Feng Xingying couldn't even forgive himself.
Her pain was not only the pain of loss, but also deep self-blame.
"It's me, it's me who killed you. It's me not working hard enough, it's me not being strong enough, it's me wanting some bullshit reserve.
If I am willing to listen to you and practice well. It won't be that weak.
If I were cruel and didn't care what happened to them, I wouldn't have made you sacrifice for me. "
Feng Xingying cried and complained about his ignorance and helplessness.
The wounds of her grievance were licked silently when she was alone.
No one can understand, and no one needs to understand.
However, when she came in before, she could always hear the master's teasing. Although it seemed nonsensical, it often got to the core of the problem.
it's gone now.
so quiet.
The silence scared her to enter.
This was not the first time that she had cried so helplessly.
Suddenly, Feng Xingying raised his tearful face.
She felt someone gently stroking her hair.
Beside her were flying fire elves.
"Master? Is that you? You're still here all the time? Right?"
There were burnt marks on the ground.
Feng Xingying lowered his head and looked at the familiar words.
There are only three words - Xuanling Master!
"Master? Are you saying that as long as I advance to become a Xuanling Master, I can revive you? If so, just pat me once. If not, pat me twice."
Feng Xingying closed his eyes and buried his face between his legs.
She knew that her master was arrogant and the most intolerable thing was for Feng Xingying to see her embarrassed fireball appearance.
So Feng Xingying would rather restrain all curiosity, knowing that she was there, but Feng Xingying just didn't look. Although he knew her form, Feng Xingying refused to reveal it.
really.
Feng Xingying felt it.
Just a tap.
Feng Xingying's heart was beating violently.
But she quickly calmed down, still keeping her head buried in her legs, eyes closed and curled up, and asked:
"Master, do you want me to absorb Qin Molin's spiritual power and quickly rise to the rank of Xuanling Master?"
Two clicks, continuous shooting.
No.
She didn't want it either.
Feng Xingying had already guessed the answer.
"Yes, I will rely on my own efforts, and I won't let you down!"
Once, tap.
The master said she believed her.
Feng Xingying practiced in the space with great enthusiasm for two hours.
After leaving the space, Feng Xingying had already opened the Lotus Treasure Mirror, changed into the clothes of a young palace maid, and followed Nangong Yulian.
Qin Molin felt that he was just distracted and lost Feng Xingying's direction.
Play hide and seek with him!
See if he catches her.
Qin Molin's eyes stayed on the Royal Academy and Nangong Zhuo's team, but he forgot Nangong Yulian.
After all, Nangong Yulian is their hostile force. Even Qin Molin did not expect that Feng Xingying would risk his life and send himself to Nangong Yulian.
In fact, it is very simple to please Nangong Yulian.
Nangong Yulian's former personal maids all betrayed her and found other patrons because they did not want to go far away to Tianyu Kingdom.
There is no unchanging loyalty, only unchanging interests.
After all, Tianyu Kingdom is located in a desolate place. To the pampered girls of Dali Kingdom, it means leaving their hometown and going to a desolate place.
In particular, I heard from a disfigured aunt who had been to Tianyu Kingdom and came back that there were no people in Tianyu Kingdom, only beasts, and the so-called dowry palace maids ended up even more miserable than skilled women.
When they went out, they were married to the palace maids, but when they arrived in Tianyu Kingdom, they were just like animals sent over to be slaughtered by them.