Chapter 7 Alluring City Crossing (7)

"...Stone?" The corner of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, and he sighed, "I guess you are the only one who calls it that, not even that person."

"This piece of purple jade is called Purple Jade Butterfly. Your time travel was done by this Purple Jade Butterfly."

"Little girl, I don't have much time. Do you want to become stronger? If you want, just extend your hand. I will only give you one chance."

Should she trust the old man?
She wants to be strong, she is not reconciled to being so weak.

She didn't know if she would regret accepting this opportunity, but... if she gave up this opportunity, then she would definitely regret it in the future!

Well, say yes.

After making up her mind, Feng Qingcheng extended her hand to the ghost.

She is betting her life.

Regardless of success or failure, she... has no regrets.

The old man held Feng Qingcheng's hand, and said solemnly: "You must concentrate your mental strength, there are certain dangers in the inheritance, and you can only use your mental strength to resist.

Remember, once the inheritance fails, the consequences will be disastrous! "

The ghost's expression was very heavy, and his hands were condensed with spiritual power, and they were placed on Feng Qingcheng's head.

Feng Qingcheng closed her eyes subconsciously, feeling her mind was muddled, and knew that the inheritance in the old man's mouth had begun.

Memories before the age of 21 played back and forth in my mind over and over again.

Ever since she was sensible, she knew that she was an orphan.

She didn't know who her parents were, and never wanted to know, because they abandoned her, leaving her with only one name: Feng Qingcheng.

At the age of five, she was very withdrawn.

In the orphanage, she would always be bullied by other children of the same age. Gradually, she became numb and never expected that someone would stand in her way or comfort her.

At this time, Qian Lingxue, who was also five years old, walked into her world.

The weather was particularly good that day, and the warm sunlight penetrated through the dense leaves, casting sporadic shadows on the ground.

She received the daily punches and kicks as usual, a small figure stood in front of her, the short fluffy hair was combed softly behind the ears, and the white dress shone with golden light. At that moment, Feng Qingcheng felt that an angel Come to save her.

Five-year-old Qian Lingxue said to the group of children who bullied her in a childlike voice: "You are not allowed to bully Qingcheng! Otherwise, I will tell the dean!"

She didn't remember exactly what happened that day.

I just remember that after the group of children left, Qian Lingxue still had a few bean-sized teardrops on her smudged face, but she smiled sweetly when she saw her.

At that time, she turned her head away awkwardly, but her little face was red and a little hot.

Since then, the two little hearts have moved closer together little by little.

At the age of seven, the organization took a fancy to her wonderful bones and wanted to take her away from the orphanage.

After Qian Lingxue heard the news, she kept crying. On the day when the people sent by the organization took her away, Qian Lingxue cried and begged the people from the organization to take her away too.

The man looked at her complicatedly, then at Qian Lingxue, and finally nodded in agreement.

From then on, she and Qian Lingxue started a arduous career of killers.

Qian Lingxue's body is very ordinary, it doesn't seem like she has innate favor, so the training is much harder than her.

Whenever she looked at Qian Lingxue worriedly, Qian Lingxue would always smile at her reassuringly, reassuring her.

However, all this changed after the age of 16.

At the age of 16, the organization sent them to Agron Middle School for a semester to do their first assignment in life.

(End of this chapter)

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