An Xici smiled and nodded: "Yes, happiness is a feeling that can make life come alive."
Feng Xiying chuckled: "In Zhuyun Continent, everyone is chasing the improvement of strength. Who cares about a feeling?"
An Xici said: "I don't understand what you people here think. I only know that everything I want to pursue is to make myself happier. Only by becoming stronger can we protect the people around us. They
Being happy and well is my greatest happiness."
She has always been a persistent person, and will do her best to achieve whatever she decides to do.
She came to Zhuyun Continent to find Huangfu Yan, but after arriving here, she realized that finding someone was not that simple, so she practiced Dou Qi skills to make herself stronger. Only in this way,
Only then could she protect the people around her and have the chance to continue looking for Huangfu Yan. Otherwise, she would have died without a burial place before she could find him.
Instead of complaining about the injustice of God, it is better to rely on yourself.
Feng Xiying looked at An Xixi and remained silent for a long time.
What about him? Why has he become stronger? He doesn’t know, really doesn’t know. There is no one in the Feng family who needs his protection. The only mother he respects the most is not weak, but there is a demonic barrier in her heart that cannot be solved and transformed.
If it doesn't fall off, it will become depressed and sick, and there is no cure.
He also traveled throughout Zhuyun Continent, trying to find a way to relieve his mother's inner demons, but in the end he was at a loss. He could only watch his mother's condition getting worse day by day, and was helpless.
So he really didn't know what else he could do.
He is already the best child of the Feng family, so he no longer needs to work frantically to compete for the position of heir.
Is it because you suddenly feel free now that you start thinking wildly?
I actually want to know what she calls that feeling called happiness.
An Xijing didn't bother him. The two sat on the boat and floated along the river for half a city. An Xijing then said goodbye and left, and told Feng Xiying where she lived. When he set off
, don’t forget to inform her.
Feng Xiying smiled and nodded, waving goodbye to her.
When An Xici returned, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and the noisy night gradually began to quiet down.
The inn was already closed, so she went back through the back door. After walking a few steps, she passed by a man in black. It was dark, but she didn't see his face clearly. Her arm accidentally touched his cold face.
The corners of his clothes suddenly trembled in his heart.
She paused suddenly and looked back, but the man's shadow had long since disappeared.
An Xici didn't dare to stop for a moment, and hurriedly chased him out, but the street outside was already empty and there was no one.
Could it be that it was her illusion again? Otherwise, how could he disappear so quickly?
But that feeling was so real, she had obviously met him?
"Weiwei, did you see a person just now? A man in black clothes? Did you see it? You followed me, you must have seen it, right? What did he look like? Weiwei!" An Xi
Ji suddenly remembered Weiwei who had been following her. Because An Xijian ordered Weiwei not to speak in front of others, after meeting Feng Xiying, Weiwei didn't say a word all night.