She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 1247 Moderate Depression

Chapter 1247 Moderate Depression

"Who? What are you talking about? Why can't I hear..."

Nangong Zhengyang originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but Qianqiao didn't want to listen anymore, so she raised her hand and rubbed her forehead and said.

"Daddy, I'm a little tired."

This time, she didn't call the other party's name again, and her attitude seemed to return to her usual appearance.

Seeing this, Nangong Zhengyang couldn't say anything more, so he could only warn her softly before leaving the house.

"Qiaoqiao, take a good rest, I'm right across the street, if you need to call me, I'll be there as soon as possible..."

"..."

Qian Qiao's fingers that were lightly rubbing the forehead paused slightly because of this sentence, and then nodded lightly, which was considered to be in response to the other party's words.

But after Nangong Zhengyang left, she whispered to the closed door.

"She has waited for more than ten years for this sentence..."

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Because of the fusion of memories, Qian Qiao slept very deeply this time, and when she woke up again, it was already noon on the third day.

Looking at the ceiling carved with intricate patterns, Qianqiao slowly let out a foul breath.

She could feel that since the memory was completely fused, her body was more relaxed than ever, but her heart was a bit heavy.

In this world, her life in the first few years was not even as relaxed as in her previous life. Living in such a depressing environment for a long time, how could her mood become clear.

Although now because of the fusion of the two memories, she will not change much, but the depressed mood still makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

From a medical point of view, she in this world is probably already moderately depressed. Presumably, her body is due to a self-protection mechanism to seal these memories, right?
Regardless of the specific reasons, she is now a complete person.

Raising her hand to press her heart, she could feel a heavy feeling in the heart, which was a sign of depression.

In her previous life, she had come into contact with a girl suffering from depression, and the symptoms described by her were somewhat similar to her now.

It's just that because of the fusion of memories, her symptoms have been alleviated a lot. Coupled with the relationship between cultivating immortals, her mind is also more resilient than ordinary people, and she will be able to recover in a short time.

In order to recover faster, Qian Qiao decided to go to Mo Yun's space to find Xiao Bairui to heal, but before that, she still needs to go to the mustard space.

Three days ago, after Nangong Zhengyang left, she did not rest immediately, but went to the Mustard Seed Space to pick off the Sifang Spirit Flower that had already borne fruit.

Her luck was not bad, she got three seeds at a time, planted them separately, and adjusted the timing before she came out of the space.

Although sleeping for three days was beyond her expectation, because this time also included the process of seeds from germination to maturity, the timing was just right.

After picking off two flowers as before and saving one for planting, Qianqiao came out of the Mustard Seed Space, turned around and went directly into the Moyun Space.

In fact, she can pick all three flowers, but this is the first time she has planted it. If only one flower is planted in the space, it will really be gone after picking them all.

Anyway, two flowers are enough for the time being, and the rest will wait until next time.

While thinking about this, Qian Qiao had already entered Mo Yun's space, and since she didn't see anyone, she thought that they should be on the other side of Yunchi, so she directly raised her foot and walked there.

As a result, she had just left when the two of them came out from the shadow behind her together with a beast.

(End of this chapter)

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