Her white hands grabbed a human head, her eyes were firmly fixed on Ying Ruodie, the corners of her lips were tightly closed, her hands grabbed the human head, and threw it backwards violently, the human head hit the corner of the wall with a bang, and she turned around a few times without moving, Ying Ruodie held her chest, her pretty face surged with deep fear, and exclaimed, you, you......

Zhao Qingqing threw away the handkerchief in her palm, and said indifferently, Dugu Taizhen's younger brother, he also had a share of the one who killed your father.

Ying Ruodie seemed to be crazy, suddenly reached out to overturn the table, threw herself into Zhao Qingqing's arms, and cried silently.

Zhao Qingqing couldn't say anything comforting, hugged her tightly, looked at the roof with a beautiful face, seemed to be thoughtful, as if she remembered someone, the corners of her lips hooked up a warm smile, and said softly, if you want to cry, cry out, remember before, I was also a weak girl like you, it was not easy at that time, every day I was pampered on the surface, what about care? When I grow up, I still have to sacrifice myself for the sake of my family, but in this world, there are always some things that people are obsessed with and cherished, so I escaped and swore that I would never go back, just like that, it's good.

Ying Ruodie stroked her back, it was very smooth, her arms were very warm, she slowly raised her face, looked at the head in the corner with tears in her eyes, and choked up, why are people so dirty?

Zhao Qingqing stretched out her sleeves and gently wiped away her tears, don't be so desperate, human nature is destined, there are good and bad, and there are bad and good, have we done something wrong? I don't think so, I have a clear conscience.

Ying Ruodie smiled bitterly, her eyes were moist, and she sobbed and said, Miss Ling is so happy, she is only half as good as her, and she is satisfied.

Listening to her envy Xiao Lingling, Zhao Qingqing said softly, Lingling didn't know her parents since she was a child, so she won't miss her too much, you are loved by your parents, and you suddenly lost it, you can't accept it, listen to me, don't be too confused about the past, cherish the present.

Ying Ruodie stretched out her hand, hugged her tightly, rubbed her cheek against the delicate skin of Zhao Qingqing's neck, and murmured, I'm so tired, I'm so tired every day, I've been hiding Dugu Taizhen for ten years, after all, I can't hide anymore, the Night King Sect Master has tried his best to keep Ruodie safe for ten years, this time, no matter whether Ruodie will die or live, this kindness should always be cleared, and no one owes anyone.

Zhao Qingqing, well, whispered, all these years, the burden of avenging your father has been pressing on you, others don't know the pain in between, but since Qingqing knows, she is willing to bear it with you, I only hope that there will always be a happy time on you.

Ying Ruodie's cheeks were buried tightly in her neck, until the tears stopped flowing, and she felt that the skin on Zhao Qingqing's neck that was close to her cheeks was a little moist in her creaminess, and she couldn't help but smile shyly, and easily opened her waist, and her jade hand pulled her sleeve, and said with some embarrassment, I'm sorry, I, I have a little gaffe, and I have a lot of tears on your neck.

Zhao Qingqing hooked the corners of her lips and laughed softly, it's okay, I, I'm not a delicate person, what's more, I think that your friendship with me is extraordinary, if you don't dislike it, don't be so polite to me, just like a friend, okay?

Ying Ruodie crossed her legs, stretched out her hand to hold the piano table, under the candlelight, she raised her head and smiled euphemistically, and said obediently, then, then I won't be polite to you, saying that she slowly leaned on Zhao Qingqing's arms, and said softly, I don't know what will happen in the middle, but I always feel that my heart is beating tonight, and I am afraid that something ominous will happen to me.

Zhao Qingqing listened to her speech carefully, listened very seriously, when she heard this, her face was calm, she slowly held Ying Ruodie's hand, gently held it in the palm of her hand, her fingers carefully rubbed the skin on the back of her hand, and said slowly, are you afraid?

Ying Ruodie muttered, well, I can't say I'm afraid, since things have come to this point, no matter how bad the plan is, I have made preparations, but there is still a younger brother behind me, if there is an accident, I hope ......

Zhao Qingqing said categorically, if you have an accident, I will protect him safely, take him to the Yin Yang Valley, treat him like his own brother, love him, teach him martial arts, until he has his own home.

Ying Ruodie knew her intentions, her face was in the candlelight, overflowing with a sweet smile, just laughing and laughing and shedding tears, biting her red lips, her beautiful eyes looked out of the window, the endless mountains were shrouded in the night wind and rain, and murmured softly, I also wish I could have a better future, without so many misfortunes, but is this qiē really possible? I don't even believe it myself.

Zhao Qingqing was uncomfortable for a while, her eyes were moist, and she said softly, you don't want to be like this, tonight's fate is not yet decided, although Qingqing is a woman in troubled times like you, but she is never willing to succumb to the sins and unfairness of this world, now, time is pressing, you, you have to take care of yourself, Han Gongzi, he is standing outside the door, he has been there, I can feel it, in fact, there are many people who are exactly the same as us, they are all struggling, and they are all looking forward to the justice they want in their hearts.

Ying Ruodie stretched out her sleeves, wiped away her tears, and asked with a smile, But I, but can I really see that day?

Zhao Qingqing had red lips, she was silent for a long time, the mist in her eyes surged, reflecting the fair, beautiful face, extremely poignant, her voice was blurred, almost begging, don't be so desperate, I can't help but shed tears.

Ying Ruodie stopped talking, slowly broke free from her arms, turned her back to Zhao Qingqing, and carefully sorted out her clothes, like a girl who was about to get married, so sad and so resolute.

Zhao Qingqing stood up, dressed in white Shengxue, a phoenix was blowing outside the window, her long hair fluttered, she walked out of the door, leaving a sentence, believe me, I will do my best to rewrite this qiē.

Finally, the guest was no longer there, and Ying Ruodie turned her back to the door, standing with her hands and looking at the wall, motionless.

Han Li waited outside the door for a long time, heard the sound of broken footsteps, and looked back to see that in the depths of the palace, in the midst of the lights, a young woman dressed in white and snow, walked in a graceful manner, she was extremely beautiful, beautiful like a fairy in the heavenly palace, the fragrance was light, and she was fascinated around her, but her eyes, so beautiful color, the corners of her eyes were delicate and picturesque, so good to see the pole, and said in a fluttering voice, Are you cold here?

Han Li was stunned, looked up and saw that Zhao Qingqing's beautiful face was cold and light, her fair skin did not look bloody, she didn't smile, she didn't dare to laugh with her, and hurriedly said in a straight voice, it's not very cold to wait for the cold here, but it's just a little anxious.

Zhao Qingqing stretched out her hand to hold up the Qingying umbrella, hit it on top of her head, looked at Han Li with her eyes, as if she remembered something, and said with a smile on her cheeks, Come on, you and Lingling are in love, and I should take care of you, so as not to worry about that girl.

Han Li hurriedly excused himself and said, no, no, this rain is not raining much, and it can't be a bad person, not to mention, I myself am a little sleepy, so I just took advantage of this light rain to hit my face to wake up.

Zhao Qingqing didn't say much, she walked down the steps with an umbrella by herself, her back, like a snow dress, waist-length hair fluttering, covered in the back of the bare ski, really beautiful and moving.

Han Li hurriedly caught up, the two of them walked side by side, Zhao Qingqing is not a person who talks much, out of the broken valley, without saying a word, when Han Li and Xiao Lingling were together, between the two of them, the words continued, you said that I laughed, and I was happy, but Zhao Qingqing had a cold temperament, high status, and amazing martial arts, she didn't want to talk, and no one really had to talk to her.