Chapter 2286 Careless Girl 6

With her nose filled with the green fragrance, she put her hands on the ground, sat up, and looked at everything in front of her.

This place is like a paradise.

There is the tinkling sound of spring water, and the flowers are blooming in the grass around me.

In the distance there are high mountains and peaks.

She stood up and looked around again. If there was really no blood feud, this place would be a suitable place for retirement.

So has anyone been here before? Has anyone left here?

These are mysteries.

Feng Qingying stood under the silk again and wanted to climb up, but the spider silk was too slippery. She just climbed up and slipped down again.

Then she climbed up again, and just when she was about to slide down, her waist tightened, and her body instantly felt light.

She was caught up in the spider thread again.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Qingsang asked her in the darkness.

"Because I'm stupid and can't find a way out."

Feng Qingying said.

"This...I can't help you, I don't know!"

Hearing what she said, Qingsang's voice sounded a little apologetic.

"Many people fell in the past, but after they left, they never came back. I don't know...whether they left or died in this soulless place."

Qingsang said slowly.

"Then I will go out and look for it every day."

Feng Qingying said that and fell asleep on the spider silk.

Seeing her sleeping, Qingsang couldn't help but continue talking.

The two of them got along like this.

Every day, Feng Qingqing would go out and look for a way out, but at night, she would inevitably return to this place to sleep.

There is already a tacit understanding between the two of them.

After getting along like this for more than a month, the two of them have become much closer.

Probably, Qingsang was still too lonely.

So when Feng Qingqing was here, she found that her dead heart was ignited again.

It's like a seed was just thrown into the soil. After a spring rain, you can see that seed taking root and sprouting.

"I am actually a saint!"

Qingsang, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly said this.

"Saint??"

Feng Qingying was lying down when he suddenly heard her words and was stunned in fright.

She sat up slowly and started listening to stories.

"In Mitian Continent, there is a Sakura tribe. All the people in our tribe are women, and the saint is the leader of that tribe."

Qingsang seemed to pause for a moment when he said this.

Feng Qingying couldn't see her because she was hidden in the darkness.

"I have always been the female leader, and our tribe has always been very good. Until one day, an elder in the tribe came back from outside and brought back a man. Our tribe strictly prohibits outsiders from coming in, especially... Man... But the elder kept begging for mercy, saying that the man was injured, and would let him leave when he recovered. Who knew that it would be that time when we saw the dying man? His soft heart has resulted in the death of our Sakura tribe.”

When Qingsang said this, her tone was already filled with sobs.

She said it lightly, but when all the people in a tribe perished, and she turned into this kind of neither human nor ghost, how could she not feel very sad.