Aya Qingzhu of the wind rises Douluo

When people live in this world, they have things they like, things they hate, and they have their own pursuits.

"Xiao Jing, you said..." Ling Qingzhu's bright eyes reflected the green willow branches, and she seemed to have a lot of worries in her heart.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Huang Pujing chewed a thousand-year-old ginseng in her mouth and looked at Ling Qingzhu, whose breath was a little impetuous, with doubts.

Why do so many people seem to be in a bad mood when they give away so many resources for free?

After she gave Ling Qingzhu resources last time, she didn't have any resources at all, and her life was so dull.

I haven't even touched oil or water for a long time.

If it weren't for this great opportunity and the good things given by these proud men, she would have lost money to her grandma's family.

"Would you like one too?"

“Sweet and full of energy!”

Huang Pujing took out an old ginseng and asked.

Ling Qingzhu smiled and shook her head: "What do you think is Tao?"

"What about Tao?"

"What is the so-called Tao at your feet?"

After Huang Pujing (￣~￣) finished chewing the old ginseng, she gently stroked Feng Qianqian's feathers and said, "Qingzhu, you seem to be in a daze."

"Logically speaking, this situation usually occurs when the state of mind cannot keep up with the strength. You are just recovering to your peak. How could this happen?"

Ling Qingzhu felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. She couldn't say that this was really the case for her.

Having grown to this point in such a short period of time, I have indeed lost my way.

I feel as if this power does not belong to me. It always feels a little bit missing and never complete.

Huang Pujing didn't care about anything. She grabbed the void with her jade hand, and a green flute appeared in front of her out of thin air.

"Recently, I have learned a lot about Yin Zhidao. Let me show you my recent results!"

After saying that, Huang Pujing blew the jade flute gently. An ethereal sound came from the mouth of the flute, and a special artistic conception enveloped the sky.

Ling Qingzhu also closed her eyes slightly under the sound of the flute and listened carefully to the "sound path."

There are three thousand avenues, more than three thousand, each one is a vast avenue.

Under the beautiful and ethereal flute sound, Feng Qianqian also closed her eyes slightly, her mind flowing with the flute sound.

At this moment, Ling Qingzhu felt that everything around her had become quiet. In her ears were the soft and ethereal flute sounds, the swaying dance of flowers and plants, and the sound of the wind...

Just for a moment, she seemed to understand something, and then seemed to understand nothing at all. She always felt that there was a line in front of her eyes, but she couldn't catch it no matter what.

Every time it comes close, it always slips away from my hand.

When the flute sound fell, Huang Pujing played with the flute and said: "The so-called Tao, then I need to ask your heart."

"Perhaps you are confused and at a loss now, and can only be pushed forward passively."

"but……"

"The so-called Tao is yourself. If this is not your Tao, why do you still want to walk? Why can others push you forward?"

"The way forward may be confusing, but it was you who chose this path in the first place."

"Ask your heart, what do you want to do, what do you really want to do."

Huang Pujing smiled softly, put his palm gently on Ling Qingzhu's face, looked into her eyes and said: "Qingzhu, sometimes, you don't need to think too much. A road is dark to the end, even if you go Wrong, so what if you do it again."

"Whether it's a mistake or not, or whether the end point is not what you wanted, at least you've passed it."

"Maybe you don't know why you are here, but I will always be with you."

"Everything in the world has its own way. The heart is very mysterious, and it is also worthy of us to follow it."

"If you don't like it, leave it alone."

Huang Pujing hugged her gently and said gently: "Actually, sometimes, we all look confused. This road may be difficult, but if you don't go to the end, how will you know if you are on the wrong path. "

"Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is not daring to face it. You are you and your way is yourself."

Listening to what Huang Pujing said, Ling Qingzhu's eyes flickered faintly. Looking at the thread in front of her, she simply stretched out her hand, but the thread ran to her hand by itself.

"Don't you dare to face it?" Ling Qingzhu whispered softly.

Maybe she has never dared to face herself like this, this experience that seemed not to belong to her, like a dream.

Ling Qingzhu is her, but she is not Ling Qingzhu.

Everything seems to be caused by these two different memories.

The destructive power within her body even caused her to have delusions.

She didn't know why she was here or what she wanted to do.

Knowing clearly what the end point is, knowing what the ending is, what she wants is a different life.

It seemed that she understood something.

"Thank you." Ling Qingzhu hugged Huang Pujing and said softly.

However, she didn't know what she wanted to do. Was she going to inherit Ling Qingzhu's will?

Or is it the "Aya Kiyotake" who longs for a different solution?

However, she is already a new student, and perhaps she wants to change herself.

Tianxuan Continent was prosperous on the surface because of strange demons, but secretly it was already like a beehive. She didn't want to watch "Lin Dong" save it alone.

She also wants to be strong and become the "hero" she once dreamed of.

In Douluo Continent, she didn't want Wuhun Palace to make the same mistake again and let civilization continue to be weak for ten thousand years.

The contrast between the power of the common people and the powerful is interspersed with hatred.

If possible, she hoped that Wuhun Palace could lead the Douluo Continent as well as Blue Star did in her previous life.

She hoped that those people in Dou Qi Continent would no longer be like the original.

what is this?

Unwilling?

still is……

"Bah bang bang!" At this moment, a burst of applause suddenly sounded, and a figure quietly appeared next to him and said with a smile: "The conversation between the two made me wake up."

Ling Qingzhu narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the arriving Lin Langtian and said coldly: "By eavesdropping like this, don't you think that the little girl won't take action?"

"Haha!" Lin Langtian bowed apologetically: "It's my fault this time. I actually wanted to invite Miss Ling to have dinner tomorrow."

"I didn't expect to see this scene. I'm sorry."

Huang Pujing glanced at Lin Langtian from the side and said nothing.

"My little girl has realized something now and wants to go into seclusion. She won't leave Huang Pu's house if nothing happens in the future. I hope Brother Lin can understand." Ling Qingzhu said calmly from the side.

"Since that's the case, I'll step back first." Lin Langtian nodded with a gentle smile and immediately disappeared from sight.

On the way back to the Lin family, Lin Langtian kept thinking of that delicate face and that aloof look. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You and I are on the same journey. I might not be able to conquer your heart."