Author: Qing Liuge

Fu Yong left the alley, turned around and entered the bustling city. He stayed for a long time, his eyes passing through these people inch by inch. After a long time, he raised his head and saw Yan Qiao standing on the wall, looking down at him from a high position.

He knew that once he took action, he would be chased without mercy. Her eyes were too cold when she looked at him, as if they were sharp blades tempered with ice.

He looked at the ignorant people, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "You don't really think that relying on your likes on the Internet can make them prefer you forever."

His voice reached Yan Qiao's ears, trying to see other expressions on her face.

Yan Qiao smiled, "So what? I protect them just because I am a human being and cannot do anything like an animal."

The ridicule on Fu Yong's face gradually faded away, and his face became condensed, "That's right."

"I will always remember a saying, evil will not prevail against good," the crowd was bustling and Yan Qiao could not be seen on the wall, but it did not prevent her from protecting them.

"Why should I seek preference from others? I have my own way," she said with a smile on her lips, "Fuyong, you still don't understand, but it doesn't matter. We are enemies, and life and death is where each other ends up."

Fu Yong snorted softly, "Indeed, you will live and die," he looked at Yan Qiao with deep eyes, a storm gathering in his eyes.

Yan Qiao ignored him and turned her eyes to the crowd. It was very hot in the summer afternoon, but Xuanyuan's high technology was always full of tricks. For example, this new small air conditioner that relied on the combination of energy and technology also made shopping more fun.

Fu Yong didn't know when he left, but Yan Qiao sat and watched for a long time. She thought she could never give up on these people, no matter before or now.

Mortals have a short lifespan, but their lives are colorful. There are greedy people and contented people. It is the colorful desires and emotions that make up ordinary people, because the same kind of pure white will only appear in reproduction, and people are inherently diverse.

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There is no need to change, they are who they are, and what Yan Qiao and the practitioners have to do is to do things in their world. This is cause and effect. They once shared the suffering, and now they will also reap the rewards.

She blended into the crowd, feeling their emotions, watching the little girl running to her parents holding flowers, feeling the young lovers clinging to each other, and also seeing the accusations and complaints.

For a moment, she seemed to have returned to the past. The master once said that she could not enter the mortal world and did not know the human heart, so she stubbornly entered the mortal world alone with the thought of fighting for her breath.

She sealed her cultivation and spent a period of time as a mortal. She only had one feeling, it was really hard. Returning from the world of mortals to train her heart, she directly broke through a rank.

Xuanyuan is really a wonderful world. It is no wonder that the law of heaven is impermanent. How can a group of monks like this not be driven crazy?

It was just that God had left a glimmer of hope for herself. She didn't know if her arrival was a transaction or for some other reason, but no matter which kind of feeling she felt when she was on the verge of death, it was real.

She has a purpose, but she has never forgotten her original intention. She will not forget the promise she made when she entered the mortal world to refine her heart.

"Mom, there is a sister over there!" A childish voice sounded.

The woman looked up and saw only a blank space. She hurriedly grabbed the child and said, "What are you talking about? I think you are too hot in broad daylight!"

The little girl pouted and wanted to say something, but when she saw Yan Qiao put her finger to her lips, she covered her mouth and smiled secretly, like a little squirrel getting a nut.

Yan Qiao waved his hand, and a beautiful lily fell into the little girl's hand. Her eyes widened in surprise, and then her eyebrows arched into a smile.

The woman noticed her daughter's little movement, lowered her head and was about to speak, but was caught off guard and saw the lily in her hand. She was stunned, and subconsciously turned her head to look. The fluttering red hem seemed to be a special signal.

Her eyes widened in surprise. She saw the familiar embroidery on the clothes, which she had seen live broadcast countless times.

She picked up her daughter and gave her a big kiss, "Baby, mommy saw it too."

"Flowers sent by my sister," the little girl happily showed off to her mother, and the mother and daughter left happily.

Yan Qiao couldn't help but laugh when she left. Sometimes it's like this. A simple encounter can be easily satisfying. It's so cute that people can't help but feel soft.

[Does the host like them very much?] The elf asked in the virtual space.

Yan Qiao kept walking, "I like it very much, why don't you like it?"

The elf doesn’t understand, but it doesn’t prevent it from learning. [I will work hard! Try to synchronize with the host.]

Yan Qiao said with a smile, "Okay."

She returned to the apartment. She didn't go to teach today. She had plenty of time. The rare quiet time made Yan Qiao feel more relaxed.

The elf appeared in her arms, wagging his tail with satisfaction, [Host, Wu said that many people from Beixue and Yingdu have come. 】

Yan Qiao said "Yes" and said, "You will come as soon as you come. How long can you hide? If you are a king, you will not bow your head. Xuanyuan is a king. They only need a small opportunity to get up on their own."

The elf turned over and said, [Host, you are very different from when you first came here.]

"Because, at first, I just regarded it as an experience, just like my countless breakthroughs back then," she closed her eyes.

It's just that the experience this time was more thrilling, but as she integrated into her, she gradually gained a sense of belonging. The people of Xuanyuan are very different from the monks. Maybe they have experienced hardships, so they know more about gratitude and respect.

She had never experienced the disconnect between monks in the world. She took it as a challenge, then discovered new interests in the challenge, and then regarded herself as a part of it.

Their respect made her choose cooperation and win-win, instead of being like an elf and choosing to control things forcefully.

She touched the elf's ears and said, "Just be honest at first, and we will get along very well."

The elf suddenly shrank into a ball, [Isn’t he also young and ignorant!]

Okay, what system has never had a dream when it was young? It has been successful several times, but this time it overturned. It met a super awesome host, and then completely became a tool system.

The most terrifying thing is that it vaguely feels that the creator behind it seems to be on the side of the host, which makes it more determined to lie down.

Thinking of the times she was stunned, Tongzi sighed thinking that life is not easy.

"That Mo Ke feels too familiar to me," Yan Qiao said slowly.

The elf swung his tail again, [I have observed him, completing tasks step by step and annoying Mu Han, but I haven't found anything else so far.]
Chapter completed!