The first goddess of pride

"Where is it?" Mu Xianning's eyes were extremely cold, getting colder and colder, causing Yingyu to involuntarily point to the inner hall.

Mu Xianning ignored her and walked towards the inner hall.

Mu Xianning had never had any relatives. The most painful time in her life was the moment when her father pulled the trigger. But now, she suddenly couldn't move, and felt a paralyzed suffocation in her heart.

Why?Will she feel this kind of pain as if her power has been pulled away now?

Those people are obviously not her relatives. She just traveled from another world. Could it be the residual consciousness of her body?But why did it make her feel the pain so clearly?

In her mind, there were images of Qiu Taijun appearing in Yueluhua City to help her, and the subtle and warm smiles he often gave her here, but it made her heart feel even more painful.

Li Xie had quietly followed behind her at some point, but she didn't know it at all.He had a panoramic view of her calm but enduring appearance, and there was also an inexplicable bitterness in his heart—distressed.

He was feeling sorry for her, obviously she didn't show anything on her face, but that pale and forbearing stubborn expression hurt his eyes and soul, making him unable to joke with her as usual , I can only follow her silently, I just want to be with her at this moment.

He suddenly discovered that Mu Xianning was not as cold and ruthless as she appeared on the surface at all, but she was only protecting herself with coldness in the face of a world that was cold to her.And that layer of ice-coldness almost made him forget.Although she is tyrannical, she is just a 15-year-old girl. How can people be ruthless?Not to mention a 15 year old girl.

It's just that she has never experienced the true feelings in the world before, and his demands on her seem to be too high.

Mu Xianning walked all the way to the family hall in the inner courtyard. Along the way, the ground was washed by the heavy rain and turned into bloody blood, which filled the solemn and solemn courtyard with a bloody and cruel atmosphere everywhere. The corpses of the maids and servants who were uniformed in the uniform of the Shengyue family were carried out one by one under the handling of the corpse bearers.

Every time Mu Xianning took a step, she had to step over a bloody corpse, and every time she saw some unrepentant expressions, Mu Xianning felt that she lacked the strength to go on from the bottom of her heart.

Blood, blood everywhere, she had never seen so much blood, it was much scarier than watching the blood flow out of her body.

She didn't understand the feeling in her heart at first, she obviously wouldn't take a look at these people on weekdays, but why now when they were all dying at her feet, her heart seemed to be inextricably linked with them Normally, as if they were someone to her, she would inexplicably feel real pain for them.

She almost felt a trace of unprecedented coldness on her back, so that her extremely proud body could only bear the trembling of anger and grief in her heart by gritting her teeth, standing straight and straight, which made Li Xie feel He wanted to hug her from behind, to make her feel a little warm.

In just one day, she lost so much. What kind of blow is this to a 15-year-old girl?

When he was 15 years old, he was still an innocent young master, full of sensibility, but what about Mu Xianning?She is beyond reason.But he felt that the severe pain that he could bear under rationality was more deeply rooted in his bone marrow than the pain that could be vented under sensibility.