Chapter 1145: test of heart
Mu Bingyun left contentedly, she came over to talk to Yang Ruxin so much, because she was afraid that something would happen, and the other party still didn't know what was going on. Let Yang Ruxin be vigilant about Wu Yujiang, and it will be good for everyone at that time.
With Yang Ruxin's temperament, even if she knew all this, she would quietly bury it in her heart, but she was already slowly vigilant.
With Tao Ran and Yang Ruxin, two trump cards that could explode at any time, when she faced that huge conspiracy, she gained a little more confidence.
Yang Ruxin sat beside the small sapphire table, clasping her hands together, not sure if she was holding it too tightly, and her face was as pale as her face. Tao Ran swayed his folding fan and drank tea while swaying. He looked very relaxed, but there was the slightest worry in his eyes, and he looked at Yang Ruxin from time to time. A cool wind blew in the garden, and Yang Ruxin, who had been calm for a long time, was finally woken up by the breeze.
looked up and saw a concerned look on the side, the man poured her a cup of hot tea: "Are you okay?"
"No." She squeezed the teacup in both hands, took a small sip, looked at the white clouds fluttering in the sky, and heard the noisy voices of the disciples of the Golden Crow Palace outside, her eyes suddenly flashed with determination.
This is the place where she spends a lot of hard work waiting, no matter what purpose Wuyujiang has, she cannot let the Golden Crow Palace be calculated. Even if the establishment of the Golden Crow Palace may have had a different purpose from the beginning, so what, this is the place she protects.
The fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, a little more firmness and a little more calmness.
"Just figure it out, no matter what, we've come this far, and we won't let them rub it at will."
Tao Ran smiled faintly, but countless chills flashed in his eyes.
"nature."
At this time, Yang Ruxin had no reverence for the so-called Elder Wu, she only knew that Wu Yujiang wanted to destroy everything she had. If she is not the second senior sister, but the senior sister, I am afraid that she will be harmed in a short time.
Tao Ran put down the teacup, took out the communication jade pendant, and smiled lightly: "Let's go."
"Where to go?"
"Hunyuanmen." Tao Ran saw her slightly nervous appearance and said, "Hunyuanmen is our territory."
"Our site" made Yang Ruxin understand something, nodded and got up. Walking out of the Golden Crow Palace all the way, facing the "Elder Yang" called by each disciple, she seemed very motivated.
Xue Wuxin, who was in the retreat room at this time, was going through an extremely painful ordeal. His whole body was wet, his forehead was still sweating like a brook, and he looked like he was about to collapse.
Ying Changqing sat in front of her, his brows furrowed deeply, his black pupils were full of worry.
"don't want!"
Suddenly, Xue Wuxin shouted out two words hoarsely, which made people stunned. That "don't" was full of suppressed pain, as if he had lost something important.
This is Xue Wuxin that Ying Changqing has never seen before. In his perception, Xue Wuxin is smart, indifferent, and even has many ghost ideas in his bones, quietly playing tricks on those who persecute her, but he will make people After selling it, they even helped her count the money.
I really don't understand what kind of pain she is going through at this time.
"Inadvertently."
He let out a low cry, trying to wake her up, but his reason told him that if he woke Xue Wuxin at this time, all the pain he had suffered before would be in vain, and the consequences of failing to break through are not something that Xue Wuxin can afford. , so his voice was very low, too low to be heard.
"Ah—I'm sorry, it's useless for the mother, the mother was not able to protect you."
The low voice was still so painful, Ying Changqing's eyes flashed with comprehension, and he heard Xue Wuxin's incomprehensible words. Such helpless words, this is the first time he has heard all kinds of very special conspiracies.
He was born to enter the sect to cultivate, and he never knew that there would be so many calculations in the big mansion. Intermittently finally made him clear a lot of things. In the big mansion in Xue Wuxin's heart, she should have lost her child because of being calculated, and blamed herself for not having enough means to protect her child, and even more blame herself for why she had lost her child because of an unintentional queen. The man in the house and let his child be hurt.
What's more is that she has no ability to resist all this at all, she can only bear it, watch the people she cares about leave, and helplessly eliminate some unnecessary feelings.
Then the whole person became indifferent and buried all this in the bottom of my heart.
Ying Changqing's face that hadn't changed for a long time was finally moved.
He raised his head and thought about it. It turns out that mortals have more twists and turns than their monks. If mortals can cultivate, it is estimated that there is no such thing as monks like them.
Although the cultivator has a good IQ, the subconscious still feels that he is powerful, and those who are not used to it can be beaten, but killed. However, mortals naturally have a set of systems for mortals.
There are countless conspiracies and calculations under this set of rules. After all, they can’t seem to find other ways to play besides this.
Just like this, the way of survival for mortals was thought by Ying Changqing as a way of playing, and I don't know if those powerful conspirators would jump up and curse when they heard it.
He doesn't understand why mortals like these twists and turns, but from Xue Wuxin's helpless face, he can also understand that mortals have the helplessness of mortals. If they don't plan, they may not be able to survive.
This is the same as being a cultivator who has no talent and can only be killed without cultivation resources.
Thinking like this, he understood.
However, Xue Wuxin's face became more and more painful, as if she was going to sink into it and couldn't wake up. He couldn't wake her up. Seeing her pale hands, he quickly pressed against her palms, sending divine power continuously.
"The past is the past."
He condensed his mind, as if he was using his own will to convey something to Xue Wuxin.
"If you are not reconciled, you might as well study the art of time with me in the future. If you succeed, with your current ability, you will be able to change everything in that day. Why do you have to play with yourself like this."
Ying Changqing didn't wake up Xue Wuxin when he felt that his thoughts were passed on, and he was overjoyed. Instead, he made Xue Wuxin's face feel relieved, knowing that it was useful.
In fact, when he suddenly realized this, it was from the mouth of the dark cloud that if a person's mind became stronger, he could give a hint when he was asleep, and he could get a good harvest.
Thinking of this, when he decided to study the art of time in the future, he would drop by to discuss the research methods of formation and hypnosis with his wife and uncle. Since he doesn't care so much about the past, it would be a pity to think about it. Why don't they study these together. Can also have a partner.