Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Her nose was filled with the fragrance of greenery. She propped herself up on her hands and sat up, looking at everything before her.

This place is like a paradise.

There was the tinkling sound of spring water, and flowers were blooming profusely in the grass around us.

In the distance, towering mountains and overlapping peaks stretch out.

She stood up and looked around again. If there really wasn't some deep-seated blood feud, this place would be a suitable place to retire.

Has anyone been here before? Has anyone left from here?

These are all mysteries.

Feng Qingyou stood under the silk again, trying to climb up, but the spider silk was too slippery. She had just climbed up when she slipped back down.

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

She got caught in the spider silk again.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Qing Sang asked her in the darkness.

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

Feng Qingyou said.

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

Hearing her say that, Qing Sang's voice sounded somewhat apologetic.

“Many people have fallen here in the past, but after they left, they never came back. I don’t know… whether they left or died in this spiritless place.”

Qing Sang said slowly.

"Then I'll go out and look for it every day from now on."

As Feng Qingyou spoke, she lay down on the spider silk to sleep.

Seeing her asleep, Qing Sang didn't know what else to say.

And so the two began to spend time together.

Every day, Feng Qingyou would go out and search for a way out, but every night, she would inevitably return to this place to sleep.

The two of them had already tacitly understood each other.

They spent more than a month together, and their relationship grew much closer.

Perhaps, Qing Sang was simply too lonely.

So when Feng Qingyou was there, she found that her lifeless heart had been rekindled.

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

"I am actually a saint!"

Qing Sang, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly said this.

"Saintess??"

Feng Qingyou was lying down when she suddenly heard these words and was immediately stunned.

She slowly sat up, already in story-listening mode.

"On the continent of Mitian, there is a Sakura Tribe. Our tribe is all women, and the Holy Maiden is the leader of that tribe."

Qing Sang paused for a moment after saying this.

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

“I have always been the female chief, and our tribe has always been doing well. Until one day, an elder from the tribe returned from outside, bringing back a man. Our tribe strictly forbids outsiders from entering, especially men… But the elder kept pleading, saying that the man was injured and that he could leave once he recovered. We saw the man who was on the verge of death and agreed to let him stay! Who knew that it was that moment of leniency that led to the annihilation of our Sakura tribe.”

When Qing Sang said this, her voice was already choked with emotion.

She spoke lightly, but how could she not feel a deep sense of sorrow when an entire tribe had perished and she herself had been reduced to this inhuman, ghostly state?