But at this moment, song Qing's small heart was filled with a trace of warmth.
Ever since she entered the divine prison and participated in the trials, her heart had become as hard as iron. It was difficult for her to waver.
However, pinluo's current actions made her smile.
This young man who was looked down upon by Xiang four had many things that experts didn't.
The longer one cultivated and the higher one's strength was, the easier it was for one to lose some of the basic principles and feelings of a human being.
It was as if in order to survive and pursue a higher realm and strength, one had to be unscrupulous, ruthless, and throw away all emotions and desires.
The useless emotion on pinluo, which was weak and laughable in Xiang Four's eyes, was becoming more and more precious to song qingxiao. It was something that was gradually decreasing in her, and could even be destroyed in the end.
