"You shouldn't hate me!"

Xingli looked away, how could she miss the disgust and jealousy in Haitang's eyes when she staggered?

The moon infected by the night is not bright and high, but when it falls into the mortal world, it is more of a pity!

It's a pity that she didn't regard the ascension of proving the Dao as her final goal.

It's a pity that she lowered her bottom line lower and lower for a man, chased blindly, catered to other people's preferences, and finally lost herself.

She should have bloomed a stunning and amazing flower, instead of staring at her with all her strength and hatred, as if she had robbed him of something.

Maybe he wants to buy those people who are blind for love that exist in picture books. They should have a wonderful life but are blindly guided by the plot.

"Isn't your life just beginning? Why do you want to target me? The world is so big, you have to go and see it?"

"When you look back at your life again, you will find that some things are not the best arrangement."

Murong Qing is destined not to be a female partner.

She is not holding the script of the heroine, no amount of struggle is futile, why not stop and look at the surrounding scenery?This is also to be able to please yourself in the experience.

"Xingli! You know that, right..."

"Why? Why do you just persuade me to give up? I don't think I'm any worse than you. Do you always have to come first?!"

Haitang stood up and looked at him with resentment in his eyes.

With a sprouting heart, the childish girl stepped into the isolated world of cultivating immortals alone.

Maybe that person is all her insistence.

Although he may not know the meaning of persistence, but it is like the mission given to him by the plot, she just wants to chase his figure.

"Someone once appeared in your life so amazingly, how could you be willing? Give up?"

"If you have never met that carefree life that you can deceive yourself and others for a lifetime. Be that princess who has no appearance."

"Because you got it, you don't care. What you tell me is showing off to me. Do you know that this will make me suffer more? You don't know what I insist on..."

"Forget it... Xingli, I will always fight with you!"

One flirtatious, one cool.

One stubborn, one indifferent.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they can see each other's stubbornness.

Xing Li didn't say anything, turned and left.

It was she who crossed the line.

She should keep herself out of the plot, as a third person, how could she feel compassion and interfere with Haitang...

……

"Why did I not hear what you just said?"

"Is there any grievance between them? I thought they didn't know each other. It turns out there is something hidden!"

"Hey, I suddenly had a bold idea, that is, if these two beauties in the world of cultivating immortals are fighting to the death, what they won't fight is..."

"Quickly tell me what the hell is it? I'm just annoyed that you're halfway through talking like this!"

"There's no such thing as you, hurry up, don't be a fool!"

"Just don't waste everyone's time, we are still waiting to see other people's games!"

"That is to say, is it possible for people? What two people are fighting for is actually people..."

"Fuck?! You mean...Murong Qing??!!"

"Hush... It's just a guess, it's just a guess. After all, it seems that there is really nothing that can make two such beautiful women compete."

"I went through it and said it, and I think what you said is very reasonable!"

……

I have to say, I guessed it was close to ten, it was because of Murong Qing that Hai Tang was so hostile to Xin Li.

Essentially speaking in layman's terms, the point of conflict between the two lies in Murong Qing.

Everyone now turned all their eyes on Murong Qing.

Now Murong Qing is standing alone on his inner stage, and there is no opponent to choose him.

There may have been people who were ready to make a move before, but the half-strike Jindan mid-stage person was slapped away by Murong Qing.

Yes, I heard you right, just a slap!

After that, no one dared to challenge Murong Qing recklessly.

Moreover, if a person at Murongqing's level rashly challenges others, it will give people the feeling that the big is bullying the small.

No one has been able to measure his true cultivation until now.

So he stood in that ring.

Her face is youthful, full of brilliance, elegant and elegant, so noble.

Standing sideways with a sword in one hand, there is an indescribable aloofness and deep and complicated eyes in the calm eyes.

Countless people flock to it.

Countless people can't do without their eyes for a long time.

The teenager at this time is no longer the soft and sticky milk dumpling that everyone wants to kiss.

Only those pair of deep pupils invisibly cut off the distance between him and other people.

The perfect jaw line, graceful bones, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and an indescribable charm when the eyes are flowing...

When the eyes fell back, they only followed that one person, filled with love and affection like thousands of stars.

Not scorching, but hard to ignore at all.

Xing Li looked back, that person seemed to be bathed in the light, he should not be contaminated by the world, filled with warmth, he had passed through countless personal goals and it was himself.

Xing Li slightly hooked her lips and nodded in greeting.

I don't know how to respond.

After all, it all belongs to one person's tenderness, which will cause heavy pressure in the heart of the bearer.

This is me without a system, without tasks, without that person who has been waiting...

Xingli had to admit that he would definitely be fascinated by Murong Qing as in the previous plot.

But there are others in my heart.

He also does not belong to himself.

She just wanted to put everything back in order, so at least it wouldn't be such a pity when it was time to say goodbye.

It won't be so guilty.

Xingli didn't hesitate anymore and turned around to continue to choose his opponent. He needed to get the third place, which meant that he had to defeat more than five people.

Except Murong Qing and Yun Chu.

The rest of the people must all be defeated by their own men.

She didn't choose people from her sect.

Those in Meige and Ghost Sect were chosen to attack first.

No fancy swords out.

A shot is a killer move.

She wanted to get the mission fragment quickly, and she was eager to know why the previous mission failed. She was eager to know what was the fate of that person?

Otherwise, why would my heart ache just thinking of his name.

Like a drop of cinnabar mole stained with blood and tears, it dripped on my heart with a strong attitude, making me unable to let go of it completely, and becoming the death of my life.

Mo Sheng...

Please wait for me.

Wait until I come to find you again.

Wait until I pull you out of that abyss...

Please persevere, please... please, please persevere.

I'm here...

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