bow down under the skirt of a rival

In the afternoon, when Ling Ji arrived at the classroom, his first reaction was to look at Jin Yang, the sixth row of the first group.

Still not here.

Pursing his lips in disappointment, Ling Ji walked back to his seat, and couldn't help but chuckle when he glanced at the cartoon fan that Jin Yang had given him before.

In order to hide the erotic fan at noon, she didn't take much rest.

Thinking of the endlessly colorful embroidered picture, Ling Ji's face felt a little hot, he took out his notebook and copied down the words, and before he knew it, it was three o'clock, and the class bell rang.

She turned her head and saw that the classroom was almost full of people, and the only vacant seat was Jin Yang's.

Frowning, Ling Ji just wanted to turn his head, and was startled by Wei Linting who was sitting next to him.

The sun was shining outside, everyone was wearing summer clothes, only Wei Linting wore a thick overcoat and carried a hot water bottle, she would tremble the moment she touched the wooden tabletop.As the main force of the school's volleyball team, Wei Linting was tall and energetic, but now she rested her chin in both hands, half-closed her eyes, and wiped her nose with a tissue from time to time.

Wei Linting's appearance aroused many people's concern and asked her what was wrong.

Ling Ji knew how to read lips, and saw Wei Linting kept saying, "It's just a cold."

Can a cold be that bad?

Ling Ji felt strange and kept staring at it. When Wei Linting scratched her itch, she found that a red string was missing from her neck.

Last time in the volleyball match in physical education class, Ling Ji and Wei Linting played together. He knew that Wei Linting was wearing a muddy Buddha statue. baby.The weight of the Buddha statue was not small. Wei Linting jumped and was hit several times, grinning in pain, but refused to take it off, saying that it was an ancestral thing and could not leave her body.

Jin Yang is not here, Wei Linting is abnormal, the Buddha statue is missing...

Three strange things happened at the same time, Ling Ji couldn't help linking them together.

"Wei Linting, what's wrong with you?" The first class was chemistry class. Teacher Yang walked into the classroom and saw Wei Linting at a glance, "Do you want to go to the school hospital?"

"No, I have a cold..."

Wei Linting opened her mouth and her voice was hoarse, she was weak and her condition was extremely bad.

Teacher Yang said, "Go to the school hospital to see, which classmate will send it?"

"Teacher, go with her." Ling Ji raised his hand.

Teacher Yang was taken aback for a moment, and explained worriedly, "The school hospital is between the office building and the Three Teachings."

Nodding his head, Ling Ji helped Wei Linting in the first group, touched the back of his hand, and his heart skipped a beat—it was as cold as ice one second, and slightly hot the next second. Crooked, it was only because of Ling Ji's support that he did not fall down.

"Thank you..." Wei Linting stood firm, and just as she spoke, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

Everyone hurriedly sent people to the school hospital.

After Wei Linting passed out, her body temperature stabilized.The school doctor said it was hypoglycemia, and arranged for bed infusion. Ling Ji said that he was not feeling well and wanted to lie down. The school doctor found nothing wrong with him. Seeing that Ling Ji was thin and weak, he arranged Ling Ji to rest on the bed next to Wei Linting in order not to cause any trouble.

After the school doctor and enthusiastic classmates had left, Ling Ji sat up, and just now she saw Wei Linting's trousers pockets were bulging, and there was no one around, so it was time to reach out to find out.

In the pocket was a broken Buddha statue, with even cracks and a black and red stain in the middle, which smelled slightly of blood.

Ling Ji looked at the cracked Jade Buddha over and over, but didn't notice the figure appearing at the door until the man opened his mouth.

"classmate."

Looking up at the person who came up, what Ling Ji saw was the middle-aged female school doctor who was just fat.

"Another doctor is back, go down and do another checkup."

"Okay." Ling Ji agreed, put the Buddha statue into his palm, stood up without haste, and adjusted the pleated skirt first.

The school doctor lost his patience and urged, "Hurry up."

Ling Ji hurriedly got up, the movement was too sudden, he was dizzy and couldn't stand still, and looked at the school doctor in embarrassment.

The school doctor was still stern-faced, unconcerned, with his hands in his pockets. The gray white coat was much cleaner just now, and he didn't have the fatigue of middle age at all. His short and thick neck was slightly raised, and his bloated body was naturally straight, showing An arrogance that is very different from its appearance.

In just a few minutes, a completely changed person.

Ling Ji felt something was wrong. She knew that spells could not completely change the eyes, so she looked at the eyes of the other party carefully—the eyes of this "school doctor" were different, calm and close to indifference. None of the students can arouse any emotion from the "school doctor".

Cold and arrogant, blindfolded...

"Snow Phoenix?" Ling Ji said the name that only appeared in the previous life.

The "school doctor" did not deny it, and remained expressionless, "Who are you?"

Ling Ji didn't rush to answer, the moment she confirmed the appearance of Xuehuang, she knew something happened to Jin Yang, "Is Jin Yang okay?"

Xuehuang, disguised as a "school doctor", said, "I'm not dead. How do you know who I am?"

"I..." Ling Ji bit his lip and lied, "I'm Jin Yang's classmate, and Jin Yang mentioned you."

The "school doctor" just raised his eyes, and a gust of wind blew in outside to close the door, making the room secret, and it happened that Ling Ji uncomfortably raised his hand to cover it, and saw the "school doctor"'s bloated body from his heart through his fingers. A dazzling white light burst out, stretched out suddenly, spread all over the body, and pulled into the shape of two beautiful wings.

A slender silhouette gradually appeared in the center of the wings, and the brilliance gradually faded. When Ling Ji was able to face it squarely, standing in front of her was Xuehuang's human form.

Even though he had seen Xuehuang in his previous life, Ling Ji was still shocked by Xuehuang's beauty.

Xuehuang is not a demon, but a fairy. The original form is a white feathered phoenix. She has an arrogant temperament and few words. Just looking at her delicate eyebrows and eyes, they are so pale that people can't leave the impression, but she is surrounded by fairy spirit, and together with that loneliness and coldness, she has a holy feeling. His indifferent eyes reflected everything, as if he had compassion for the world, but also seemed to despise all living beings.

So unique, so unattainable, the temperament of the fairy race makes Xuehuang's beauty go to the extreme, but any creature that is attracted to her has the desire to crush this pure white aloofness fiercely.

For example, Jin Yang in Ling Ji's previous life memory.

Memories flooded in, Ling Ji closed his eyes silently, and finally faced up to the unbearable memories of his previous life.

……

When Ling Ji died in her previous life, she was 21 years old, and her rebirth chance started at 17 years old, that is to say, including her previous life, she was only 22 years old.

In that short life, the first 17 years were perfect. At the age of 18, Ling Ji stepped into her dream university and met Jin Yang.

Ling Ji fell, and even when she saw Jin Yang's nine tails later, she was never afraid of regretting it, she was only worried that she would not be able to stay with Jin Yang for a long time due to the human lifespan.

Immersed in love, Ling Ji never imagined that when she was 20 years old, her family would experience great changes—her father died in a car accident in S city, and her mother, who had a bad heart, became seriously ill under grief, and went with her father for half a year.

Ling Ji didn't know how to deal with such grief, but kept getting angry at Jin Yang, saying that because of Jin Yang, she didn't go home on vacation, because of Jin Yang, she neglected to take care of her mother, because of Jin Yang, she lost so much .

Without angering Ling Ji, Jin Yang helped her pay off her father's debt, and took care of her every day.

Slowly, Ling Ji thought everything would be fine, wiped away tears and cheered up, wanting to start a new life.

At this time, Xuehuang appeared.

In fact, Xuehuang didn't do anything, and Jin Yang didn't change his mind, but Ling Ji was sensitive and weak at the time, and accidentally knew that Jin Yang had a relationship with Xue Huang three years ago, so he insisted that he was a substitute, thinking that Jin Yang had never Forget about Xuehuang, she collapsed under the ups and downs of life as if her backbone was taken out, she couldn't afford to get sick, she didn't care about treatment, and slowly walked towards the road of death.

Jin Yang explained, begged, and did all the things that she would never do in the past.

At that time, Ling Ji was immersed in his own sadness and turned a blind eye.

In desperation, Jin Yang made a terrible decision: must let Ling Ji live, no matter what method is used.

Taking the essence and seizing the inner alchemy, Jin Yang only dared to touch humans at first, but later, the target spread to little demons, and later, he shot some loose immortals...

Step by step, become the target of public criticism.

Half a year later, Jin Yang was found by the vengeful monsters, and was besieged brutally, and her soul was scattered.

The angry demon also laid a cruel hand on Ling Ji, devouring flesh and soul, making her feel like going through eighteen levels of hell.

And Xuehuang watched quietly from a distance, and asked, "Do you still think that Jin Yang doesn't love you enough?"

Ling Ji couldn't answer.

This once-in-a-thousand-year event shocked the underworld, and the underworld blamed the fault on Nie Yuan, and gave Ling Ji another chance:

Back when I was 17 years old, I didn't choose a university, and I could completely avoid Sumire Yang.

However, Ling Ji couldn't wait to transfer to No. [-] Middle School in City A, and smiled sweetly with Jin Yang's favorite appearance.

"Hi everyone, my name is Ling Ji."