Chapter 171: She Is a Descendant of the Spirit (7)

"Who are the sacrificers, who are you, and why am I here?" Mu Ling's mind was blank, she didn't know anything at the moment, she remembered that she was dead, her bones were gone, her soul was scattered, why was she alive at this moment, who was the sacrificial adult, why did he save himself, what purpose did he have.

Her mind was blank about this, and the person in front of her and what kind of sacrifice she knew very well, what the hell was the holy woman

"Sacrificing to the Lord is sacrificing to the Lord, Sister Saintess, shall we go down first or I will go down first, this petal will not last long." Qing'er deliberately avoided the matter of the sacrifice to the adult, the sacrifice was her father, and the saint's tone was obviously with a hint of anger when she asked herself just now.

Qing'er was worried about causing trouble to her father, so she chose to avoid this question and not answer this question, judging from the current form, her father is the pillar of their line, and the saint has not yet awakened, at this moment she is like a newborn child, she doesn't understand anything, they have to teach her slowly, let her remember the past, and after remembering it, things are easy to do right on the nineth.

"This is the attitude you should have towards the Holy Maiden" Although Mu Ling didn't know where she was, she knew that the person in front of her had been with respect from just now to now, which made her realize that the identity of her body at the moment was very unusual, she was a big person, and she was the person the little girl in front of her did not dare to offend.

"Lord Saintess, you can't mess around, the saint should be a person who knows right from wrong, Qing'er is not wrong, you can't criticize Qing'er casually, you want to be thrown down, Qing'er doesn't want to, why do you want to pull me, Qing'er has already said before, it's you who don't want to go."

As soon as the words of "touch" fell, I heard a loud noise, the petals had disappeared, Qing'er and Mu Ling both fell, and the petals were just far away from the place, which caused the two of them to fall very badly, and the higher they stood, the worse they fell.

"It hurts" Qing'er stared at Mu Ling very uncomfortably, it was all her, if she hadn't pulled herself and didn't let herself leave, she wouldn't have fallen from such a high place.

Fortunately, Mu Ling can't see it, otherwise she will definitely hold a grudge against Qing'er, she is a person who allows herself to hate others, does not allow others to hate herself, she just wants to make herself live well, for others, she has always liked to trample hard, she doesn't like people who are better than herself, she doesn't like it at all.

"Bang" Mu Ling fell to the ground, she struggled to stand up, at this moment, Qing'er stepped forward and wanted to pull her, but before Qing'er could react, Mu Ling's slap had already fallen, and it fell on Qing'er's right face very loudly, the right face suddenly felt very hot and red, and Mu Ling's hand was also rebounded a lot of force, she wiped her hand, and then said with disdain, "This slap is what you owe me, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen." ”

"I'm obviously you" Qing'er's eyes flowed with tears, she couldn't stop crying, obviously it wasn't her fault, since she was a child, she hadn't beaten herself yet, and this time she was beaten not because of her own fault.

It's so unreasonable

Obviously, she was burdened by herself, why did she blame herself in the end, she kindly reminded her to leave, she didn't appreciate it, and if she didn't appreciate it, she would beat herself.

How can there be such a person, she wants to retract the sentence just now, sure enough, the more beautiful the woman is, the more poisonous she is, and the saint in front of her is the best proof of this, she is simply a femme fatale.

"You are still wronged" Mu Ling's tone was cold, and there was a hint of impatience between her eyebrows, the crying little girl was not cute at all, "It seems that this saint is too light, so that you don't have a deep understanding of your mistakes." ”