"Are you okay?" Ji Qingyu asked.

The ball tightly shrunk itself into a ball, and there was no movement from beginning to end after Ji Qingyu's words fell.

"They're all gone, you should get up quickly."

Her voice was as crisp as when she called out to Steward Wu.

The tips of Gu Rong's ears moved slightly, but there was still no movement.

He had just made eye contact with her.

As those people say, a beautiful and lovely girl like her is most disgusted with herself.

He's ugly and will scare her.

Maybe...... She had already been scared by him.

Gu Rong thought back to the eyes that Ji Qingyu had seen before, as if she was looking at a monster.

He clenched his fists and dug his fingertips into the cold bricks.

Let's go! Don't stop here!

Gu Rong had tears in his eyes, and he became more and more into a small one.

Ji Qingyu noticed the change in his breath, probably knowing that he was fine, so she simply turned around and left.

The veil had been taken by one of them, and she had to go and see it.

Ji Qingyu always felt that the handkerchief was a little familiar, as if in her previous life, she happened to see Gu Susu in her hand.

Is it a coincidence? The front and back sides of the veil are missing a corner.

Ji Qingyu just saw it very clearly, the corner of the handkerchief that was held in her hand was incomplete, and that place happened to be the left hand of Yunlan Sword Venerable's portrait, and the place where it was broken was exactly the same.

The monk had an excellent memory, and even said that he could not forget it.

Ji Qingyu made comparisons in her mind over and over again, and before she knew it, she had gone far away.

Click, a small rock at her feet was kicked away.

Ji Qingyu woke up in a trance.

What is she doing?

Why should she be curious about such inconsequential things?

Whether it is Gu Susu or Yunlan Jianzun, does it have anything to do with her?

Ji Qingyu's face was a little stinky, and she silently recited a sentence in her heart.

I saw her small figure in a hurry turn around, and then walked towards the northwest corner of the disciple's courtyard.

The other side

At the moment when Ji Qingyu turned to leave, the group trembled violently.

Gu Rong's breathing was a little heavier, and the wound he had just been punched and kicked seemed to be more painful.

She's gone.

He knew she was going to go.

She's supposed to go.

No one will really care about him.

He already knew.

"Ho ......"

Gu Rong opened his mouth and let out a strange sound.

He slowly sat up, his head down and clutching his cuffs.

A teardrop slipped down, mixed with blood, making the already dirty cuffs even more difficult to see.

……

The northwest corner of the disciple's house

returned to the outer door where she had stayed for five years, and Ji Qingyu only felt that everything seemed to have changed.

The hardboard bed is still the same hardboard bed, leaning against the window, and at night, the moonlight will sprinkle all over the bed.

Ji Qingyu hooked her lips slightly, as if she saw the self who had been cultivating day and night in the past.

The little five-year-old girl climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged on it, and tilted her head to look at the window.

At this time, it was still bright and there was no moonlight.

Ji Qingyu knew that she was more talented in cultivating demons than in cultivating immortals, and in this life, she not only wanted to return to the peak of the demon path, but also to cultivate immortals, she also had to catch up.

In her previous life, Ji Qingyu had already studied the most suitable method for her immortal and demon cultivators in her spiritual root, she wanted to catch up with the progress of immortal cultivation after ascending, but unfortunately she had no chance.

Do it all over again, just right.

The body of the five spirit roots was slow to draw qi into the body, and Ji Qingyu couldn't think of a better solution, so she could only shorten the time to one month at most.

After a month, she successfully channeled qi into her body, and she could practice the exercises of the immortal and demon practitioners.