Since she doesn't like it, whatever she does is wrong.
Only Nangong Ling, who had been sitting there silently eating breakfast, had a meaningful smile on her young face after Lin Ran left angrily.
After Lin Ran came out of Night Light, he ran a long way in one breath.
Trying to release the suddenly suppressed and dull emotions I just felt.
She knew that if she continued to stay there, she would be choked by the air in her chest.
"Damn it, what's going on?"
She punched a big rock next to her in anger.
I was a little annoyed that I was so concerned about the intimate behavior between Mo Xiaoran and Xue Moer.
Now, she gradually realized that no matter how much she deceived Nangong Ling and how much she deceived herself and others, she could not deceive her own heart.
Her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, she knew that she shouldn't be emotional.
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Everything seemed to be beyond her control.
She raised her eyes feebly, and then she noticed that she had run so far.
At this time, she was already standing on top of the bright moon.
With a little astonishment in her eyes, she stood there in silence for a while.
Suddenly, she thought of the cause of Bai Yexiao's death.
At this moment, a strange idea flashed through her mind.
She squatted down on the edge of the big rock next to her, with a thoughtful look on her face.
"Perhaps...Bai Yexiao's death is basically related to the selection of the martial arts leader."
She hugged her knees with her hands, sat on the ground and muttered to herself.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she cast her gaze towards the large sand dune where the so-called "immortal" appeared.
At this time, there was a vast desert there, with nothing but the dry-looking, steaming sand.
She remembered that Mo Xiaoran told her that it was a whirlpool area in the desert.
Even people at the top level of Qinggong cannot stand on that top and walk.
Because of this, everyone regarded the person who appeared there as a real god.