lcionline Chapter 221 She Will Never Forget It
Chapter 221 She Will Never Forget It
After thinking seriously for a long time, she could only come to one conclusion - this boy had no talent in formation.
"Are you disgusted with me?" Song Ziming suddenly looked up and looked at her.
Jiang Liqian tilted her head and shook her head firmly: "No."
Song Ziming narrowed his eyes and stared at her straightly. At last, he snorted softly and lowered his head to continue tinkering with the heavy sound formation.
In order not to appear too guilty, Jiang Liqian averted her gaze and found a big tree to sit on.
Anyway, she was just guarding the gate and guiding the disciples who came to become his disciples up the ladder of knocking hearts. With the heavy sound around, she was happy to have some free time.
He simply put one hand behind his head, picked a leaf with the other hand to cover his eyes, and lay down among the tree branches to rest.
Song Ziming was busy drawing the formation and ignored her.
Everyone who came and went looked at this strange pair with curiosity. Fortunately, Jiang Liqian was on the tree, and the dense leaves blocked her view, so others could not see her face clearly, which was not too embarrassing.
As for Song Ziming... he doesn't care about face anyway.
A long time passed like this, and many people who came to become disciples climbed the Heart-Knocking Ladder one after another. The sky also changed from dawn to noon when the sun was the hottest.
Jiang Liqian was concentrating on feeling the breeze passing through her fingertips and pondering the mystery of it, when suddenly a quarrel broke out at the entrance of the Heart-Knocking Staircase.
She frowned slightly, thinking that Song Ziming should be able to solve it, so she didn't move.
But after a while, there was a sobbing sound coming from there, and the sobbing sound sounded very familiar.
In other words, she will never forget the owner of this voice.
The leaf covering her eyes in her hand swirled in the breeze and gently fell into the dust. The girl, lying on her back on the tree, jumped down with an expressionless face. The white shadow she left behind looked like the evening snow in the sky.
"What's going on?" The voice was very faint.
But for Song Ziming, who was in a state of panic, this was simply heavenly music.
His face lit up with joy as he quickly walked over, pulled her over, and pointed at the person slumped on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. He said, "This little girl had an argument with someone and is crying and refusing to get up. I...I can't do anything to her. You're all girls, so go talk to her, tell her to stop crying, and talk it over."
If you want to cry, don’t cry where he is guarding the door!
Wouldn't this damage his reputation?
Jiang Liqian's eyes quickly swept over the crying person, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
She has always used the same trick and it works every time.
She didn't look at the poor person crying on the ground, but walked around her and came to the girl who was surrounded by a group of "righteous" people and was not allowed to leave.
"What's going on?" Although the voice was still very faint, one could hear the concern in it.
Qing Mu, who was still furious and about to fight, turned around when he heard the question and said unhappily, "Who are you? What does this have to do with you?"
Jiang Liqian and Song Ziming were clearly wearing the uniforms of the Qiankun Sect disciples. How could you not tell who they were?
When those who wanted to join the Qiankun Sect heard the girl's rude words, they exploded before Jiang Liqian could do anything.
"I say, who are you? Why are you so presumptuous in front of the Qiankun Sect?"
"That's right, the fairy asked me a question out of kindness, but you actually responded with such an attitude. What's the matter? Are you so great?"
"He bumped into someone and didn't even apologize. He made the little girl cry, and he even wanted to just walk away without even saying sorry. He's really shameless!"
Qing Mu's face was gloomy, and her fingers clenched into fists, almost as if she was about to hit the faces of those who laughed at her.
The cold fragrance of pine snow suddenly came over her, pressing lightly on the hand that was about to punch.
She was stunned for a moment, then shook off the other person's hand in disgust.
"Go away!"
But she couldn't shake off the other person's hand that was holding her wrist.
She looked up in surprise and met a pair of eyes shrouded in mountain mist.
In a trance, she seemed to hear the sound of falling snow in the spring breeze.
"My name is Jiang Liqian, and I'm a disciple of the Zhenfeng of the Qiankun Sect. This place is under the jurisdiction of my sect. I don't know what happened between you two. Please tell me in detail, young ladies, and we will administer justice." The clear and cold voice did not contain any anger at being offended. Instead, it was very calm and composed, and there was also a bit of inexplicable comfort.
It immediately calmed her increasingly irritable mood.
Qing Mu couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him with more scrutiny.
She hesitated for a moment, looked at the crowd surrounding her, and finally opened her mouth to tell the whole story.
"I heard that the Qiankun Sect's once-a-decade disciple recruitment conference was starting today, so I came here with my family elders to observe the event. There were so many people here, and I accidentally got separated from my elders. I was just trying to ask for directions when this girl bumped into me head-on and kept pestering me, insisting that I had bumped into her and demanding an apology - which, of course, I refused since it wasn't my fault."
"Is that so?" Jiang Liqian withdrew her hand, turned around and walked to the still crying girl, "Girl, crying won't solve the problem. That girl said she didn't hit you. Do you have any evidence to prove that she did?"
Shen Qingqing, who was still trying to act pitiful, sobbed twice and looked at Jiang Liqian with tears in her eyes: "Fairy sister, I... I don't blame her anymore. Let that sister go. I'm fine..."
Her eyes were red, and as she spoke, little pearls fell from her eyes. She looked weak and pitiful, and it was hard not to feel soft-hearted.
Now even more people came to attack Qingmu. Everyone was forcing her to apologize to Shen Qingqing, but no one believed what she said.
Qing Mu's patience has reached its limit.
Shen Qingqing glanced at her casually, and the smile on her lips was almost unable to be suppressed.
Go ahead and do it. She wants to force the other party to do it, so that when the other party's elders come, she will have a reason to ask for a high price and gain some goodwill.
Just as she was secretly happy, the sound she hated most in her previous life rang out again.
But unlike what she expected, he would unconditionally favor her, and instead there was a hint of coldness in his words.
"You mean, it wasn't you who hit her, but she hit you, and she won't admit it?"
Shen Qingqing paused for a moment, then cried even more pitifully. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tugged at the hem of Jiang Liqian's skirt: "Fairy sister, I'm really okay. I'm just unlucky. I've never had my parents love me since I was a child. I finally had the chance to become your disciple, but in the end... wuwuwu... I'm okay, I really am okay. I don't dare to offend anyone..."
Every word and every sentence pointed out that Qing Mu was taking advantage of his power to bully her, a poor woman who was neither loved by her father nor her mother, and he refused to answer her questions directly.
The coldness in Jiang Liqian's eyes overflowed, and she sneered softly.
Why had she failed to see her poor acting skills in her previous life? Why had she willingly become her stepping stone, risking her life for her, only to end up tragically killed by her schemes?