"You are not Mu Qianqian, you are Murong Qian!"

Bai Jing looked slightly calm, stared at her, and suddenly said something.

He asked, how could a person change so much?

I once chased him, one by one, Brother Jing.

Although I was still a fool at that time, I am now enlightened.

But your feelings for a person will never change.

He couldn't figure it out before.

Her change can be described as a complete transformation.

Everything that happened in the inner hall that day made him finally understand that she was Murong Qian!

She is the sister-in-law of the same clan who was killed by Murong Qianyue.

Although, she excused herself with other excuses.

But bystanders know better.

She can't lie to him!

Only those who have truly experienced death and grief will show that look when they interrogate Murong Qianyue.

She didn't know that the look in her eyes when she looked at Murong Qianyue was terrifyingly cold.

Like a fierce ghost returning with a life-threatening death, his whole body is filled with bone-eroding murderous intent.

The whole body was filled with loneliness and desolation, and the whole body was filled with coldness.

What she told was obviously her own story.

That kind of pain that goes deep into the soul, every word and every sentence is experienced personally.

Mu Qianqian stood there, looking at him expressionlessly.

She didn't even have the slightest emotion about her revealing her true identity.

"so what?"

She looked at him, her tone extremely calm.

So, even if she is Murong Qian, so what?

Does this have anything to do with him?

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Jing's face.

He didn't expect her reaction to be so dull.

This was completely different from what he expected.

He actually didn't know what he wanted to express.

I just couldn't help but want to talk to her, even if it was just a sentence or two.

He wanted to say that with a new soul, she was more charming and eye-catching.

Let his eyes fall on her involuntarily.

But these words are stuck in my throat and I can't say them out.

She has a deep prejudice against herself.

So much so that every time I see him, he acts distant and indifferent.

Can't they live in peace?

"You are Murong Qian's business, I will keep it secret and won't tell anyone about it."

Bai Jing opened his mouth and promised her.

Mu Qianqian's expression was gloomy, and the corners of her lips curled up in a faint arc.

The coldness in his eyes was even worse.

"It doesn't matter, it's your right to talk or not, I don't care!"

Don’t think that you’ve got a handle on yourself because of this!

Even if he told it, how many people would believe it?

So, she really doesn't care!

Bai Jing's pupils shrank, and a crack appeared in his gentle and handsome face.

Why does he feel that her attitude towards him has become even worse, and her words are full of disgust.

He stared at Mu Qianqian, approaching her step by step, his tall and slender figure casting a dark shadow in front of her.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just admire Murong Qian's soul!"

He felt that if he didn't explain, the misunderstanding between them would get bigger and bigger!

He admired Murong Qian like stars surrounding the bright moon.

She exudes a glow of confidence that makes people want to get close to her.

Mu Qianqian's eyes trembled slightly...

I just find it extremely ironic.

Do you appreciate it?

It's a pity that she doesn't care!

"Murong Qian is dead. If you appreciate her soul, you can go to her grave to worship. What's the use of telling me this? You don't really think I am Murong Qian, do you?"

"Obviously you hated me so much before, but now that I have opened my spiritual intelligence, I have changed my useless body and my strength has greatly increased, so you came here deliberately to get close to me!"

"Rather than saying that you think I am Murong Qian, it is better to say that you are looking for a step down for yourself!"

"Is it so difficult to admit that a loser was better than you?"

"Is it so difficult to admit that you are powerful and vulgar?"

"In the past, Mu Qianqian, you were dismissive, but now, please continue to stay away from me. We are not from the same world!"

Mu Qianqian dropped these words and turned to leave.

Determined, resolute, and never sloppy.

Bai Jing's body trembled, as if tens of thousands of ants were biting him inside.

He stared at Mu Qianqian's disappearing figure, unable to recover for a long time.

Really, so decisive?

Is there no room for maneuver?

He was wrong before, but he didn't do any substantial harm...

Is it too late for him to remedy the situation?

Mu Qianqian's footsteps quickened and she quickly rushed towards the small courtyard.

Being blocked by people halfway made me feel unlucky.

That man is really ridiculous.

Do you think that if he comes up and presses you, you will admit it?

If he promises not to tell anyone in front of him, will she be grateful to him?

Mu Qianqian returned to the small courtyard.

Grandpa and Mr. Yun were playing chess in the yard.

Seeing her coming back, Mr. Yun was not surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You said it's okay to neglect my master in normal times, but now that your grandpa is here, you've left your grandpa alone!"

"Master, are you trying to sow discord between me and grandpa?"

Mu Qianqian blinked, and a childish voice floated out of her mouth.

Old Yun's mouth twitched.

The little girl is so clever.

However, he was not trying to sow discord between their grandfather and grandson, but he felt sorry for the girl for pushing him too hard.

"You are still young. This is not just an advanced step. Take it easy. You still have to rest when it's time." Old Yun reminded.

This disappeared for another three days.

The girl is young, but she is quite cruel.

Be merciless to yourself.

When you practice cultivation, you really feel like crazy, like a demon, like crazy and drunk.
To be continued...