3705 Her inner demons
"Forget it, this can be considered a test for her." Mo Shili said after some thought.
"Test? what do you mean?" The old man looked at mo Shili with a meaningful gaze.
"I'm thinking, should I give her a chance too?" Mo Shili said, deep in thought.
"It's not impossible to give her a chance. It's just that she's still too young and her strength is a little lacking. Why don't we wait and see?" The old man said.
"Wait? Do we still have time to wait?" Mo Shili said, shaking his head.
"AI!" The old man heaved a long sigh.
"Let's go. We don't have much time left. If she can pass this trial, we'll give her a chance. " Mo Shili looked at Ling Chuxi again, stepped into the air, and flew off in another direction with the old man.
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"Crack!" The moment Ling Chuxi stepped onto the innumerable calamity stairs, a bolt of lightning pierced through the heavens and earth and struck her.
Ling Chuxi was already prepared for this. Luo Chen sword flew forward and her martial soul, the cauldron of six paths, was also in front of her to protect her.
The deep blue lightning arrived in the blink of an eye. There was no thunderous explosion, no earth-shaking movement, but it went straight through her grey abyss sword radiance and the six path cauldron martial spirit.
Ling Chuxi's vision turned black, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss.
The light in front of him dimmed, and a baby who was not even a month old cried loudly in swaddling clothes. A young woman's face was filled with reluctance, but in the end, she still turned around and resolutely walked into the distance.
The baby waved her hands helplessly. Perhaps, she could not see her mother's figure clearly, but she could feel her mother's departure. Her sobs were so helpless and lonely that it made one's heart tremble.
Ling Chuxi's heart trembled violently. Was that her? was that the back view of the person leaving her?
Her heart was in pain.
The scene suddenly changed. Snow was falling heavily, and ice covered thousands of miles. An ugly little girl stood alone in the snow, watching a few children in brand-new cotton-padded jackets having a snowball fight.
"Thump." A snowball hit her.
"Hey, ugly ghost, can't you see that we're playing? what are you standing there for? get lost." Before she could react, a chubby little boy rushed in front of her and pushed her to the ground.
"What right do you have to bully me?" The little girl stood up and clenched her fists in anger.
"So what if I bully you? you're a wild child who doesn't have a father or mother, yet you still have the nerve to stay in our Ling family." The boy pushed her to the ground again.
"Nonsense. I have a father and a mother. I'm a member of the Ling family." The little girl shouted unwillingly.
"Ling family, look at how ugly you are. Do we Ling family members look like this? you're clearly a bastard." The boy laughed out loud.
"Why are you talking so much to a bastard child? let's go and play somewhere else. I'm disgusted by her." A slightly older girl said in disdain.
"No, I'm not a bastard. I have a father and a mother." The little girl stood up and covered her bleeding arm, sobbing silently.
Boundless hatred surged into her heart like a tidal wave. Ling Chuxi's eyes turned blood red.
"Chuxi, let's go!" Ling Yichen's anxious voice suddenly rang in her ears.
Ling Chuxi was shocked. She looked up and saw a long sword flying towards her. It was so fast that the naked eye could not catch it.
"Let's go ..." Ling Yichen's handsome figure flashed and blocked in front of him.
Fresh blood gushed out of his wound, and Ling Yichen slowly fell to the ground. He looked at her with a faint smile on his face. That smile was so familiar, yet so distant.
The sword ray swept past and stabbed at her heart again.
