The first goddess of pride

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

Mu Xianning ignored her and walked towards the inner hall.

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

Why? Does she feel this pain now, as if her power has been withdrawn?

Those people were obviously not her relatives. She had just traveled from another world. Could it be that they were the residual consciousness of her own body? But why did she feel the pain so clearly?

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

Li Xie had quietly followed her behind her at some point, but she didn't know it at all. He could see her calm but pain-bearing look, and there was an inexplicable bitterness in his heart - heartache.

He felt sorry for her, and it was clear that nothing was shown on her face, but that pale and forbearing stubborn look hurt his eyes and soul, making him no longer able 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 heartless as she seemed on the surface. She just used coldness to protect herself in the face of a world that was cold to her. And that layer of coldness almost made him forget it.

Yes. Although she is strong, she is only a fifteen-year-old girl. How can a person be ruthless? Let alone a fifteen-year-old little girl.

She had never experienced true love in the world before, and his demands on her seemed to be too high.

Mu Xianning walked all the way to the family hall in the inner courtyard. Along the way, there were blood stains washed away by the heavy rain and turned into blood. The normally solemn courtyard was filled with the smell of blood and cruelty.

The corpses of the maids and servants, who were uniformly dressed in Shengyue family uniforms, were carried out one by one under the care of some corpse bearers.

Every time Mu Xianning took a step, she had to step over a bloody corpse. Every time she saw the expressions of those who were still dying, Mu Xianning felt that she lacked the strength to go on.

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

She began to understand the feeling in her heart. She would never even look at these people in normal times, but why now when they were all dead at her feet, her heart seemed to be inextricably connected with them.

Generally, as if they were someone to her, she would feel real pain for them inexplicably.

She almost felt an unprecedented coldness on her back. Her proud body could only endure the trembling of anger and grief in her heart by gritting her teeth. She stood straight and straight, making Li Xie just feel

I want to hug her from behind and make her feel a little warm.

She lost so much in just one day. What kind of blow was this to a fifteen-year-old girl?

When he was fifteen years old, he was still an innocent young master, full of sensibility, but what about Mu Xianning? She was already beyond rationality. But he felt that the severe pain that could be endured under rationality was the same as the ability to endure under sensibility.

Compared with the pain that was vented, it penetrated deeper into the bone marrow.