The diary once recorded the end of Song Qingci.

[No one knows what Blood Rose felt at the end, but everyone who saw her body vomited. They all thought that if they were Blood Rose, they would not be able to hold on for so long.]

Such a casual sentence reveals a chilling message.

Because she lost her fear, Blood Rose was targeted by Bluebeard. No one knew what methods Bluebeard used to torture this fearless woman and keep her sane.

After all, the moment Song Qingci was captured alive, all her relatives, all her friends and all the people she cared about disappeared as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.

That's why Bai Ling couldn't help but sigh.

There is no doubt that in the crazy times ahead, the absence of fear will be a powerful force.

However, Song Qingci herself had character flaws, and many of the aliens were pure lunatics, which led to her ultimate tragedy.

This is the tragedy of the rose being frozen by the wind and snow on the eve of its complete blooming, and the banana leaves being hit by a night of rain, leaving only broken branches and leaves on the ground.

Faced with such a tragedy, Bai Ling was also deeply saddened.

So when he saw the still young Song Qingci standing in front of him, still using his strong will and fearless attitude as weapons, he really wanted to sigh.

While he has character flaws, he also relies too much on his own courage.

This can no longer be called bravery, it can only be said to be reckless.

Unfortunately, no one can see Bai Ling’s current mental journey except himself.

It seemed like Song Qingci, who was sitting opposite him, just felt annoyed.

She felt humiliated. Although the other person was looking at her, it seemed as if he was seeing something deeper through her.

Such a gaze is condescending and even compassionate. It is as if this person has completely removed himself from the present timeline, crossed the long river of time, and cast his gaze on a tiny individual from the other side of the world, lamenting the individual's ill-fated fate and rough road ahead.

However, this kind of look made Song Qingci extremely, extremely, extremely disgusted.

She is a person with a strong self-esteem, so strong that even she herself thinks she is "very bad".

However, this is something that cannot be changed.

Because she was educated like this since she was a child.

They are instilled with knowledge and information, and are under pressure from others all the time. Even in their dreams, they dream of fighting monsters.

She also underwent training and used a special ability to enhance her other emotions, greatly reducing her fear.

All of this is done so that when I step onto the battlefield in the future, the sword in my hand will not waver at all, and others standing behind me will not be able to see the dark mud in front of them.

She was born to be a "hero" and "hope".

So she doesn't need other people to look at her like this.

All she needs is appreciation, admiration and dependence.

Rather than other pity, sympathy and suspicion.

As an ordinary person, she should stand behind her and accept her protection. If she can't protect some people now, it's just that she hasn't killed enough monsters and her strength is not strong enough, so she needs to continue training.

This is what Song Qingci himself thinks.

It is a weird value system that is as twisted as that of alien species and is artificially created.

She is like an exquisite clay doll, with fierce patterns drawn on her with strong and powerful strokes. At first glance, she looks full of the aura of a tiger, which makes people look at her sideways.

But a puppet is just a puppet after all, it can't be a real tiger.

When the pressure reaches a sufficient level, the doll will become so fragile that it will break.

Thinking this in his mind, Bai Ling looked at Song Qingci from afar.

"But now is the time when the dolls are brightly colored and extremely beautiful."

This made Bai Ling hesitate slightly.

He was wondering whether he should open up a new path for Song Qingci like he did with Ding Yan, instead of letting her face the terrible collapse as in the original timeline.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help shaking his head.

'Unlike Ding Yan, Song Qingci's ideas are deeply rooted, and even I may not be able to change them.'

'However, she herself has realized that something is wrong. Unfortunately, the bleak future has forced her to remain in her current state. Otherwise, the doll without color will become meaningless waste.'

So, Song Qingci was actually being pushed forward by others.

"If that's the case, then I'll give her a choice."

It was not about forcing her to take another path, but letting Song Qingci make the choice herself.

Even if the other party chose an option that was irrelevant to him, Bai Ling would not care too much.

After all, no matter what Song Qingci was like in the past, it would be difficult for her to return to her original situation now.

The reason is simple.

In this world, there is "daylight" and "prophet".

Thinking of this, Bai Ling closed the window.

His foot lifted, his boot leaving the ground, pausing briefly in the air.

By the time his boots landed again, he was already stepping into thick and dreary fog.

Sensing the rising fog, Song Qingci stepped back suddenly.

She quickly pulled out two blades from under her tight clothes, and danced two elegant knife flowers in the air, sharp and bright like a full moon hanging in the sky, shining brightly! The fog filled the classroom, and the other students had not woken up yet. Only Song Qingci and Bai Ling were still standing in the entire space.

However, at this moment, they are confronting each other!

Or it could be said that it was a confrontation as Song Qingci unilaterally believed.

The mist lifted up his windbreaker, and Bai Ling's voice sounded slightly distorted to Song Qingci: "For others, hallucination is their first test. But for you, false illusions are meaningless. So, for now, it is considered an advancement condition."

"Like I said before, the reward remains the same. If you bump into me, or even just brush against the corner of my clothes, you will be promoted directly to a graduate and enter that dark world early. I can even tell you where your mother is."

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Qingci's expression changed instantly!

She stared at the fog intently, as if she wanted to see Bai Ling's appearance through the fog.

The sound of boots treading in the mist seemed to echo in all directions, as if Bai Ling was walking leisurely in the mist: "So you can attack with confidence."

The words fell.

The sharp blade light cut through the pale mist and shot out in a certain direction, just like the most brilliant trend sweeping across the night sky, leaving behind a bright glow!

Song Qingci is very fast.

Her childhood training was not in vain. The strength she showed now was no less than that of most of the graduates in the academy!

But the same thing.

Speed ​​is meaningless in front of Bering.

The grayish-white mist separated from the middle and wrapped around Song Qingci's knife and body like a fine thread, as tight and hidden as a cage patiently waiting for its prey to break in.

However, Song Qingci himself was very cautious.

After realizing that she might be trapped, she pushed her feet against the ground and jumped away as quickly as a rabbit.

The red ribbon drew a bright red line in the mist. This was the trajectory of Song Qingci's movements, as graceful as a sharp flying knife.

Compared to Lan Kong, she has a faster reaction speed and is more observant.