Chapter 587: Unstable Mood (4)

Hua Qianye's body trembled slightly, her fingertips trembled and trembled, and she finally suppressed the churning under her eyes: "There is a fiancΓ©e who is married to her fingertips, and the relationship is neither good nor bad, she stabbed me and ran away with other men." ”

"That's not it." Luo Qingyin spread his hands and said bluntly, "You have grown so big and have never experienced anything, can your mood be good?" ”

Hua Qianye was silent for a long time: "Is this the reason?" ”

"Love makes people mature; The experience of blood can make people's hearts break through; When life hangs by a thread, it can best stimulate people's potential. Luo Qingyin raised her eyebrows and looked at him, her gaze sharp as substance, "You need some tests between life and death." ”

Between life and death, everything is no longer important except life.

After crossing this hurdle, the things that affected my mood in the past have become insignificant.

If you can't cross it, you can only become a dead soul.

There is no third way.

Hua Qianye looked at her, and an indescribable palpitation suddenly churned in the depths of her heart.

At that moment, she seemed to have walked out of the sea of corpses and blood, with the momentum of stepping on the four sides and looking at the world, like a sword out of the sheath, fearless and indomitable!

Obviously she is only a fifteen-year-old girl, why can she give people such a terrible feeling?

Looking at the beautiful tutor who was confused in front of him, Luo Qingyin hooked the corners of his lips, and said: "Maybe you can start from the experience, walk through thousands of rivers and mountains, see the warmth and coldness of the world, and then look back, you will know that the things you have experienced are just insignificant episodes, and it will be good to be relieved." ”

Hua Qianye looked at her steadily: "Okay, I'll try." ”

Luo Qingyin smiled at the corner of his lips: "There is one last way." ”

Hua Qianye's eyes lit up, and he said expectantly: "You say." ”

Luo Qingyin's lips opened slightly, and he gently spit out a sentence: "Kill the person who caused the flaw in your state of mind." ”

Hua Qianye thought seriously for a moment, nodded and said, "Thank you, I'll go back and think about it." ”

Hua Qianye thought about this for three whole days.

Luo Qingyin didn't pay much attention to this matter, and continued to work hard to endorse in the apse of the library hall.

After a period of hard work, the number of books on the bookcase has been reduced by two-thirds, and it will be finished in a few months.

Every time I look at the bookcase, Luo Qingyin is full of energy!

"Luo Qingyin, Jimo has no heart."

A voice like a spring breeze sounded, Hua Qianye walked into the apse, elegant and dusty, black hair like a waterfall, eyebrows and eyes like clouds, and returned to a warm and jade-like appearance, as if the person who collapsed in her mood and vomited blood in front of her was not him.

Luo Qingyin and Jimo unintentionally put down the book, stood up and saluted.

The corners of Hua Qianye's lips had a slight curvature, his face was still a little pale, but his breath was much calmer.

"I have something to do and need to go far away, at least three months, at most five months, and during this time, Zi Keqing will be in charge of your schoolwork." He is obviously ready to go out to practice, everything is arranged, "You can go out to practice after memorizing the classics, or join the academy's training team, or find me together, or act alone, and come back before the end of the year to participate in the academy's annual test." ”

Luo Qingyin and Jimo Wuxin immediately cheered.

In order to go out and practice, even if you die hard, you have to memorize it faster!

Jimo Wuxin asked in a low voice, "What about after the annual test?" ”

Hua Qianye said: "After the annual test, it is the time for tutors to recruit students from all over the country, and I don't plan to recruit again, during this time, you are free to move." ”

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