She couldn't help but marvel inwardly, realizing that her Jin Yun was indeed exceptionally intelligent.
Like a dazzling pearl, she always shines with a unique and radiant light in the darkness, and her exquisite and insightful mind is truly admirable.
I never even thought of such a crucial and easily overlooked point, as if I had been living in a fog all along.
Su Jinyun's question was like a gentle breeze, dispelling the fog and allowing the truth to gradually emerge.
Meanwhile, Haoyue felt as if her data had been subjected to a sudden and extremely powerful earthquake.
The entire data structure seemed to be teetering on the brink of collapse, as if the world was spinning around it.
Its normally cold, mechanical, and emotionless electronic voice now involuntarily revealed an undisguised sense of unease.
His voice trembled slightly, as if flickering like a candle in the wind.
"Then I must feel really aggrieved. Who could feel comfortable being replaced by someone else without any explanation for no reason?"
I haven't completely vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace from this vast world. I don't need anyone else to interfere and forcibly take my place.
At the time, I was filled with anger, and in a fit of rage, I thought about doing something like that. Isn't that just human nature? After all, I have emotions too.
Upon hearing Haoyue's utterly absurd and distorted statement, Feng Qingyun felt a surge of intense anger.
Like a volcanic eruption, a surge of energy shot up from the depths of her heart, instantly burning her cheeks and causing her blood to rush to her head.
She was so angry that she trembled slightly and almost fainted on the spot.
"What do you mean by being replaced?" Her anger surged like a raging tide in her chest, and she couldn't help but roar hysterically in her heart.
From the very beginning of this long journey with Qin Qianluo, he has been inseparable from her.
Together with Luo Bao, we went through countless hardships and dangers, witnessed the magnificence of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and experienced the baptism of wind and rain.
Their friendship was as deep as the ocean, vast and boundless, inseparable and difficult to separate.
And this bright moon, which suddenly appeared from some mysterious and secluded corner of the universe, was clearly the uninvited guest who had interfered and disrupted the peace.
Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, it disrupted their originally peaceful and orderly lives.
Moreover, it's nothing more than a collection of data interwoven and piled up with emotionless code.
In essence, it is merely a mechanical product that operates step by step according to a preset program.
All the performance is just feedback from instructions pre-set when writing the program; how can it be considered "emotion" in any real sense?
It's nothing more than a shameless attempt to justify and justify their inexplicable behavior.
Feng Qingyun stared wide-eyed at the transparent halo that had been flickering and swaying slightly due to her guilty conscience.
As he continued to spout sophistry, he showed no remorse whatsoever; instead, he became increasingly arrogant and self-righteous.
The halo seemed to expand, becoming even more dazzling, like a child throwing a tantrum.
Relying on some inexplicable "confidence," they acted recklessly, as if they truly had the upper hand in this conflict.
This scene was like a sharp steel knife, piercing Feng Qingyun's heart. She was so angry that she clenched her teeth tightly, and her cheeks bulged out from the excessive force.
Those pearly white teeth seemed to want to crush the halo of light before them as if it were an irreconcilable enemy.
Her aura trembled violently with anger, like the surface of a lake in a storm.
The originally gentle spiritual energy fluctuations became chaotic and disordered, like a storm about to erupt, which was terrifying.
Seeing Feng Qingyun so enraged and nearly out of control, Qin Qianluo felt as if her heart was being pierced by a thousand arrows.
She was extremely anxious and quickly reached out her slender, warm, and soft hand, her movements as gentle as the most tender and warm breeze in spring, to gently land on Feng Qingyun's head.
Her fingers, like nimble butterflies, gently stroked Feng Qingyun's head again and again.
She was softly murmuring words of comfort and care.
Like a clear mountain stream, it flowed gently through Feng Qingyun's heart, trying to extinguish the raging fire in her heart that was almost consuming her reason.
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