The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 106 No Mercy (11)

Mengbao swallowed, and the voice was very loud. It was only interested in indulging in the deliciousness that Feng Qingcheng described, but ignored the insidious calculations of Feng Qingcheng's old and cunning fox!

Mengbao foolishly jumped down from Feng Qingcheng's arms, and ran towards the corpses with a sway.

Feng Qingcheng's peach-blossom eyes narrowed habitually, and anyone who knew her well knew that this was a manifestation of her high concentration of mental power.

She stared closely at Mengbao's every movement, not letting go of the slightest bit. She pursed her lips lightly, and her dry lips were slightly moist.

Mengbao ran to the nearest corpse, raised his fluffy paws, slowly closed his eyes, his upper and lower lips moved quickly, as if he was reciting some spell.

It opened its eyes suddenly, and a white light spread along Mengbao's body to its little paws. Mengbao put the little paws on the corpse, and the white light gradually snaked around the whole corpse.

Sudden--

Feng Qingcheng felt a bright light in front of her eyes, the illusory white light covered the whole corpse along Mengbao's little paws, a wonderful thing happened, the corpse turned into a floating light at a speed visible to the naked eye and slowly disappeared, from feet to calves , from calf to thigh, disappearing little by little.

The white light is not strong, so Feng Qingcheng can clearly see the whole process.

Even Feng Qingcheng, who has a lot of experience and has experienced a series of strange events, couldn't help but be surprised by the scene in front of her.

The classic scene that can only be staged on TV - the scene where the tragic heroine is entangled with the heroine, and then the heroine disappears into ashes, is also being staged in front of her eyes.

Feng Qingcheng blushed a little in her heart, but still focused on watching the whole process carefully.

Not too much time passed, the corpse turned into a white floating light, floating in the air, going with the wind, floating again and finally landing on the ground, the light on the floating light gradually dimmed, and it was no longer as bright as it was at the beginning. color.

Feng Qingcheng's gaze has been fluttering and sinking with the floating light, her peach blossom eyes were blurred like mist at that moment, and her long and curly eyelashes drooped slightly, making her eyes even narrower and longer.

A slight sigh escaped from her mouth almost inaudibly, as if she was sighing a person's life, whether it is vigorous or ordinary; whether it is rich, notorious, or famous... after death , is it not the same as turning into dust, returning to dust?

But even so, human beings still yearn for all kinds of fame and wealth, and are nostalgic for vulgar glory.

They seem to have forgotten their original intentions and their original appearance, changing their positions amid the changes in the world...

They still can't let go of these nihilistic things, which seems to have become an obsession, a curse.

Feng Qingcheng laughed at herself, why is she not a mediocre person, yearning for something, all her efforts are ultimately for a goal.

Although, this goal is not for herself, but for Luo Xingchen.

But she was still not indifferent to the point where she didn't know what to repay her kindness, and she had the heart to let go of the goal she had set.

For her, that goal is a reason to make her stronger, reminding her all the time, how can revenge be talked about if she is not strong?What about goals?Remind her, don't be cowardly, there is no excuse for you to continue being cowardly!
(End of this chapter)