In the face of such a hopeless situation, Ling Chuxi did not feel the slightest bit of sadness. If she was sad every time she was on the line between life and death, her tears would have long dried up.
The current Ling Chuxi only had anger and unwillingness in her heart! Why was it that the same spirit pool, in the hands of others, even a few mediocre nouveau riche could advance to heavenly Yuan, but in her hands, it became a fatal killing intent? Is my fate really that complicated? On what basis? I'll fight with the heavens, I'll never accept my fate!
Countless jumbled up images flashed through Ling Chuxi's mind. They were so clear, yet so far away.
"So what if you're strong? You're a bastard that nobody wants. " A cold and disdainful voice sounded.
"Didn't you say you have a master? Then how could your master leave you behind? You're just a pitiful worm that no one cares about. " The mocking voice was so harsh.
Master ...
Master ...
Ling Chuxi's heart was filled with nostalgia.
Her first master wasn't mu Liufeng, but a woman. The first person to give her warmth.
Once, she had wandered alone when she was young. She had no family and no friends. Every day's survival was so difficult.
She seemed to have fainted somewhere and thought that she would never wake up again. However, when she opened her eyes again, she saw the first person in her life who had given her warmth.
"You're awake?" When he opened his eyes again, a kind-looking middle-aged woman appeared in front of him.
"Where is this place?" The young Ling Chuxi asked weakly. Having lived a vagabond life since she was young, she quickly realized that it was this middle-aged woman who had saved her.
"Do you know where your home is? and your parents? do you know their names?" The middle-aged woman didn't answer her question, but asked gently.
"I don't know." The little girl replied calmly.
"What's your name?" The middle-aged woman asked.
"My ... My name is little Xi, Ling Chuxi." The little girl thought for a long time before hesitantly answering. It was as if someone had called her that a long time ago. She couldn't remember how long it had been. It was as if when she was still an infant, someone had hugged her lovingly and called out her name softly.
The feeling was so vague, but it was so warm and real.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this was just her own wishful thinking to comfort herself. How could such a young child know how to remember things? However, she knew that it was real. Every time she looked back at that blurry image, she could feel the deep love. She could even feel the bitterness of the man's tears flowing into her mouth as he hugged her.
She thought, that must be her mother.
Therefore, unlike many children who were abandoned by their parents, she had never hated her mother because she knew that her mother must have had her own difficulties.
"Sigh, what a pitiful child. Just stay by my side in the future." The middle-aged woman didn't say anything more. She sighed and gently touched her forehead. She said to the slightly older girl next to her,"little Xin, little Xi will be your Junior Sister from now on. You have to take good care of her."
"No, I won't take care of her. She's dressed so shabbily and is so dirty. I don't want her to be my Junior Sister." The girl called little Xin looked at her in disgust and said unwillingly.
Although she was still young, she could see the jealousy in the girl's eyes. Obviously, she was not willing to take away the master who originally belonged to her.
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