Chapter Eighty-Seven: Introspection
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This is a gift that Jun Changning specially brought back to Su Ming, a gorgeous dress with an alien style.
Quietly placed on the bed at this moment, Jun Changning sat by the window in a daze in the dark, her expression was complicated and gloomy, she suddenly wanted to drink, she didn't want to get drunk, but she suddenly felt that at this moment she overlapped with her previous life, and she was very tired.
She sighed dejectedly, put away her clothes, and fell on the bed at once, her eyes open, her hands resting on the back of her head, motionless, and her heart was mixed.
All along, Su Ming's existence is like a scar in her heart, she wants to see her beautiful and proud, she wants to see her have a smooth journey, never go through any ups and downs that will be embarrassing in the future, she secretly hopes that she will grow up strong and beautiful.
Jun Changning unconsciously forgot that Su Ming was an independent individual, she was not her person, she was not qualified to teach the other party a lesson with the posture of a passer-by, and she was not much better than the other party.
Turning over, she rubbed her face on the pillow, closed her eyes, and her eyebrows wrinkled into a hill unconsciously.
Is this how our parents and teachers viewed us when we were studying? Desperately trying to pamper the children from the failures they've experienced, only to watch us hit our heads and bleed? A tough attitude always makes the two sides unhappy?
Powerless, mixed with uncontrollable worry and anger, Jun Changning turned over again, opened his eyes, and sighed irritably.
This night, she kept her eyes open until dawn.
When he got up, it was already noon, he smiled at Feng Lin to signal that he was fine, picked up the farthest position from Su Ming and sat down, put the pet fished out of the tank on his lap, and began to worry about whether he recognized himself after not seeing him for so long.
Feng Lin motioned to Zhuge Qing to put the brazier closer to her, walked over with the carefully prepared dim sum hot porridge, and asked with a smile: "What, I was so scared that I didn't sleep all night?" ā
"Scared?" Jun Changning didn't know what she was talking about, so he looked up and looked at her suspiciously.
This reaction? Feng Lin smiled and cupped her chin gracefully: "Aren't you worried about your experience after returning to the True Cultivation Realm?" Master said, life and death are up to fate! ā
Jun Changning's reaction was completely unexpected, she picked up the spoon and drank the porridge, warmed her stomach before saying, "What's there to worry about?" We are Master's disciples, this does not mean that Master must protect us unconditionally for the rest of our lives, sooner or later, it is better to be earlier, the target has limited lethality, and in case of danger, the chance of escape is greater. ā
She is emotionally worried, but her IQ is not in a hurry.
Feng Lin was simply impressed by her, and continued to ask: "This time, the master has destroyed nearly 200,000 monks in the cultivation realm, and their relatives and friends have come to us for revenge, are you not afraid?" ā
Jun Changning, who was drinking porridge, paused, as if he didn't hear what she said clearly, and asked uncertainly, "How much?" How many monks did you just say the Master had destroyed? "She's got a broken ear, right?
Feng Lin smiled and said, "Nearly 200,000, not counting those who have declined in cultivation and have lost their lives on the Great Dao." ā
She managed to see the girl's stupid appearance, dumbfounded, dreaming, very cute.
After a while, Jun Changning struggled to digest this number, imagining the scene where 200,000 family members all rushed up to her to take revenge, and one person could drown her with a mouthful of spittle, and the spirit of the spirit shuddered.
After thinking about it seriously, she still adhered to the principle of honesty and said honestly: "This can't be helped, after all, we are the disciples of the master, and there is no reason to just enjoy the shade without taking a little risk, even if we are hunted down by the entire cultivation world, we can't fall into the prestige of the master, and if it really comes to the point of death, it can only be said that it is the will of heaven." ā
What she said was too natural, and Zhuge Qing, who had ears pricked up on the side, couldn't help but suddenly become enlightened, yes, it should be like this, if you want to live, you just need to work hard to cultivate. She shoved a few pieces of snack into her mouth, picked up her sword, and headed out into the backyard.
Su Ming's eyebrows moved slightly, and she lowered her eyes, unable to see the tumbling thoughts inside.
From the first time they met, she didn't like Jun Changning, it was a very strange intuition, there was a sense of fatalistic rejection, the little girl in shabby clothes had an indescribable sharpness on her body, and her eyes were even more indescribably weird.
Later, she didn't expect that they would worship the same person as a teacher, and on that legendary Zen Peak, she tried to be friends with each other, but in vain.
Su Ming raised her eyes, and the almond's eyes were cold and ruthless, and they fell on the snow outside like a thin blade.
Many times, not speaking out can lead to misunderstandings, and misunderstandings are terrible things that can have irreparable consequences.
Feng Lin reached out and wanted to touch the girl's cheek, but instead patted her on the shoulder, evoking a meaningful smile: "Master must be very happy to hear what you said." She couldn't bear to tell her that the most cruel method in the cultivation realm was definitely not to die, it was good that she had such a dream, and there was not much time left for her to live happily.
"Really?" Jun Changning smiled happily, a little embarrassed, and added, "I think so from the bottom of my heart, and I will work hard to cultivate." ā
Feng Lin smiled, didn't say anything, his eyes swept over Su Ming, who was facing away from them, and his expression remained unchanged.
This year's Lantern Festival night in the imperial capital is not lively, the snow has not stopped, Jun Changning strolled through the streets of the imperial capital in a cloak, although there are special soldiers to clean the snow, after a while, the ground is covered with a layer of pure white.
There are many carriages coming and going around him, and there are few people walking on foot like this, Jun Changning stood leisurely in the heavy snow, came to the door of the closed Gongli Library, raised his face slightly, and remembered every day he spent in it, those times that seemed boring now, and suddenly felt very beautiful.
Turning around, her eyes swept to a couple who were accompanying each other, and after she was stunned for a moment, she turned around with a smile and sighed:
Life is really lonely like snow!
Gu Luan keenly felt a gaze falling on him, frowned and looked around, but did not find anything.
At this moment, the big-eyed woman dressed as a woman next to her said coquettishly: "What are you looking at, you don't care when people almost fall, ignore you!" "The lower abdomen of the pink jacket is slightly convex.
Gu Luan hurriedly bowed down to make a small compensation, carefully carried her into the carriage, couldn't help but look back again, got into the carriage in disappointment, and slowly drove away.
Behind the pillar, Jun Changning walked out, quietly looked at the distant carriage for a while, turned around and continued to walk in the opposite direction.
I don't know how long she walked in the dark, a light in front of her attracted her attention, and when she came to the place where the lantern was hung, Jun Changning carefully looked at the two words on the lantern: Suiyuan.
She sniffed the faint aroma of wine coming from inside, thought about it sideways, and walked in.
No matter what era, there are always so many lonely people who like to spend money to get drunk in the dead of night, Jun Changning was slightly stunned after entering, and smiled, I didn't expect that this was originally a bar of the Damin Empire, which was much more formal and complete than the afternoon tea house they made.
She found a corner and sat down, and as soon as she took off her cloak, a handsome young man who looked like a waiter stepped forward, holding a book similar to a menu, and was about to introduce it, when she looked up and saw her face, her eyes kept looking, and she didn't notice that the things in her hand had fallen.
Jun Changning was accustomed to such a reaction, so he naturally caught it, opened it, and tapped it with his fingers according to the column of wine: "Have a cup of rouge tears." ā
"Uh, okay, please wait a minute." The waiter suddenly came back to his senses, a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and he hurriedly answered with a red face, walked a few steps, and couldn't help but look back again.
Jun Changning supported his forehead with his left hand, revealing his slender wrist bones that seemed to glow white, his right hand rested on the table, and his index finger lightly tapped the dark lacquer tabletop.