Whether it is relatives or friends, there is no way to protect her forever.

Even being overprotective was a disservice to her.

Fu Ning didn't scream for long, as if he saw that Chang Ling would not let her out no matter what.

The long silence made Chang Ling's hand, which had been standing outside the room, clench his fists at his side.

Fu Ning, who was inside, should have turned pale and her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

She must have been scared and would even scold her.

Chang Ling even wanted to hear Fu Ning's scolding, at least let her vent her fear.

But no.

It's still as quiet as stagnant water.

After a long while, Fu Ning's calm voice came: "Okay, they are all dead, Chang Ling, you can open the door." ”

Chang Ling hurriedly withdrew the formation flag, slammed open the door, and saw Fu Ning standing on the table with his legs crossed.

There were still undried tears on her palm-sized little face, and the whole person still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

On the ground, there were dense taste-seeking Gu corpses everywhere, and the green bodily fluids exuded a disgusting smell.

Chang Ling stepped over quickly, easily picked up Fu Ning, who had shrunk into a ball, and hurriedly walked out of the room.

She had long thought that there would be such a scene, she deliberately locked Fu Ning in her room, and the eldest lady's room still had to be clean forever.

Fu Ning was like a weak puppet without a soul, stunned and let Chang Ling take her out and send her back to her room.

Chang Ling put her on the bed and carefully covered her with a quilt.

"Fu Ning, you have a good rest first. She looked at Fu Ning, whose eyes were blank, and said quite flatteringly.

Fu Ning was still stunned, she responded casually, her eyes still didn't know where to look.

Chang Ling stood aside rather at a loss, praising Fu Ning with all the words she could think of, but all she got was the same indifferent and indifferent response.

"Let's go. Fu Ning interrupted her suddenly.

Chang Ling paused suddenly, turned around curtly, and after pushing the door open, he turned around and said softly: "I'm sorry." ”

I know that I can't protect you forever, and sometimes you have to face such bitter and cruel things yourself.

She received no response.

She went back to her room, bent down, and cleaned it little by little.

Let the disgusting insect corpse magnify in front of her, and the pungent smell rushed into her nostrils.

It seems that she has to suffer all the sins that Fu Ning has suffered before she can feel better.

............

After driving Chang Ling away, Fu Ning sat up from the bed all of a sudden, tears falling silently.

She couldn't hold back and didn't shed tears in front of Chang Ling, because she was afraid that her friends would feel guilty when they saw it.

She has been afraid of insects since she was a child, and her mother and sister love her, and this shortcoming has always been doted on and tolerated by them.

Anyway, as the youngest daughter in the family, she just needs to grow up peacefully.

A good sister will inherit her mother's mantle and will try to take care of her for a long time to come.

But she Fu Ning doesn't want to be 'Fu Hongrao's daughter' or 'Fu Yu's sister', she also wants to be a monk who stands up to the heavens and the earth, and she also wants to be a respected and powerful person.

Many times, after understanding the great truth, there is still no way to live this life.

How despicable she was, she still resented Chang Ling when she was just sent to that room.

How could she not know that this was a difficult task that she had to overcome.

After so many years, she herself began to choose to avoid it.

She sniffed hard, she was about to overcome those bugs that could be easily crushed by her, there was nothing to be afraid of.

In the next few days, Chang Ling quietly observed Fu Ning, whose face was as usual, and saw that she was indeed nothing abnormal, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Gu Siyu lay on the bed and slept for three days and three nights.

At first, Chang Ling and Fu Ning saw that he had not woken up, and they went to invite Fu Yu to investigate, but they came to the conclusion that he fell into a deep sleep after exhaustion.

The two of them couldn't help but let go of their hearts, and then fell into nervous preparations for the next competition.

Although Fu Ning's face did not change, Chang Ling could always hear her pacing back and forth in the small courtyard alone at night.

It's impossible not to be nervous.

Soon it was time for the competition.

Fu Ning clenched Chang Ling's arm, and Chang Ling had to support the weak Gu Siyu on the other side.

The three of them didn't walk fast, but they still arrived at the competition venue quickly.

Fu Ning clenched even tighter.

Chang Ling had to comfort her constantly with his eyes.

They should be the last game they play today.

When you sit in the spectator seat and watch others compete, the tension will not only not be relieved in any way, but will continue to accumulate with the fierce battle on the field.

The third round of the competition was held.

Most of the people on the field had injuries on their bodies, but one by one they were still fiercely tight.

Most of the monks who can stand here are of the highest grade or Great Perfection in the Concentration Realm, and they are limited by talent or comprehension, and they can be married with one foot at the door.

The rest have either mastered the most powerful method, or have already lost half their lives.

In the third round of the competition, there were already a few Jindan Realm monks sitting on the viewing platform to see if they could select good seedlings to accept as apprentices.

The monks on the test bench naturally fought a little harder.

After a few competitions, whether it is a winner or a loser, their own state is not much better.

The one who wins is one thousand kills and eight hundred self-losses.

Those who lose are also desperate, and they can't make others better.

Fu Ning couldn't help but tremble as he held Chang Ling's hand, and fine beads of sweat continued to ooze from his palm.

Time flies by in an atmosphere of constant tension.

Soon Fu Ning will be on the field.

Chang Ling accompanied her to check again and again, and after the Fu Gong Pill and magic weapon were all brought, he had to pat her on the shoulder or hold her hand and comfort her softly.

"Chang Ling, if I can't come back alive, can you help me tell my mother and sister, the birthday gift I prepared for them this year is in the cabinet in the treasure building, they don't like to celebrate their birthdays when they get older, but I have prepared gifts every year, don't forget." Fu Ning said incoherently.

Gu Siyu on the side also reluctantly raised his arm and gently pulled Fu Ning into his arms.

"If you can't hold on, you must admit defeat in time, even if you jump off the platform yourself, don't hurt the roots, you have excellent talent, and the road ahead is still very long, not short of a Qingshan Academy." He said softly.

Fu Ning glanced at him, and his mouth pouted: "Why are you so frustrated! I will definitely win! Miss Ben will show you!"

Chang Ling smiled gently, staring closely at her back as she walked onto the test table.