Qin Qianluo's heart felt as if it were entangled by a thousand threads, a complex and indescribable entanglement.
She gently yet with all her might embraced Su Jinyun, the force of which seemed to say that the person before her was her only comfort and support at this moment.
Her heart was like a stormy sea, with surging emotions rising and falling.
Every thought is like a bubble on the crest of a wave, shimmering yet fleeting, elusive and hard to grasp.
Those long-held suspicions in her mind, like demons lurking in the abyss of darkness, threatened her menacingly.
If she were to easily reveal her true feelings here, those mysterious forces lurking in the shadows, which she had suspected, would be exposed.
It is highly likely that they could use some unimaginable mysterious means to keenly perceive their every move and thus set up multiple defenses in advance.
In this way, the already tangled and complicated situation will inevitably fall into an even more hopeless abyss, like falling into an endless dark abyss with no possibility of ever seeing the light of day again.
After a fierce internal struggle and careful consideration, she frowned slightly, a resolute look flashing in her eyes.
In an instant, thoughts raced through my mind, countless ideas collided and merged, and finally coalesced into a firm decision.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Without thinking, she had already tightly embraced Su Jinyun, like a wisp of smoke, silently merging into that tranquil space.
At that moment, in this space, Feng Qingyun and Long Nanzhi were immersed in a carefree and joyful play.
A strange and dazzling soft light fell, like fine gold dust, covering the entire space with a dreamlike halo.
Feng Qingyun, like a graceful fairy, moved lightly among the flowers and plants, waving a bright and beautiful flower in her hand.
The laughter was crisp and melodious, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, rippling through the air.
Long Nanzhi, like a lively little elf, skipped and jumped after Feng Qingyun, the colorful ribbon in her hand drawing graceful arcs in the air, complementing the beautiful scenery around her.
However, the sudden and unexpected appearance of Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun was like a thunderbolt, instantly shattering the peaceful atmosphere.
Feng Qingyun and Long Nanzhi froze on the spot, their smiles frozen in time.
Their eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion, as if the whole world had stopped turning and time had stood still.
The cheerful laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by a deathly silence, as if even the air itself had frozen in that moment.
Upon recognizing that the newcomers were Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun, Feng Qingyun immediately noticed the unusual expression on Qin Qianluo's face.
Qin Qianluo's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, with dark clouds gathering.
The atmosphere was so gloomy and heavy that it seemed to drip water, faintly exuding an ominous aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Her heart sank suddenly, as if she had fallen into an abyss. A strong sense of foreboding surged into her heart like a tidal wave, almost drowning her.
Without thinking twice, she instinctively reached out and grabbed Long Nanzhi tightly like a vise, then rushed towards Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun like a whirlwind.
Su Jinyun was terrified by Qin Qianluo's series of sudden and unexpected actions, her heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing her unbearable pain.
Her heart skipped a beat, as if a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds had suddenly fallen, making it hard for her to breathe.
An indescribable, ever-present sense of unease, like countless cold tentacles.
The sensation spread rapidly from all directions throughout her body, causing her to tremble slightly involuntarily.
She subconsciously pressed her body even closer to Qin Qianluo, her hands clinging to her like vines clinging to a tree trunk.
It was as if this would build an unbreakable defense for themselves and Qin Qianluo, protecting them from the unknown dangers that were about to come.
The worry in her eyes was like a thick, tangible fog, so dense that it was almost impossible to penetrate.
His gaze was fixed on Qin Qianluo, as if trying to find the hidden truth in every subtle expression of hers.
Qin Qianluo still held Su Jinyun tightly, as if the whole world had collapsed and the person in her arms was her last lifeline.
She buried her head deeply in Su Jinyun's shoulder, as if trying to completely hide herself away from the ever-present fear and worry.
Her voice, trembling slightly and filled with endless weariness and despair, slowly rang in Su Jinyun's ears, like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, fragile and helpless.
She recounted, word by word, the things that had been swirling and troubling her mind like a tangled mess, in a plaintive and tearful manner.
Each word seemed to carry a tremendous weight, striking their hearts with such force that the air itself seemed to freeze.
After she finished speaking, her voice gradually lowered, carrying a deep-seated melancholy and helplessness, as if she were being strangled by fate and unable to break free.
She murmured to herself, "Master Xuwu once said that I am a lucky star, but thinking about what he just said more carefully, I feel that I am more like a jinx."
If I hadn't appeared back then, would these supernatural events have stopped happening?
Her words were filled with self-blame and confusion, as if shrouded in a thick and cold gloom, and no matter how she struggled, she could hardly find a glimmer of hope to break through her predicament.
Tears welled up in her eyes, like a flood about to burst forth.
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