Chapter 1257
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In the hearts of the crowd, there was a surge of surging tide, driving them to do something.
But, they didn't move.
They were all cultivators and had their own weapons.
They understood Ye Qing Luo's feelings very well.
Breaking a cultivator's life weapon was equivalent to breaking the cultivator's life.
Her own life weapon was broken in her own hands.
As the owner of her life weapon, she wanted to find her own weapon.
Not to rely on anyone.
The onlookers recalled Nangong Lin's words just now.
In their hearts, they started to feel disgusted with Zi Qianqian, the number one beauty in the Heavenly Academy's class of god.
It was just a competition.
Zi Qianqian had been overbearing and even used the Tian Ling Staff to defeat Ye Qing Luo.
Even breaking Ye Qing Luo's life weapon.
The one who went overboard …
It was Zi Qianqian!
The crowd looked at her as she rummaged through the stones. Her fair hands were stained with blood and their eyes were filled with admiration.
Even those who didn't have a good impression of Ye Qing Luo had a feeling of empathy and the way they looked at Ye Qing Luo became much gentler.
All these, Ye Qing Luo had no time to care and didn't want to bother.
Her eyes were red as she rummaged through every corner of the stones.
The Profound Qi in her hands slapped away the broken stones, not letting go of any gap.
Glower flame fan …
She had always thought that the glower flame fan was protecting her.
But it was broken in her hands.
Ye Qing Luo pursed her lips tightly and increased the speed of her hands.
One hand was about to flip the stone in front of her.
Before she could reach over, a pair of long slender legs appeared in front of her eyes, slightly dazzling.
Ye Qing Luo looked up blankly and met with a pair of angry peach blossom eyes.
He stretched out a hand towards her, his handsome face was gloomy: "Get up."
"Ah ….." Ye Qing Luo's voice stopped abruptly before she could say the word 'Profound'.
Both her hands were covered by two warm palms.
Her body felt light and she was forcefully pulled up.
"So, sorry ….." Ye Qing Luo lowered her eyes, her eyes were slightly moist.
The man's hand gently touched the wound on her hand, bringing a cool touch.
The pain gradually disappeared from the places that he had touched.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" He lowered his voice, which was deep and magnetic.
Ye Qing Luo's eyelids drooped even lower as she bit her lower lip lightly: "I didn't take good care of the glower flame fan, that's your fault ….."
"Wrong," the man interrupted her and said coldly. "Come back with me."
This was the first time Di Mo Xuan had used such a tone and expression to talk to her.
Ye Qing Luo's eyes reddened as an indescribable feeling of tears welling up in her eyes.
She was not a woman who liked to cry.
To be more precise, she never shed a single tear.
Even if it was hard and tiring, even if they were facing death.
She would never cry.
Tears were the symbol of the weak.
But …
At this moment, when the Glowing Flame Fan was broken, her heart instantly felt empty.
That feeling of emptiness made her feel complicated.
And Di Mo Xuan's attitude made the complicated feelings in her heart magnified even more.
Suddenly, he had an urge to cry.
Di Mo Xuan quietly stared at Ye Qing Luo for some time.
Although Ye Qing Luo's head was lowered, but that hair which was blown by the wind revealed that pair of reddened eyes.
His heart felt as if it was stabbed by a needle.
Suddenly, something softened.
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