Chapter 337 Once

Qiao Jin is thinking about it.

A magic formation mage's spiritual seed is indeed enough.

She looked at Duan Rouyan's eyes that had not lost their original brilliance, and said softly: Okay.

A smile appeared on Duan Rouyan's face.

Qiao Jin stretched out her hand, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. The red dots in her eyes flickered, and the void seemed to be a line. Her hands were the medium of writing. With her movements, those red dots gradually connected together.

Pulled into a huge red butterfly, the butterfly flickered slowly and flew towards Duan Rouyan.

The demon screamed unwillingly, but the moment he touched the red butterfly, he was scorched and screamed, so he had to let go.

They looked at Qiao Jin with the most vicious eyes in the world, but they had nothing to do with her.

At the same time, Qiao Jin felt that something was broken from Duan Rouyan's body.

This area of ​​hundreds of miles is under her control.

She saw the past that she had never seen before.

That was twenty years ago.

Duan Rouyan is a fledgling college student who has just entered the campus.

At that time, Huaxia's style of study was far less open than it is now.

She studied in Qiao Jin's previous school, which was also a famous key university. She is a college student who came out of the valley, and she is the pride of the family.

In the era of patriarchy at that time, her existence was undoubtedly a bright star.

Her parents worked hard to provide her with food and clothing, and for her to go to the best university. Fortunately, she studied hard, and the school waived most of her tuition fees, and there was a bonus every year.

She originally had a bright future, but her success and family background also failed her.

At that time in Huaxia, there were not many children from poor families who could get into this university, and most of them were rich and powerful locals.

It is far less focused on academic atmosphere than it is now.

The existence of Duan Rouyan pricked some people's eyes.

It seemed that she was expected to be bullied on campus.

She is kind and weak, and her poor family taught her that the only persistence is kindness, the bottom line of being a human being.

She spent silently in the bullying of others, even if those people behind her did irreparable things to her.

What she endured was intensified, and her retreat would only make others gain an inch.

No one helped her, even the teacher turned a blind eye to her own rating.

The later study tour was a rare opportunity she applied for. She originally wanted to enjoy it and forget her troubles of being bullied for a while, but that day, she was locked up in the hotel by prank students.

They went out to collect folk songs, and the hotel staff had to leave work. At that time, foreigners implemented a strict off-duty system, and it was not the so-called 24-hour watch.

Unless you call.

They said that there was no one in the hotel, but in fact Duan Rouyan was in poor health that day and lay down in the hotel.

Who knew that due to the negligence of the staff, there would be a fire.

When she woke up, everything was irreparable, the monstrous flames swept her, she struggled and staggered to the hall, but couldn't open the door.

She screamed inside the door, howling in despair, bloody handprints scratched one after another on the door panel, no one came to rescue her, she couldn't open the door.

Did she hate it?

It must be hatred, no matter how kind a person is, there will be strong resentment at that time, so her resentment aroused her demonic nature, and the demons in the Rakshasa world found her.

The monstrous hatred made her temporarily survive the fire, and she was actually dead.

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