Feng Xingying couldn't even forgive herself.

Her pain was not only the pain of loss, but also the deep self-blame.

"It's me, it's me who killed you. It's me who didn't work hard enough, it's me who was not strong enough, it's me who wanted the bullshit reserve.

If I am willing to listen to you and practice hard, I will not be so weak.

If I am a little cruel and don’t care about them, I will not sacrifice you for me.”

Feng Xingying cried while accusing her ignorance and helplessness.

When she was the only one who felt wronged, she licked her wound silently.

No one can understand, and no one needs to understand.

However, when she came in, she could always hear her master's jokes. Although it seemed nonsensical, she often pointed directly at the core of the problem.

Now, there is no more.

Very quiet.

Quietly scared her to enter here.

This is not the first time she is crying so helplessly.

Suddenly, Feng Xingying raised his tearful face.

She felt someone gently stroke her silk.

Beside her was a flying fire elves.

"Master? Is it you? You've been there all the time? Are you right?"

There are signs of burning on the ground.

Feng Xingying lowered her head and looked at the familiar words.

There are only three words - Xuanling Master!

"Master? Did you say that as long as I advance to Xuanling Master, you can wake you up? If so, you can take a photo of me, if so, you can take a photo of me."

Feng Xingying closed her eyes and buried her face between her legs.

She knew that the master was arrogant and the thing she couldn't stand was that Feng Xingying saw her embarrassed fireball.

Therefore, Feng Xingying would rather restrain all curiosity. Even though she knew she was there, Feng Xingying just didn't watch it. Even though she knew her form, Feng Xingying just didn't expose it.

really.

Feng Xingying felt it.

Pat, just a little bit.

Feng Xingying's heart was beating violently.

But she quickly calmed down and kept her head buried between her legs, curled up with her eyes closed, asking:

"Master, do you want me to suck Qin Molin's spiritual power and quickly ascend to Xuanling Master?"

Two shots, continuous shooting.

No.

She doesn't want it either.

Feng Xingying had long guessed the answer.

"Yes, I will rely on my own efforts and I will not let you down!"

Just a minute, pat.

The master said she believed in her.

Feng Xingying practiced in the space with great enthusiasm for two hours.

By the time he left the space, Feng Xingying had already opened the Lotus Treasure Mirror, changed into the little palace maid's clothes, and followed Nangong Yulian.

Qin Molin felt that he was just distracted and lost the direction of Feng Xingying.

Play hide-and-seek with him!

See if he doesn't catch her.

Qin Molin's eyes remained in the team of the Royal Academy and Nangong Zhuo, but forgot about Nangong Yulian.

After all, Nangong Yulian is their hostile force. Even Qin Molin did not expect that Feng Xingying would not be afraid of death and send herself to Nangong Yulian.

In fact, it is very simple to please Nangong Yulian.

Nangong Yulian's personal palace maids betrayed her because she didn't want to go to Tianyu Country and went to find another backer.

What is unchanging loyalty, only unchanging interests.

After all, Tianyu Country is in a desolate place. For the girls who are pampered in Dali Country, they all say that they leave their hometowns and go to the desolate place.

Especially when I heard from the disfigured aunt who had been to Tianyu Country and could come back, there were no people in Tianyu Country, only animals. The so-called dowry palace maids had a more miserable end than a skilled girl.

When they went out, they were dowry palace maids, but when they arrived in Tianyu Kingdom, they were like animals sent to them and allowed to slaughter them. Read,

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!