He only showed affection towards her, but did not have the kind of affection that she silently expected. Even though she knew that she should not have any delusions, and her status did not allow her to think about it, she still held on to her small expectations.

But why, looking at his unfamiliar expression at the moment, as if he was about to move, made her so uneasy.

Lian Yan'er, Lian Yan'er, you should have known earlier, right? He is the impossible person for you. He has such an excellent Leng Qing'er beside him, and there is also Wen Tianqing who makes him not know the answer. She is Lian Yan'er.

, what does it matter?

With a wry smile, the beautiful woman behind her had a pale and haggard face, but she couldn't tell the bitter taste of loneliness.

Wen Tianqing looked at Luo Chengyan and Lian Yan'er who had disappeared into the crowd, her heart felt hollow and numb with traces of pain.

In my heart, it felt like a desolate ruins.

She smiled brightly, but her heart was still so sour.

Wen Tianqing, why does it still hurt when you laugh? It was obviously you who brought them together, wasn't it?

She couldn't regret it. Her arrogant self-esteem didn't allow her to regret it. She turned around suddenly and restrained the pain to prevent herself from continuing to feel heartache.

Looking back, she saw that all were unfamiliar faces. More and more people were pouring into the venue, making it even harder for her to find Dian Jinan. The entire venue was filled with strong warriors, and Wen Tianqing was caught between

Among them, like a feather among the many copper and iron walls, he sometimes stumbles and sometimes stumbles, and his walking becomes more and more unsteady.

"Hey, whose little girl is this! So blind!" Suddenly a sharp female voice shouted, blocking Wen Tianqing in front of her to prevent her from hitting her master.

When Wen Tianqing turned around, he was already facing a fair-skinned little girl. The girl wore a white down hair on her head, and her hat blew a tassel with a small silver bell, making her look like a return to Pearl Princess.

The only difference between Xinjiang women is that this little woman's eyes are full of sharpness and murderous intent, and the murderous intent exuding from her body is exactly the same as that of the knights in the venue.

"Xin'er, hurry up and find a seat. Don't pay attention to people like this. The martial arts club is about to start." The girl behind the girl said. Wen Tianqing subconsciously looked over and faced a picture that looked like a Barbie doll.

loli face.

Her slightly blue colored contact lenses and long eyelashes make her look like a delicate mixed race. Her fair skin, jet black hair, and white velvet hat with golden bells show her noble character like a fragrant concubine.

The same identity.

Who is she? She looks only 14 or 15 years old, but she is not inferior to her in size.

"Huh, good luck to you, my master won't care about you." The girl named Xin'er pushed Wen Tianqing and forced a way for her master.

Wen Tianqing exclaimed and stumbled backwards, thinking that she would be able to get rid of him this time, but unexpectedly she was helped by a strong hand.

"Although I am the daughter of the Huijiang female history clan, I can't be so rude at the venue of the Dance Forest Conference." Dian Jin'an's voice sounded above Wen Tianqing's head, with an unfamiliar coldness.

This caused several members of the Huijiang female history tribe who were already walking forward to stop.

"Oh? Isn't this Dian Shaodong?" The beautiful girl recognized Dian Jin'an, smiled in surprise, walked down the steps and said, "Why did Dian Shaodong say this? I was just asking a little maid to make way.
Chapter completed!