it at a glance.

When she saw her face that was exactly the same as her in modern times, Fang Qingling couldn't help but say, "Are you?" ”

"I am you, you are me, we are one." The white shadow said, his eyes looking straight over.

"Are you the missing soul?" Fang Qingling said.

"People have three souls and seven spirits, and I am one soul and one soul separated from you......" Bai Ying said quietly.

Hearing this, Fang Qingling's eyes were full of joy, "In this case, let's merge into one." ”

The two souls were connected, they hugged each other tightly, emitting brilliant light, and eventually, they became a community, and then the soul and body were completely merged.

One by one, pictures appeared in his mind, and Fang Qingling got another memory.

At the same time, the girl's face was dead, her long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes, which were shining.

Fang Qingling sat up, and when he saw the golden retriever sphere in front of him, he pounced on it, hugged Huo'er tightly into his arms, his lips moved with difficulty, and he choked up, "Huo'er ......"

"I'm here, it's okay......" Huo'er rubbed in Fang Qingling's arms and said sullenly.

Fang Qingling's face was gloomy, an unknown light flashed in his dark eyes, and the hand on his side was clenched tightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

Her life can be said to be given by fire and Xiaomu.

When the soul was driven out by Suning'er, Huo'er swallowed the soul in one gulp, and then the wood spirit also followed into Huo'er's stomach and took them out of the land of right and wrong.

Huo'er is her equal contractor, she was hit hard, Huo'er was also uncomfortable, plus the fire in her body continued to burn and temper her soul, consuming energy, and finally in order to find the missing soul, she ran around for thirty years, so that Huo'er's cultivation fell straight to the second order.

As for Xiao Mu, because he had eaten half of the Vital Immortal Grass in the Banlan Secret Realm, he had half of the vital immortal grass in his body, and with the vital qi that he had absorbed for many years, it was equivalent to a vital immortal grass in itself.

Mu Ling used the life qi of her whole body to nourish her soul body, so that she survived the purgatory-like pain, but Xiao Mu also lost the support of life qi, and finally turned into a grain of green light, integrated into her soul, her soul body was more condensed, and Xiao Mu left her forever.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingling's negative emotions rolled uncontrollably.

Why? Why should everything she care about be hurt for her?

It's not fair!

Why is Yang Shiyi always able to turn danger into a disaster, get endless benefits from it, and even get the support and favor of talents from all walks of life effortlessly, and is willing to be a cow and a horse for her, but she has worked hard for decades, but she still can't escape the fate of being cannon fodder.

Is she not trying hard enough? If this is not hard work, then what is Yang Shiyi's love for children all day long? Just because she is the darling of Heaven?

Heaven is unfair, what's the use of cultivating immortals?!

Fang Qingling's breathing was short, his breath was disordered, and the aura around him fluctuated unusually, as if he was about to enter a demon.

The fire in his arms shook, only to feel a chill on the body of the person beside him, and moved, and the sharp claws aimed at the rough little hand was grabbed, without mercy, and three blood marks appeared.

"Wake up! Don't be cranky! Huo'er jumped to his feet and shouted loudly.

Fang Qingling woke up suddenly, noticed something unusual, hurriedly put away his negative emotions, kept his heart and mind, silently recited the mantra, and the restlessness in his body gradually subsided.

After it subsided, Fang Qingling nodded gratefully at the fire, patted its little head, and signaled it not to worry.

Fang Qingling was slightly bitter in her heart, she didn't expect her to care so much about the heroine's affairs, she once thought that she was indifferent and watched coldly, it turned out that this was just an illusion created by her unwillingness to accept her jealousy of others, but her true emotions were buried deep in her heart.

Oh, yes! She is envious and jealous! is the same traverser, but treats them so differently, who would be willing?

However, this kind of mood will not appear again in the future, and she understands a lot after walking on the edge of life and death.

Cultivating immortals can be said to be both against the sky and Shuntian, the way of heaven seems to be ruthless, and it seems to be sentient, and the way of heaven is balanced, only in this way can it last forever, and the same is true for cultivating immortals.

Heaven gives you spiritual roots, and when you give you opportunities, you are sentient, that is, you obey the destiny of heaven; Cultivating immortals has to go through the tempering of life and death, hardships, and even death, which is ruthless and can also go against the sky.

It's up to you to grasp the key and break through that barrier.

So, why should she complain about God and envy others? It can only be said that she didn't see the world clearly, didn't really understand her heart, and only knew how to work hard, so she couldn't get out of the way of heaven.

At this moment, Fang Qingling's mood has been qualitatively improved, laying a good foundation for her.