Jiang Wanqing felt that she was quite self-aware.

After chatting about business, she didn't choose to stay too long.

After all, there are too many women on the mainland who have a good skin, but there are very few who can match their own strength.

It's just that she didn't know that a second before her back disappeared, Fu Chimu seemed to inadvertently raise his eyes and swept towards her gaze, and the coldness in it passed away a lot.

Jiang Wanqing thought about it for a while, and decided to continue to go back to Hanfeng to watch the condensation Dabi, trying to comprehend and learn from it.

It's just that she hadn't walked far yet, and her head was inexplicably dizzy in front of a secluded corner, and her eyes were black as if she was about to faint immediately.

Jiang Wanqing hurriedly held on to the wall beside her to prevent herself from fainting, and at the same time, she couldn't figure it out.

She has entered the immortal path, and she has not eaten any messy things recently, and her cultivation is also looking for gradually.

But what is going on with this situation that seems to be a mortal hypoglycemia disease?

The sunset was tilting, the wind was gradually rising, and the mysterious sword spirit consciousness connected to Jiang Wanqing's heart woke up faintly.

The white horse passed through the gap, and the memories were like mirrors, and the sword spirit was not forgotten.

When it first met Jiang Wanqing, I was fortunate enough to see the curtain of the future.

That was not its original intention, but Jiang Wanqing's subconscious hopeless hope, transcending the scars of time and a hint of its help.

At this moment, the first turning point in Jiang Wanqing's life is about to be ushered in, which can also be said to be ...... Opportunity?!

Later, on the way back, I will feel a sense of the bleak environment that I was destined for, and I will remember the goodbye to my deceased friend.

She underestimated her proud talent from the "devil".

The immortals and demons at every moment repel and merge.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

A small pain, resentment, and then being weak compared to the Demon Dao, will lead to a series of uncontrollable chain reactions.

"Fortunately", she was uncontrollable and her demonic energy was exposed, and when she was about to get out of control, she met the man who changed her life.

was rescued by him, but he did not choose to inform the sect, but chose to bring it back to his palace for some reasons.

Therefore, getting along day and night has a special relationship with him.

That is a period of continuous cutting, reasoning and chaos, and feelings that should not exist, and it is also one of the great disasters on Jiang Wanqing's path to immortality.

If, under normal circumstances, it has no intention of spying into the future because of its own power, it will ignore it.

The only difference is that Jiang Wanqing will unilaterally harness its power with her supreme hope.

This is different.

There are some things that exist and are eternal.

What it wants to do now is to change the slightest cause and effect without the Heavenly Machine being aware of it.

Jiang Wanqing's strange feeling of dizziness came from it.

The slight pause of the half-burnt incense time, delay.

Enough is enough.

I don't know that the "acquaintance" appeared here.

Is it a coincidence, or is it fate?

Jiang Wanqing didn't know that the thoughts and thoughts of the sword spirit consciousness sealed in the deepest part of her heart were strategizing to change her immortal path that was not too smooth.

When the strange dizziness subsided, Jiang Wanqing moved a few steps slightly to make sure that her body had recovered, and she was not as shaky and weak as she was just now.

He immediately continued to walk in the direction of the cold peak.

The early night is cold, the dead leaves are falling, and the wind in early autumn is not as refreshing as in summer, and there is always a hint of chill mixed with it.

Golden autumn is the season of all things withering and glorious, and slowly raising the eyes to condense the dead leaves and the poignant and secluded dance of falling flowers is the most normal scene.

Somehow, Jiang Wanqing suddenly remembered her deceased friend.

At the end, he smiled and was satisfied.

Before you know it, it's autumn again.

It's coming, and the lantern festival is almost here.

But she couldn't do anything.

Because, the person who harmed you is the heroine.

And herself, too, is only a female partner?

As the monstrous anger in the heart broke free, the clear and shallow eyes were completely dyed blood.

Only bloodthirsty killings remain.

The girl shrank slightly, her lips curled in a strange arc.

She always thought that everything would be dimmed with the detachment of her state of mind and the baptism of time.

But in the end, she still can't forget it.