Song Ziqing raised her hand and fell down again, tossed and turned several times, but she never dared to knock on the door in front of her.
Memories always return to that day involuntarily. The man appeared like a magic weapon from the sky, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as picturesque, and his whole body exuded a transcendent indifference. The sunlight flowed on his moon-white brocaded clothes, as if it was covered with a layer of clean light.
But her body was covered with mud and sand, and her body was filled with foul smell of blood and sweat, like a bed bug coveting the bright moon in the sky. Song Ziqing lived for two lives with a proud and arrogant temperament. That was the first time she had a shameful thought.
After so long, the seeds of inferiority complex that were gently planted grew into towering trees without realizing it. Her desire for him was increasing day by day, but she was still unable to understand the method!
Jealousy, uneasy, fear, madness...
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and she couldn't help but turn red. She recalled the life of being spoiled as a little princess at home. As long as she wanted, her parents could always find ways to satisfy her, but in a blink of an eye, the happy life was ruined by this shitty strategy game!
She has worked hard enough, but why can't she get what she likes?
Her wet eyes were filled with resentment. Thinking of the new arrival woman who had never experienced the suffering she had endured for over ten years, how could she be favored by her senior brother?
Not only that, I also want to snatch Song Tong from her...
Yesterday, he detected his affection for Yun Shang in Song Tong's room. He was shocked and shocked. She realized something terrible. If she wanted to detect the favorable feelings of the guide's target for other players, the situation where the parties involved must be present before they can be carried out...
Where exactly are they hiding? What are they doing without hiding themselves?
Song Ziqing was completely defeated by the truth, and she didn't dare to think about the situation that was completely deviated from her control. She fled back in panic and failed to come back for a long time.
She was like a turtle who was only shocked, constantly finding reasons to escape from reality. It was common for her to have a fluctuation in favor of her. Isn’t Song Tong’s favor for herself far higher than Yun Shang?
As long as you find it, just ask everything clearly...
However, the next day, she received another message from Yun Shang.
Did you just start to discover this? He is no longer under your control, and I will grab all your things in the future.
The blatant provocation made Song Ziqing's mentality, which had finally stabilized, collapsed again. She didn't know how perverted the other side of Song Tong was hidden, so she wouldn't know that Yun Shang was in danger. At this moment, she just felt that she was being plotted. At the beginning, it was Rong Qiheng and then Song Tong. In the future, her status in Tianxuan Mountain would not be guaranteed to be in danger!
She felt that she had to do something to destroy Yun Shang's conspiracy
This idea was exactly what Yun Shang thought. After some contemplation, Yun Shang rejected the practice of directly revealing Song Tong's true face to her. Standing on Song Ziqing's position, let alone whether she would hide it for Song Tong, she had no reason to save herself.
Thinking further, why not just use Song Tong's hands to get rid of himself?
Sacrifice a Class A strategy target and get rid of a strong competitor. This deal will not be a loss.
Therefore, Yun Shang simply changed her thinking, which gradually triggered the anxiety hidden in her heart. This is how people are. As long as things involve damage to their own personal interests, the subconscious will activate the defense mechanism and try their best to eliminate those dangerous factors.
Even if the risk factors she thought were not objective, it might even be deliberately created by the enemy...
Song Ziqing stood in front of Rong Qiheng's door, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and her entangled eyes were pitiful. She couldn't break Song Dong's formation, so she decided to ask for help from the elder brother. There was a faint thought hidden in her heart: If Yun Shang and Song Tong were really hooked up, letting the elder brother witness it with his own eyes, maybe it could completely cut off the connection between them.
Just as she mustered up the courage to knock on the door panel, a gentle and gentle male voice came from behind: Zi Qing
Song Ziqing turned around suddenly, Rong Qiheng stood under the steps not far away and looked at her quietly. She was still wearing white clothes, standing with her hands behind her back, looking like a pineapple, and her extremely handsome eyes gave people a gentle but inaccessible feeling.
He stood there quietly, his hair passing by gently breeze
No more talk, just looked at her quietly, like a cold statue that never moved
The woman was stunned, and a tear fell from her eyes
He was obviously moved by other women, but why can't he be her?
Not willing to give up
This unwillingness swept across the body at an extremely fast speed
She ran towards him, and the goose yellow skirt bloomed like a field of oil tea flowers with her movements. As the beloved female cultivator on Tianxuan Mountain, she naturally had the capital to lively and unrestrainedly, but such a girl seemed to have changed in front of him. As the distance approached, her movements became slower and slower, and she stopped anxiously at a place one meter away.
Anyone who sees it knows that this is a sign of liking someone
How could Rong Qiheng not know? But no matter how she refused, she refused, and she would come up with a new way to show her affection in a few days. The man was helpless. The battlefield ahead was full of misfortune. The demons had not been eliminated. If her tenacity could be put into practice, she would not be difficult to become a pillar of the immortal world in the future with such qualifications.
Why don't you practice hard, come here to do it? He didn't ask with a accusation, his tone was plain and gentle. Obviously, it was normal for him to practice if he had nothing to do.
After all, it is just a senior brother. A person who cultivates immortals has his own cause and effect and should not interfere with other people's choices too much. He is willing to give some advice to his younger generations, but he hopes that he will not listen to it and will be the individual.
I... Song Ziqing bit her lip with an expression of wanting to speak but stopping, Junior Sister Yun...
Hearing these words, Rong Qiheng subconsciously frowned. The reason why Song Ziqing was pestering him during this period was almost inseparable from Yun Shang. He tried to explain it several times, but obviously the two of them were completely different and could not understand each other. He could not understand her obsession and persistence with emotions. He did not want to experience the same words again, so he stopped her words and walked straight by her, leaving only a faint sentence: Don't worry about this anymore.
No, it's not like that. She hurriedly grabbed Rong Qiheng's sleeve and looked pitiful with tears in her eyes. I'm here to ask you for help. Junior Sister Yun hasn't seen her for several days.
Memories always return to that day involuntarily. The man appeared like a magic weapon from the sky, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as picturesque, and his whole body exuded a transcendent indifference. The sunlight flowed on his moon-white brocaded clothes, as if it was covered with a layer of clean light.
But her body was covered with mud and sand, and her body was filled with foul smell of blood and sweat, like a bed bug coveting the bright moon in the sky. Song Ziqing lived for two lives with a proud and arrogant temperament. That was the first time she had a shameful thought.
After so long, the seeds of inferiority complex that were gently planted grew into towering trees without realizing it. Her desire for him was increasing day by day, but she was still unable to understand the method!
Jealousy, uneasy, fear, madness...
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and she couldn't help but turn red. She recalled the life of being spoiled as a little princess at home. As long as she wanted, her parents could always find ways to satisfy her, but in a blink of an eye, the happy life was ruined by this shitty strategy game!
She has worked hard enough, but why can't she get what she likes?
Her wet eyes were filled with resentment. Thinking of the new arrival woman who had never experienced the suffering she had endured for over ten years, how could she be favored by her senior brother?
Not only that, I also want to snatch Song Tong from her...
Yesterday, he detected his affection for Yun Shang in Song Tong's room. He was shocked and shocked. She realized something terrible. If she wanted to detect the favorable feelings of the guide's target for other players, the situation where the parties involved must be present before they can be carried out...
Where exactly are they hiding? What are they doing without hiding themselves?
Song Ziqing was completely defeated by the truth, and she didn't dare to think about the situation that was completely deviated from her control. She fled back in panic and failed to come back for a long time.
She was like a turtle who was only shocked, constantly finding reasons to escape from reality. It was common for her to have a fluctuation in favor of her. Isn’t Song Tong’s favor for herself far higher than Yun Shang?
As long as you find it, just ask everything clearly...
However, the next day, she received another message from Yun Shang.
Did you just start to discover this? He is no longer under your control, and I will grab all your things in the future.
The blatant provocation made Song Ziqing's mentality, which had finally stabilized, collapsed again. She didn't know how perverted the other side of Song Tong was hidden, so she wouldn't know that Yun Shang was in danger. At this moment, she just felt that she was being plotted. At the beginning, it was Rong Qiheng and then Song Tong. In the future, her status in Tianxuan Mountain would not be guaranteed to be in danger!
She felt that she had to do something to destroy Yun Shang's conspiracy
This idea was exactly what Yun Shang thought. After some contemplation, Yun Shang rejected the practice of directly revealing Song Tong's true face to her. Standing on Song Ziqing's position, let alone whether she would hide it for Song Tong, she had no reason to save herself.
Thinking further, why not just use Song Tong's hands to get rid of himself?
Sacrifice a Class A strategy target and get rid of a strong competitor. This deal will not be a loss.
Therefore, Yun Shang simply changed her thinking, which gradually triggered the anxiety hidden in her heart. This is how people are. As long as things involve damage to their own personal interests, the subconscious will activate the defense mechanism and try their best to eliminate those dangerous factors.
Even if the risk factors she thought were not objective, it might even be deliberately created by the enemy...
Song Ziqing stood in front of Rong Qiheng's door, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and her entangled eyes were pitiful. She couldn't break Song Dong's formation, so she decided to ask for help from the elder brother. There was a faint thought hidden in her heart: If Yun Shang and Song Tong were really hooked up, letting the elder brother witness it with his own eyes, maybe it could completely cut off the connection between them.
Just as she mustered up the courage to knock on the door panel, a gentle and gentle male voice came from behind: Zi Qing
Song Ziqing turned around suddenly, Rong Qiheng stood under the steps not far away and looked at her quietly. She was still wearing white clothes, standing with her hands behind her back, looking like a pineapple, and her extremely handsome eyes gave people a gentle but inaccessible feeling.
He stood there quietly, his hair passing by gently breeze
No more talk, just looked at her quietly, like a cold statue that never moved
The woman was stunned, and a tear fell from her eyes
He was obviously moved by other women, but why can't he be her?
Not willing to give up
This unwillingness swept across the body at an extremely fast speed
She ran towards him, and the goose yellow skirt bloomed like a field of oil tea flowers with her movements. As the beloved female cultivator on Tianxuan Mountain, she naturally had the capital to lively and unrestrainedly, but such a girl seemed to have changed in front of him. As the distance approached, her movements became slower and slower, and she stopped anxiously at a place one meter away.
Anyone who sees it knows that this is a sign of liking someone
How could Rong Qiheng not know? But no matter how she refused, she refused, and she would come up with a new way to show her affection in a few days. The man was helpless. The battlefield ahead was full of misfortune. The demons had not been eliminated. If her tenacity could be put into practice, she would not be difficult to become a pillar of the immortal world in the future with such qualifications.
Why don't you practice hard, come here to do it? He didn't ask with a accusation, his tone was plain and gentle. Obviously, it was normal for him to practice if he had nothing to do.
After all, it is just a senior brother. A person who cultivates immortals has his own cause and effect and should not interfere with other people's choices too much. He is willing to give some advice to his younger generations, but he hopes that he will not listen to it and will be the individual.
I... Song Ziqing bit her lip with an expression of wanting to speak but stopping, Junior Sister Yun...
Hearing these words, Rong Qiheng subconsciously frowned. The reason why Song Ziqing was pestering him during this period was almost inseparable from Yun Shang. He tried to explain it several times, but obviously the two of them were completely different and could not understand each other. He could not understand her obsession and persistence with emotions. He did not want to experience the same words again, so he stopped her words and walked straight by her, leaving only a faint sentence: Don't worry about this anymore.
No, it's not like that. She hurriedly grabbed Rong Qiheng's sleeve and looked pitiful with tears in her eyes. I'm here to ask you for help. Junior Sister Yun hasn't seen her for several days.
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