Ren Qianqian ran her hand across the sideways face of the woman in the painting, and glanced at the small words on the side: Waiting for a destined person all your life.
Holding the scroll tightly, Ren Qianqian finally calmed down in the ebb and flow of pain. Turning back to look at Oriole, Ren Qianqian said: "I have to say, I admire you too."
Oriole smiled bitterly: "Sometimes I feel that I am very powerful. Even though there is no hope, I can still persevere."
Thinking about it, I have really fallen into the dust.
Ren Qianqian gently rolled up the scroll, put it back silently, and raised a smile. The determination in her smile frightened Oriole.
"Orioles, I'm different from you. I'm willing to sacrifice everything in the world for the love of my heart, but if that person is destined not to love me, I will definitely... cut off the love with my own hands!"
She doesn't want to be one of those miserable women, and she doesn't want to be a supporting character in the story. If she is not the heroine, then she would rather start a new story.
Qingcheng, I originally thought I could do it, but now it seems that I may not be able to replace her.
If I can't be your favorite, how about I become the most hated? If you miss me for a thousand years in this world, it would be better if you hate me forever.
When Oriole saw her walking out without looking back, she suddenly said: "You still have a chance, really. The Water Lotus Fairy will come to the world in a few days. Don't let them meet. You really still have a chance. He is very interested in you."
It’s different after all.”
Oriole hopes that Ren Qianqian will win. Although she hates Ren Qianqian, this woman has done a lot for the king. At least she can see the things she did. How could the water lotus fairy get him without doing anything?
, this is such an unfair thing to myself.
If she had to lose, she would be willing to lose to Ren Qianqian.
Ren Qianqian clenched her fists and curled up into a sad smile.
Really? Is this the only way to do it? No, her dignity and pride will never allow her to do this.
She clenched her hand tightly and let Qianqian wave it away. The night wind was very cold and blew her hair.
Here and now, Helian Shaohua is not here, Emperor Yaohua is not here, and her master is not here either. She no longer knows who to rely on. She may have to fight alone.
At this time, the night wind blew up the sails of the ships on the White Fox Island in the South China Sea, and the White Fox King of the West Sea officially ascended the throne. Amidst the farewell of a group of beautiful fox demons, the young king stood on the ship and waved to his courtiers.
The charming woman raised the hibiscus flower in her hand and said loudly: "King, go, we are waiting for the new princess to return with you."
Yes, their White Fox King of the West Sea is going to marry his new princess.
On the beach where hibiscus flowers were floating, the White Fox King of the West Sea smiled, with a slight blush on his cheeks. The fox girls looked at him with their eyes intoxicated. What a noble being their king was, how elegant and beautiful, to be loved by such a person.
What would the girl look like? They were curious.
The White Fox King of the West Sea on the ship was none other than the white fox who had been separated from Ren Qianqian for a long time.
He really gained strength according to what Emperor Yaohua said. Now he is no longer an incompetent person. He must stand bravely in front of Qianqian.
Set sail, the white fox inquires about love, heading in the direction of his love.
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In the early morning, Qingcheng stood up in the morning light with Ren Qianqian in her arms.
Qingcheng stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and gently touched her cheek along the hair. Ren Qianqian did not wake up, as quiet as a kitten. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow, and Qingcheng's slender fingers crossed her
Her eyelashes trembled unconsciously.
Last night, Ren Qianqian came back a little late, and he pretended to be asleep without asking her where she went. Subconsciously, he didn't care about her actions, and even allowed her to do anything.
Under Qingcheng's harassment, Ren Qianqian finally woke up and looked at him with misty eyes.
"Wake up." Qingcheng leaned over and kissed her lips. Ren Qian nodded and rubbed against him.
Qingcheng hugged her a little tighter: "Aren't you going to sleep a little longer?"
Ren Qianqian shook his head, feeling a little tired.
"No, you will become stupid if you sleep too much. Qingcheng, I want to write a letter back to the Demon Subduing Sect. I will go back to deal with the sect's affairs in a few days."
Qingcheng frowned and straightened her body, "You promise you won't leave after you come back."
Ren Qian smiled slightly: "I don't want to escape, but there are some things waiting for me to deal with. Didn't I say that only by unifying those demon subduing masters can the world truly be at peace? If you and I join forces, we will be invincible.
Why, Qingcheng, you are the snake king, don’t you want to dominate the demon world?”
She smiled, and there was a deep coldness hidden deep in her smile, but Qingcheng didn't see it. He had never been interested in being a king, he just wanted to become an immortal.
Raising her eyebrows, Qingcheng said: "I want to become an immortal and have no interest in ruling."
Ren Qianqian's heart was stung, but she didn't show any sadness on the surface. Holding her forehead in trouble, Ren Qianqian half-lyed on the bed with a delicate look: "Becoming an immortal, there is a different path for a human monster.
Human immortals have even more different paths. After Qingcheng becomes an immortal, I will have nothing to do with Qingcheng."
Qingcheng's back straightened a little and her throat became a little tight. She sat up and Qingcheng looked at Ren Qianqian intently. Her small face was very beautiful, even if it became a little pale due to the water spirit beads being sucked, she was still very beautiful.
Qingcheng looked down at her and asked: "Qianqian, will you do anything for me?"
He wanted to ask if Ren Qianqian loved him, but he felt that the question of love was ridiculous. He actually didn't want Ren Qianqian to love him, otherwise he would feel burdened. All he needed was Ren Qianqian.
Qian is obedient and obedient, a good woman, and his last companion before becoming an immortal.
Ren Qianqian stared at him. His red eyes were enchanting, and there seemed to be a deep spiral in them. Her heart became colder a little at her words.
In his eyes, does his role just change from a disobedient vessel to an obedient person?
She thought she left in order to get closer, but when she really got closer, she felt it was better to leave then, and she was never stubborn.
Ren Qian played with her black hair and smiled like a flower: "Why does Qingcheng want to become an immortal? The king of demons is so carefree, why does he insist on becoming an immortal? People are very curious."
With coquettishly sweet words and pure and dirty eyes, Qingcheng stretched out her hand, and her fingers fell on her black hair that was winding like splashing ink on the bed.
The reason? He couldn't say it, no matter what.
That morning was quiet, very quiet and beautiful, but Ren Qianqian knew very well that everything was different. From that moment on, the fragmentation of everything really began.