Some memories gradually came to mind.
"From today on, you will follow me." Song Linlin said with a smile.
Perhaps because he had not felt warmth for too long, Xiao Shufeng snuggled tightly in Song Linlin's arms. His little hands tightly grasped the corner of Song Linlin's clothes, as if he was afraid that she would leave him.
This strange woman felt more like a mother to him than his own mother.
Song Linlin touched Xiao Shufeng's face with heartache: "Sister will sing for you, you should have a good sleep. When you go back with sister, you must be obedient and grow up healthily."
The first time Song Linlin saw Shufeng, he felt like he saw himself as a child.
She had been in the rain herself and knew what it felt like, so when she saw Xiao Shufeng, she wanted to hold an umbrella for him.
Xiao Shufeng's dependence on Song Linlin is like a child's dependence on his mother. He treats Song Linlin as his own mother.
After returning to Jiangmen Sect, Song Linlin arranged a warm room for Shufeng so that he could rest in peace.
She would personally take care of Shufeng's daily life every day, feeding him, dressing him, and telling him stories.
Under Song Linlin's careful care, Shufeng gradually adapted to the life in Jiangmen Sect, and his face began to be filled with a happy smile.
Whenever Xiao Shufeng encountered difficulties or was wronged, he would run to Song Linlin first to seek her comfort and help.
And Song Linlin always listens to him patiently and gives him encouragement and support.
Xiao Shufeng thought that days like this would continue forever.
Until one day.
People from other sects gathered together, as if they had planned it long ago, and a large number of masters rushed into the Jiang Sect.
The disciples of the Jiang Sect were on high alert, dressed in their sect uniforms, armed with various weapons, their eyes revealing their determination to defend the sect to the death. Sect leader Li Qintian stood high above, overlooking the situation below, secretly worried.
Disciples from other sects came flooding in, each of them skilled and fierce. The Jiangmen disciples fought hard, but the enemy numbers were too great and they gradually fell into trouble.
The battle was extremely fierce, with swords flashing and sabers flying, and the shouts of killing were deafening.
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"The Jiang Sect is the world's number one sect, yet it hides evil skills. You hypocrites don't deserve to live in this world!"
"Hand over the evil manual!"
"Don't slander us! We don't have such things in our sect!" The disciples fought hard.
Song Yueyue and Li Qintian stood at the highest point, their hearts filled with pain. There was a deep mark on the face of their beloved daughter Song Linlin, which was the mark left by her practicing evil skills.
They had tried various ways to remove the mark, but to no avail.
However, they would rather sacrifice the sect than hand over Gu Yufei. Because they knew that once Song Linlin was handed over, she would face endless torture and suffering. They would rather bear everything themselves than let their daughter suffer the slightest harm.
"The mark on Junior Sister's face is from practicing that technique, right?" Shangguan Qing said coldly, standing behind Song Yueyue.
In fact, he had guessed it a long time ago.
Why did my junior sister suddenly go from being mediocre to possessing peerless martial arts skills?
This unprecedented breakthrough was simply because she practiced evil skills.
"Qing'er, take Lin'er away, we have to stay here." Song Yueyue placed her hopes on Shangguan Qing.
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