Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

"Come with me." Yu Ling opened the door and walked out. Shen Qing followed her closely.

She had seen the scene outside the palace before. It was exactly the same as the furnishings in the white jade palace a thousand years later. The only difference was that all the objects in the palace a thousand years later had turned into jade.

But now the white jade palace is full of vitality, the trees are still trees, the flowers are still flowers, and they have not yet turned into cold stones.

There are psyllables flying around in the flower beds, and everything is so peaceful.

Yu Ling saw Shen Qing staring at her flower garden. She raised her hand slightly and picked the most colorful and beautiful spiritual flower in the garden.

Yu Ling handed it to Shen Qing, "Here, it's for you."

Shen Qing took it and was a little surprised. This could be considered a gift. Holding the flower in his hand, Shen Qing felt a little ashamed. It seemed that he didn't have anything good to give as a return gift.

Yu Ling saw through Shen Qing's thoughts at a glance, "I have lived to this age and have everything I need. It's just a bouquet of flowers, and it's not something valuable, so just accept it."

"Thank you."

Following behind Yu Ling, Shen Qing silently looked at Yu Ling. Although she had a bad temper, she was indeed very sincere. Yet, people actually said that she was eccentric.

"Lingqing, I don't think the rumors are credible." Subconsciously, Shen Qing spoke to Lingqing in his heart.

But after she finished speaking, Lingqing did not reply to her for a long time, as if she was silent.

"Lingqing? Lingqing!" Shen Qing called out over and over again in his heart.

But there was not even a ripple. Shen Qing suddenly felt something was wrong, Lingqing might have been in trouble.

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When Lingqing opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful woman in front of her. She was not surprised at all and even leisurely poured herself a cup of tea.

"I didn't expect it was you..." A clear and cold voice sounded. The woman opposite leaned towards Lingqing with one hand on the table.

"Since you left, why did you come back?"

Lingqing stared straight into the other person's eyes and slowly put down the teacup, "Do I need to inform you when I come?"

The almost provocative words angered Yu Ling's resentment. She had died long ago, and now all that was left was a trace of resentment.

But even so, it is still the regret of a Mahayana cultivator and should not be underestimated.

Because of this, her resentment was sealed in a white jade statue, hoping that the jade would purify her resentment. However, as time passed, her resentment was not purified, but became even worse.

Yuling's hands formed into claws and reached out to grab Lingqing who was sitting on the stone bench, but Lingqing dodged lightly as fast as the wind.

Yu Ling was relentless and chased after her. Ling Qing dodged them one by one with her agility.

While dodging Lingqing, he provoked: "You are just angry and don't use your brain to think. Do you know where to attack next?"

Yu Ling was furious, with a large amount of black air wrapped around his body. The black fog accumulated more and more and rushed towards Ling Qing.

Lingqing stood there and said with a sigh, "What's the point of hitting me? I'm not forcing you to die."

"Ah!" Yu Ling opened her arms and groaned in pain. The surging black mist was unwillingly taken back into her body.

Yuling stared at Lingqing with red eyes for a long time, then she said sorry.

Ling Qing crushed the black mist that remained on her body, "I don't accept any apology."

"It's not me, Lingqing." Yu Ling lowered her head.

Lingqing smiled, but her eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness. "Is it important?"