As early as the age of seven, she began to learn to be strong.

Now in the two lifetimes combined, she is also fifty years old.

People who know the destiny of heaven may occasionally have compassion and unbearability, but they will never have the weakness and naivety in the face of fate.

Xiao Jingshui closed his eyes slightly, looking a little tired, but he opened them quickly, a pair of dark peach blossom eyes flashed with inorganic coldness, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"I am indeed a pessimistic and misanthrope, because I have long been aware that death is an eternal truth, but that does not mean that I will be depressed."

Since she is going to die, let her death be more meaningful. Xiao Jingshui is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that she will not be willing to live.

It is precisely because of this clear understanding that Xiao Jingshui is more fearless on the road of resistance.

"That man did too much, I wasn't so vulnerable, and I wasn't so sympathetic as it was overflowing."

Xiao Jingshui knew that her situation was like walking a tightrope, and she had to be cautious, because taking a wrong step was an abyss.

In this situation, Xiao Jingshui must be calm and self-contained, so that she will not be affected too much by the outside world.

This does not mean that Xiao Jingshui will not be without joys and sorrows, nor does it mean that she has no reaction to everything in the outside world. But what she saw and heard would never keep her in a negative mood for long.

She's been angry and sentimental so much lately that it's not normal.

Xiao Jingshui thought that it was because he had suppressed it for too long, but when he thought about it carefully, it was not necessarily the case.

Xiao Jingshui does not deny that she is a cynical person, and it is easier to associate some unknown dark sides, but the indifference of staying out of the matter will never make her mind linger for too long.

Xiao Jingshui was used to admitting that he was a pessimistic person, so he didn't realize it in time.

But when Ghost Yuejun said that if he didn't like it, he would stay away, Xiao Jingshui realized something.

Dodge, what a ridiculous word.

How can a person who is determined to fight with the sky have anything to do with the word "hide"?

No matter how pessimistic her heart is, no matter how bleak the road ahead is, the word "hide" will never fall on her!

Ghost Moon Jun's expression was as cold as ice, with a bitter chill: "That's true. ”

She agreed with the ontology's words.

In a way, she's a lunatic.

Knowing that she had no chance of winning, she still chose to fight against fate.

Ghost Moon Jun was just subconsciously concerned and enlightened about himself, so much so that he didn't realize this.

Xiao Jingshui's expression was rare cold, and even faintly ruthless, which was very different from her previous gentleness.

Tearing off a gentle outer skin, the sheep that had pretended to be obedient for many years showed her fangs.

The Night Pearl emitted a soft glow, and it fell softly on the boy's body, but it was blocked by the Ghost Moon Monarch.

The light was half-bright and half-dark, and it seemed that Xiao Jingshui had been divided into two parts, and it was actually a little more evil than before.

The evil boy who couldn't tell the gods and demons cast his eyes out of the window, his face was so faint that there was no trace of expression, but with a trace of strange provocation.

Xiao Jingshui whispered, as if the wind was whispering:

"What are you worried about?"

There was only darkness outside the window.

The setting sun had long since disappeared below the horizon, and the original brilliant clouds were almost swallowed up by the night, leaving only the last trace of deep purple to hang crumblingly in the sky.

Tomorrow, tomorrow will start the plot, and there will be no long psychological analysis in a short time

(The little orange is finally about to be released, and if you continue like this, you will all kick him off and think that the lilies will bloom and vomit blood, you little devils)

(End of chapter)