The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chu Jinsui sighed softly: "Okay."

I really can't tell.

Fengling became more serious: "Really, it's you."

Chu Jinsui coaxed a child: "I know, it's me, but I don't remember now."

She thought for a while: "Then are you here waiting for... me, or waiting for your master to wake up?"

Feng Ling blinked: "Wait."

Her beautiful eyes are bluer and clearer than the sea.

Chu Jinsui looked away: "I'm really leaving now, my companions may be in danger, I'm going to find them."

She asked: "The formations of the Dragon Palace are all connected with your flesh and blood. Do you know the whereabouts of the others?"

Feng Ling shook his head: "I don't know, there is still a lot of space outside the Dragon Palace."

She drew a big circle: "The bottom of the sea is very, very big."

Chu Jinsui: "They should be around here too, can't even you sense the aura of other people here?"

"No." Feng Ling said.

"Then do you know where those white half-demons come from? Brother said that the half-demons are formed by human emotions. Has this place been very prosperous before?"

"No, it's just me and my master here."

Chu Jinsui was a little surprised: "Then..."

Feng Ling: "They are the master's previous obsessions, demons."

"In the past, there were not many, and I locked them up. Now there are many, and I can't control them."

As she said that, she also frowned: "They are disgusting. They almost collapsed the Dragon Palace before."

That's why she had no choice but to build the entire Dragon Palace on her own flesh and blood.

Chu Jinsui's scalp was numb, and even Feng Ling couldn't do anything with them. How many half-devils are there?What I saw before was just the tip of the iceberg.

A scene where the entire seabed is full of half-demons has already appeared in her mind.

He quickly shook his head, shaking out the crazy picture in his mind.

But at this point, she also became curious about the master Fengling said: "What about your master? Has he never woke up?"

There are so many obsessions and demons, what is so sacred?

Fengling was a little disappointed: "No."

But soon, her disappointment was replaced by a little joy: "However, I've waited for you."

But soon she became depressed again, like a roller coaster of emotions: "But, you said you wanted to leave, and every time you left, you couldn't come back."

Chu Jinsui sighed, she really had never done this before, but Feng Ling never admitted that she had admitted to the wrong person, it was really helpless.

"Are you really leaving?" Feng Ling confirmed again.

She looked a little sad, holding the tattered storybook in her arms, and looked over without blinking her eyes.

Chu Jinsui was softened by her, but he still said, "Yes, I'm leaving."

Fang Qingya and Chengfeng don't know where they are, and they don't know if they will be in danger.

There are other people who don't know whether they are dead or alive.

This mission really exceeded everyone's expectations. I originally thought it was just to clean up the monsters, but it turned out to be involved in an accident.

She stood up: "Goodbye, Feng Ling, thank you very much for helping me."

"Wait." Feng Ling stopped her, looking forward to it, "You still, come back?"

Chu Jinsui was stunned for a moment: "Come back, when I find a companion, I will go back to the teacher's door and report back. I will come back to see you after finishing these things, okay?"

"I haven't thanked you properly yet. When the time comes, I will bring you a lot of interesting books to read, and there will be a lot of delicious food."

Feng Ling pouted: "Every time you say, come back, but you never come back."

Chu Jinsui didn't know how to say that she had never done this before: "Then... I will definitely come back this time."

"Really, a few months at most," she stressed.

Feng Ling then said: "Okay."

"Then I'll wait for you." She said, "I'm the best at waiting for someone."

She seemed a little proud, as if she was good at waiting for something worth showing off: "Pull the hook."

"Hanging on the hook, 100 years, no, 1000 years, 1 years, no changes are allowed."

Chu Jinsui stretched out his little finger to hook her: "Then this time is our agreement!"

Feng Ling looked at her back, she was sitting where she was, in the empty seabed, deep in the Dragon Palace.

Walking to the door, Chu Jinsui looked back, and saw Feng Ling sitting in the palace, with a pair of blue eyes that were particularly eye-catching.

She waved to Feng Ling and burst into a big smile.

Feng Ling also smiled and waved at her.

When Chu Jinsui walked out of the palace, he couldn't help thinking that Feng Ling didn't know how long he had been waiting silently on such a lonely seabed, and how many times he had experienced the ebb and flow of the tide.

She just looked at the deep seabed silently, watching the fish swimming by, would she have thought about being a fish and swimming wherever she wanted.

Soon, Chu Jinsui denied his idea.

Feng Ling will not, she will not want to be a fish, she will firmly fulfill her promise on the spot, even if it is a long wait with no end in sight.

I don't know where this inexplicable thought came from, it was obvious that they were only meeting each other for the first time, but they seemed to know each other's personality very well.

……

In the empty palace, after Chu Jinsui left.

Feng Ling carefully put away the broken storybook and put it aside.

She walked out the door and along the corridor, the thin gauze dragged slowly on the ground like flowing water waves.

The footsteps stopped in front of a peach tree.

She untied a string of shells from her waist.

The same sixteen strings of shells hang from this peach tree.

Feng Ling tied the rope on the shell and tied it firmly to the branch.

She put her hands on the tree, and then there seemed to be circles of ripples in the air around her, and the surrounding scenery slowly changed.

This peach tree is a formation that connects to another space.

In a blink of an eye, her figure appeared in a dark cave.

Colorful stalactites are reflected in the water on the ground, a dreamlike scenery.

The shell pearls on her waist collided with a crisp sound.

Feng Ling walked through a long passage, and finally stopped in front of the stone platform.

She sat down and said, "Master, China is back. She has been back seventeen times."

"When did she stop and leave?"

"When will you, wake up?"

The man in red on the stone platform directly opposite seemed to move his fingers, but it seemed to be an illusion.

There was a trace of tiredness in Feng Ling's eyes, and the wound on his face did not need to be maintained deliberately with spiritual power, and silvery white blood flowed out again, like tears.

Jielei's damage to her was far from being as easy as it seemed.

She hugged her knees wearily, buried her head between her knees, her long white hair spread out in a meandering way: "I'm so sleepy."

Her figure gradually changed back under the white light, a small, silver-white flood dragon.

He huddled up into a ball, with a gaping wound beside the small corner of his head.

She squinted her eyes, finally couldn't resist the tiredness, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

so lonely.

I really want to have a happy dream.

We are all together, happy dream.