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122 Chapter 122. If She Has No Chance to Cultivate Immortals(1/2)

Chapter 122 122. If she doesn’t have the chance to cultivate immortality

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

Chapter 122 122. If she doesn’t have the chance to cultivate immortality

Pei Xihe felt a sense of depression in his heart.

She finally resisted it, but was hit by three people and rushed into the fog.

The white fog around it seems to be a simple mist, and you can feel a little wet.

As soon as she fell into the fog, all of her six senses that were originally extraordinary were blocked.

When my eyes opened, I only had a white spot.

Apart from that, there is no sight.

There was also silence on the side of the ears, and nothing was left in the tentacles.

It was obvious that three people rushed into her just now, and they should be with her.

"Senior brother?"

She spoke tentatively.

But no one responded. She wanted to sense the spiritual power in her body, just like a muddy cow entering the sea, without any response.

Her heart sank.

There was really arousing a blockbuster of negative emotions in my heart.

No accidental disaster!

He actually fell into this Qianhuan Linglong Formation.

How could she be confident of stepping out of this legendary earth-sized formation?

Damn Jin Cangshen.

No wonder Senior Sister Yun didn't accept his so-called alliance, which shows his character.

Now I can only take one step at a time.

Her heart was surging, but in the end she could only force her anger and confusion.

In this case, no amount of anger can be of use.

So what if Jin Cangshen even knows his anger?

How could a person in the upper rank care about the anger of a person in the lower rank?

She is a mere Kunlun outer disciple, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he take it into his eyes?

She didn't move rashly.

When my mind calmed down, I relaxed my breath.

Take a step forward.

If you stop and stay where you are, don't want to walk out of anywhere.

I don’t know how long I have been away, nor do I know where I have been.

The time and vision perception here are all blocked.

A little light seemed to appear in the white mist.

Pei Xihe suddenly felt extremely drowsy.

The mind power, which was originally considered extremely powerful among monks in the same realm, was also unresponsive.

She clenched her fists and pinched her four fingers into her palm, causing a bit of sharp pain.

But her consciousness was still blurred without any stop.

In the end, she collapsed to the ground and completely lost her perception and consciousness.

……………………

Pei Xiaoya has been in the Li family for eight years.

She was sold to Mr. Li's house by Pei Dacheng and Zhang Hua.

Although he was a child bride in name, he lived nominally the same as the maid of Mr. Li's house.

Pei Xiaoya and the little maids worked together, taking care of chores for the wife and concubines, and serving daily life.

She is now twelve-three years old.

She didn't know much about whether she was twelve or thirteen years old.

Who cares about the birth date of a man with grass mustard?

She was born intelligent and seemed to know early on that anyone was different.

Just like Mr. Li sitting in the hall in this mansion, Mrs. Li who is graceful and rich.

Even that stupid man is still precious in gold and jade.

These servants are the dust under their feet.

"What are you doing?"

Xiaoya beside her pushed Pei Xiaoya.

Pei Xiaoya just felt like she had just come back to her senses.

"Sister Xiaoya, I've just gotten distracted."

She smiled.

Although my facial features can be seen on my face, my skin is not white.

The dark yellow contains a few shallow spots, and there seems to be a thin layer of oil.

A few red and swollen acne were on the face, and their good looks were damaged 70% to 80% at once.

Pei Xiaoya smiled with a pleasing smile.

"Thank you for the reminder of Sister Xiaoya."

Xiaoya is just a girl in her early fifteens and sixteens. When she saw Pei Xiaoya come back to her senses, she whispered to remind her.

"Okay, don't stand there, go quickly."

"If the dishes for the wife are overturned, you will have good fruits to eat!"

She quickly smiled and said, "I know, I am grateful to Sister Xiaoya."

After this sentence, I stopped talking and my steps were steady.

Pei Xiaoya followed a series of little maids, and she lowered her head.

She has been in this Li's house for more than eight years.

Pei Dacheng and Zhang Hua have never seen her once.

It was indeed as Pei Dacheng said in front of Mr. Li back then.

It was broken and she was gone.

Pei Xiaoya hates the so-called dementia that is her husband when she grows up.

She is not that kind and has no extra sympathy.

Like most people, they do not have the kindness that touches others.

If you feel that you pity that fool, you have to take good care of him for the rest of your life.

She felt a burst of disgust in her heart as she was forced to get close to the sloppy and disgusting fool.

But perhaps she hated more than this fool, but this fate of being enforced.

It seemed that all her days afterwards would revolve around him.

She didn't know why, but even if she told herself thousands of times that she should be content with the situation and live well, she could not suppress that disgust.

Pei Xiaoya feels that her eight years of experience in this Li’s house are far better than the years she lived in the previous few years.

The maids in Li's house should live better than the Pei family.

She saw a lot of the world and ate white flour and fine grains that she had never tasted in the past.

Her expression should have been better, but Pei Xiaoya knew that Mr. Li was willing to spend money on silver to buy her because of this face.

I went to eat those meals that were heavy with oil and salt, and then my face was a bit greasy and dark yellow.

As her color was covered, she became more and more like a little maid who had been bought.

At the beginning, Mrs. Li valued her future appearance so that she could get close to that fool.

After losing that pretty color, she became a little bit distracted and treated her as an ordinary slave.

Knowing that she didn't have to get close to that fool, Pei Xiaoya stayed in the little bed in the maid's room that night and couldn't fall asleep even after laughing.
To be continued...
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