Princess Against the World

"Later, my grandmother asked someone to take me away to avoid my grandfather's pursuit... After all these years of hiding, everyone around me died, and I was the only one left to survive!"

A child ran up to Shang He and handed her half of the pancake in his hand.

"Brother Hippo, eat the pie!"

All the gloom on Shang He's face instantly dissipated, replaced by a bright smile: "Xiaodouzi, thank you!"

She rubbed Xiaodouzi's head affectionately, arranged his hair into a bun, and waved goodbye.

Looking at Xiaodouzi's back, Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes: "It seems that you are not living on your last breath these years! At least, these people have given you the feeling and warmth of family!"

"Yeah, isn't that ironic!?"

Shang He sneered and tilted his head, meeting her eyes aggressively.

"My relatives who are related to me by blood and should be very close to me treat me like enemies, but strangers who have nothing to do with me give me warmth and care... When you are sick, I can still take care of you. The people are your family!”

"Like them?"

"Just like you!"

Shang He turned to Feng Chenglin and narrowed his eyes.

"Although I don't like this person, I can tell that he cares about you very much. Moreover, you are not related by blood, right!?"

"Is this a positive compliment to me?!" Feng Chenglin laughed to himself, feeling pretty good.

Shang He still rolled his eyes when he answered him: "You are really thick-skinned!"

"What's this called being thick? Only when you have the opportunity in the future will you learn what it means to be shameless!"

Feng Chenglin felt proud and carried hot water to refill the beggar outside.

Shang He was speechless: "If I had a mind like his, maybe I wouldn't be as miserable as I am today!"

"A person's character is related to the environment in which he grew up... You are different from Fatty. When he was a child, he was a waste waiting to die, but you want to dance on the blade to survive, so your character is destined to change. no the same!"

"He... is just waiting to die?"

Shang He opened his mouth wide in surprise, pointed at Feng Chenglin in disbelief, and laughed out loud.

"He is like this, still eating and waiting to die? How can he still reach his current level of cultivation by eating and waiting to die!?"

So who is she? ?

In order to survive, she tried every means to improve her cultivation.

But the final result is not as good as a waste waiting to die!

Is this a joke that God is seeing on her? !

"What's wrong with eating and waiting to die?" Ling Luoyu raised his eyes and curved his lips into an evil smile: "Back then, we were two famous losers in the local area..."

Shang He: "..."

"Our ancestors were high-ranking officials, his grandfather was the boss of the civil service, and my grandfather was the boss of the military attache. What do you think we two useless people are doing? Of course we are just drunk and dreaming!"

Ling Luoyu recalled the past, and it suddenly felt like a lifetime ago.

So much has happened in the past few years!

Those days in the capital were thrilling when I thought about it at the time, but compared with what happened later, it was like an episode in heaven on earth.

Grandpa and the others insist on staying in their hometown, and they don’t know what’s going on now.

A trace of sadness spread in the corners of Ling Luoyu's eyes and eyebrows. The smile on her face gradually faded, and her eyes became much darker.

"Thinking about it now, that period was really the happiest time in my life..."

The most important thing is that during that time, there was Mo Xuanchen.